Residual Flavour
Plan to Jogja

"Yes, Bang Dave is now a man's husband. I haven't forgotten. Thank you for reminding me of that." Deva returned the gaze of the God boldly.

"Back the love, Deva. But seriously, if you still want to praise Dave, just do it. It's just me here. If there are others, please don't do that. Do not let them judge you as the seeds of seizing the husband of people. Diana and Dara became second wives. You don't have to follow in their footsteps."

"I'm not that close, sir. Still loving doesn't mean we have to get back together. I am not until the heart seizes happiness from another woman. I still haven't lost my mind until I do that. I am not Dira. If I had unlimited power and wealth, I would not have used it for love. Status may be forced. But not with love. I wish, Bang Dave was happy."

The god looked at Deva even deeper. "Do you really want Dave to be happy? Are you sincere?"

Deva, who had been sad, immediately poked her lips in annoyance. Inwardly, the woman wanted to curse at her superior who always managed to get out powerful words and managed to make her blood suddenly boil. Representing the feeling and the thousands of words that he wanted to throw, Deva involuntarily pinched the arms of the Gods in an uneasy manner.

"Auww .. pain, Dev. You seem different from other women, it's still the same. I love the nyubit." The god rubbed his arm that felt hot as if it had been bitten by an ant due to Deva's pinch.

"Who asked like that? Where there are people who hope insincerely. If anything, that person might be you alone" Deva said.

"Kok being me? I just saw it from the side of an ordinary human. Where there are we pray well for those who inflict wounds on us."

"There are a lot of good people in this world. The bad ones, only a small part. And may you not be among a small part of it." Deva ended her speech with a cynical smile.

"I'm good, Dev. You're the less painstaking."

A pinch back landed on the arms of the Gods. Of course, making the man grimace again. "Two pinches, making me hungry. You have to replace it by accompanying me to eat. Besides, you haven't eaten anything yet. We're dinner, yuk! I'm good again tonight. Don't ask me to argue."

Deva did not immediately agree. The woman seemed to think. During this time, he spent a lot of time on his own to escape the grief. Maybe, Deva does need friends who can give another atmosphere. However, Deva hesitated again. "Where can I consider the Lord a friend? He if it's good is really good. But if the song comes? Which is even more upset I later."

When Deva was hesitant about accepting the invitation of God or not at the same time, Dave asked himself, parting of his own series of receptions. He reasoned that he was not feeling well, and needed some rest. Because indeed a few days ago Dave had been treated in the hospital, finally, Nina, Rudi, Fira, and Agas also understood. Dira himself, of course, immediately guessed if Dave was just looking for reasons to catch up with Deva.

Despite having bad prejudices, of course Dira can't be arbitrary, she must remain there until the reception is completely over, of course, the bad view of invited guests will be more and more.

Dira with all his annoyance restrained, forced to continue to spread a smile of falsehood in front of the guests. If Nina had not given him a medicine, perhaps, what was happening right now was the unstoppable rage of a Dira.

"It's over soon, Dir. Just take pictures. Thank you for being able to control yourself so well. After all, you who expected all this to happen, whatever the consequences, do not complain," Nina whispered softly at Dira who was beside her just to get ready to take pictures and greet the invitees in turns.

On the other hand, the bridegroom, had even laid himself on his soft bed. Of course not to sleep, but to daydream someone whose face is so fixed in his memory. Who else if not the figure of Deva Magnolia.

Time passed, the reception was strange and left various impressions full of questions in the minds of the invitees was finally over. Dira rushed to her bridal room. Not finding Dave there, the woman immediately rushed to find her husband in another room ordered by Dave.

Dira knocked on the door of a room impatiently. Even several times, his legs are still wearing high heels, had kicked the door leaf.

"Open the door, Dave," he shouted.

Deva and the God who had just finished having dinner that happened due to the deal earlier, immediately stopped his steps. The god approached and immediately blocked Dira's arm.

"What the fuck'an you, Dir? It's already night. Why are you losing your mind like this?"

Ignoring the God's question. Dira instead put away his cousin's hand violently upon seeing Deva's figure. He immediately approached his rival with wide steps.

"Where is Dave? Tell me where Dave is?" Dira gripped Deva's hand so tightly.

The god did not stay silent, he deftly wanted to help Deva apart from Dira. However, one hand of Deva sent out a gesture for the Gods not to step forward near them.

"Where's Dave?" Dira repeated his question once more.

"You're his wife, aren't you? Why should you ask me?" Deva returned Dira's sharp gaze with a gaze that was no less sharp.

"Stop pretending to be a plain pretentious girl, Dev. You are not this selugu. I'm not blind to see the way you look at my husband. That look of yours, as if to snare my husband into your arms."

Deva smiled cynically, then she let go of Dira's hand grips boldly. Dira's fingerprints, clearly visible imprinted on Deva's smooth white wrist.

"And you shouldn't be blind to see that same look of your husband for me. If I could be stupid and mean, I could be with Bang Dave easily. Either be a second wife, or just be an affair. But I'm not that low. What you have forcibly taken, I will not take back. I wonder how far you can be happy with the spoils."

"I'll be happy, Dev. In a very short time, Dave will forget about you. Don't forget, tomorrow morning, we're going to Jogja. There, you'll know, who I am in Dave's eyes. You, are not the first and only woman that Dave loves" said Dira.

"Dira! Stop crazing, Deva won't come to Jogya without me." The god spoke in a very firm tone.

"Oh, Brother God wants to come too? Good then." Dira stretched his legs casually away from Deva and the Gods.