Residual Flavour
Misjudged

Dave and Deva hugged each other tightly. I don't know how many times the two compactly swallow their own saliva to dampen the same passion caused by being carried away quite intense atmosphere tonight. However, it is enough to just embrace. The boundaries are clear and should not be broken.

"Bee ...." Dave's voice was so hoarse.

Deva stretched her arms. Then he took his body a step back. Noticing that the two of them were in the room was no longer safe.

"I'm out first, Bang." Deva was about to step foot in, but Dave's hand blocked him.

The man who loved her hugged her from behind. Slowly, he felt a wet kiss of Dave's lips on the nape of his neck. "Don't leave me, Bee. Tonight, accompany me. I promise not to break my limits" said Dave.

Deva shook her head strongly, "How come, Bang? This time we broke the line. What kind of friend hugs feeling this way. What do we do deserve? The brother of the bridegroom from another woman, why am I still the one who can feel the love of my brother? Is this true? Obviously we're wrong, Bang." Deva closed her eyes, feeling Dave's embrace drugging her even more.

"I know, Bee. I know this is wrong. But are we really the only ones wrong? We're wrong because someone started wrong, right? They forced us to be traitors. Please, Bee. Stay with me tonight." Dave was so sloppy when he said that. He let go of his embrace, and twisted Deva's body slowly in order to face her.

"Bee .. If I take you as far as possible from this drama-filled world, would you be willing?"

Not until Deva answered, the door to her room sounded knocked from outside. As if caught doing messum, Deva also looks panicked. If until someone else finds out where Dave is in his room, obviously people will think they're doing a no-no. The sound of knocking sounded louder and louder, accompanied by the voice of someone calling the name Deva.

Understanding Deva's anxiety, Dave smiled faintly. "Just open it, Bee. Who knows, getting caught in the room together, making us even married," he continued.

"It's not funny at all, Bang. Brother hide first, gih! To the bathroom there."

Dave frowned. Then turn Deva's head towards the bathroom surrounded by a glass wall. Obviously hiding there is tantamount to surrendering yourself blatantly.

"Cabinets? The balcony? Come on, Bang." Deva grew even more panicked, as the sound of the screams grew clearer. He knows that voice well. Even one voice started calling out to him.

"Tell me you have nothing to do with God." Dave brought his face closer to Deva. Just want to tease and convince yourself that his assessment of Deva is never wrong.

"Of course there isn't. I won't cover my wounds by playing with others." Deva pushes Dave's body towards the balcony, then tightly shuts the door and the curtains connected to it.

"Dev. We were worried that something bad was happening. You opened the door for a long time." Deswita hugged Deva.

"Sih, mama ... who is worried just mama, Dewa enggak," protested Dewa.

"Not lie, nyil. Who offered to break down this door" said Deswita.

"That's because Mama panicked. Where could you see Mama so. Worry because Mama, not for any other reason," God argued, still do not want to lose.

"After that, let's go" Deswita broke up. If followed, it can get longer and take longer.

Deva goes into her room to pick up her handbag and cell phone. Deswita and the gods went in there. Deswita was busy examining her habits in a long mirror not far from the nightstand. While the god stands leaning against the wall of the entrance hall after the door.

"We're leaving, Mades," Deva took a glance at the balcony.

"Yeah!" Deswita nodded at Deva's arm casually.

Given that Dave was still in his room, Deva was forced not to pull out his room key card. It felt like he left a small note, but the existence of God and Deswita there, clearly did not allow him to do so. What Deva did did not escape the attention of the Gods, the man moved his eyeballs nimbly around the room. Then focus on the faint shadows reflected by the curtains that close the balcony. The god smiled cynically.

"You go first. You can just go to the toilet for a second, right?" The question of God certainly cannot be answered with the word "no". And the state of the bathroom that was only surrounded by glass, clearly forced Deva and Deswita to go out first."

Deva walked a little slowly, she felt unsettled. "We'll just wait here, Mades." The woman invited Deswita to stop in front of the door of the room that was deliberately not closed tightly by her.

The god wrote a few words quickly on the paper on the nightstand. Then he rushed out, accidentally opening the door wider, he yanked out the key card to convince his guess. Of course, immediately the lights and ac room turn off automatically. Deva who knew this hurriedly approached the God and took the card-shaped key from the man's grasp.

"No, Sir. Let it be like this. I was afraid that I would enter the room in the dark" Deva put the card back into place. Fortunately, the lighting from the outside provides enough lighting. So he doesn't have to fumble when he does. The lights and Ac are immediately back on.

The god pulled the tip of his lips up. "I can't believe you're this crazy, Dev. Truly hypocritical," he said, inwardly.