Residual Flavour
God versus Dave

Until ten, the dinner is not over yet. Throughout the event, it was clear Deva was feeling uneasy. Thinking about Dave who was still in his room, and also thinking about how he got back in there without a key card in his hand.

Deva is now only condemning her stupidity. "Why am I so lost, may God not realize my mistake this time. If he knows, it could be a long affair, "his mind.

Seeing that no one had moved from his place, Deva could confirm that the event would still last a long time. Even now they even dissolve in live music that presents one of the famous artists of the capital.

"Mades, I go to the room first, yes," said Deva to Deswita. He spoke right beside the earlobe of the mama of the God slowly and politely.

"All right, you be careful. Please get to the room, call Asih, ask Nyong is asleep yet. Mades forgot, Mades's phone in the room," Deswita told Deva. Jason was deliberately not involved, because tomorrow, Jason had to take lessons to prepare for the entrance test as a santri in one of the modern boarding houses in East Java.

Deva nodded steadily. He rushed to leave the table in his place with Deswita and the four others. I don't know who, it doesn't seem like a close brother of the Gods either, because Deswita just gave a stale greeting. As for the Gods, it had already disappeared and was quiet in advance about forty minutes ago. Deswita is not surprised, because it is right that the gods do not like events like this.

Dira, who saw Deva walking away from the event not too far from the beach, immediately chased the rival. He shouted loudly, of course for Deva to stop his steps.

Because it was covered in music and also crowded around, Deva did not hear the screams of Dira. The woman continued to walk up the white sand towards the hotel door again.

"Deva ...." Dira shouted once more loudly. His breathing slightly stiffened as his efforts matched Deva's fairly wide steps.

Because it has approached the hotel area, then the quiet atmosphere also supports the cry of Dira to the ears of Deva. The beloved ex-Dave stopped and turned his body towards the source of the sound.

"Finally," said Dira with sumringah.

Once the two women who loved Dave with different versions faced each other, Dira threw a meaningful smile while looking at Deva with a twinkle of victory.

"Thank you, Dev. Turns out, your guts are as big as you say. Make me a friend, not just a mere lip. You proved it by your arrival tonight. Thanks, buddy. Until tomorrow at the Dira-Dave reception," said Dira, so lightly without burden.

Deva returned a gaze and Dira's smile was no less bold. "Of course, Dir. I always keep it, what I say. Even as a friend I don't mind telling you something important."

"What?" As usual, Dira immediately showed her impatience.

"Don't you intend to change your attitude a little? Do you know what you're doing isn't the slightest bit capable of shaking Dave's heart? Is having more important than loving? If so, just enjoy your wounds, Dir."

"really? Let's see it later. I'll prove that I can make Dave look at me completely. Anyway, thanks again. I'll see you tomorrow. Don't forget, I'm the bride." Dira leaves Deva with true arrogance.

While Deva was still stepping towards the elevator that would escort her to the floor where her room was. The long debate between the two men known to Deva, had just ended.

A few tens of minutes ago, exactly when God left the dinner, the man went straight to Deva's room. Apparently, the writing he left behind, read and understood perfectly by Dave. The former Deva waited for the arrival of the Gods by sitting dreamily on the sofa that was on the balcony.

Hearing the knock of the door, the man who accompanied Deva's grief for seven years, opened the door of the former beloved's room wide. Already knowing who came, making Dave so calm to welcome the Gods.

"If you love Deva, why do you make her look as cheap as she is now? Being with the future husband of a person in one room, it really is very low." The god immediately said it cynically. Unbasically.

"Know what you know about us. Just because we're in one room doesn't mean I treat her as well. I'm not the one who can touch a woman at will. My hands still know adab," Dave argued no less casually.

"Who can guarantee that you're right? Two people who still love each other are in the room. What else is done? Sharing sad and nelangsa? Are you guys that naive?" The gods scatter his accusations and prejudices on Dave.

"In a moment, you told me to wait for you just for this? You sound like a jealous man, Wa. As far as I know, you're just Deva's boss. Even if we do what you accuse, it's none of your business." Dave threw a probing glance at the Gods.

The man smiled sinisterly as he said, "Jealous? Just be right. I positioned myself as the older brother of Dira. I obviously don't accept my sister being treated like that. If there's a heart you have to guard, it's Dira's heart" God presses.

"That's if we love each other, Wa. Unfortunately, I was forced to marry your sister. What's my fault if I can't treat Dira well? Who deserves to be called a usurper, you should already know. You can tell me anything. But don't let you demean Deva. Do you know what he spent seven years with me?"

The god again cast an equally cynical look and smile. "I'm not a psychic, but I assure you, you've crossed all boundaries. I don't care, nor do I want to know. All I want, from now on, keep your distance from Deva. Accept reality, Dave. Deva is not yours anymore. Don't make her a cheap woman just because of your ego. If you believe that Deva is a good woman, then do not drag her into a real shadow at your wedding. Deva deserves to be happy."

"You're threatening me for Dira, or for yourself, Wa? If anyone else listens, your words seem like someone's protecting Deva rather than caring for Dira" Dave replies.

"It's up to you to judge me how. But take it easy, don't demean Deva by bringing her into your marriage. If you still do, there will always be me among you."

The threat of God ended a debate between two men of vastly different professions and characters. One of the men finally leaves Deva's room.

Not long from the exit of one of the men from his room, Deva arrived at the door of his room. With a little courage he knocked on the door. While there's no Dave inside, there's no Dave, but somehow, Deva's little heart tells Dave that he's there. However, when the rectangular board in front of him opened, Deva could not hide her shock.

"How can you?" it's in the heart.