Residual Flavour
Not Dave

"What do you mean, Dir?" Dave had abandoned his intention to leave. He turned around and gave a sharp look at Dira.

"Not here, my husband." Dira aligns himself with Dave.

"Part distance from me, Dir. I've never been rude to women, so don't make me do it for the first time." Dave continued his steps. He walked down the stairs with a troubled mind. Dira's words regarding Papa Deva, managed to make him think hard.

Dave shook his head hard. "No, don't let papa get involved in Mr. Amar's case. I won't be able to look at Deva until that happens. Dira's crazy, what's spoken of him, obviously unbelievable." Along the way, Dave continued to speak for himself inwardly.

On the other hand, Deva and the Deity who stepped hand in hand, seemed busy with their respective thoughts. The lips of both are tightly closed. Several other visitors who had just come and crossed paths with them, as if not attracting their attention in the slightest.

"Sir God ...." Deva called the man beside her a little hesitating.

"Yes." Yeah."

Hearing the gentle reply from the God, made Deva instantly turn her head. Make sure the voice is indeed right out of the person he is talking to. "Tumben," inner.

"What's up, Dev?" The god stopped his steps. Incidentally, they were already in the car park that drove them earlier.

"Has Dira ever been so depressed? Sorry I was so excited to ask. If the Lord is unwilling to answer, just ignore my question." Deva opened the car door and immediately got into it.

The god followed Deva into the black Alphard's car. The god who had been sitting in the back bench alone, while sitting in the middle bench that had been sat by Dira. After the car door was closed by the driver, God said, "Dira was used to getting whatever he wanted. Om Rudi and Aunt Nina treat Dira like a princess of the king. All bow to his words. Who dares to make Dira cry, will surely be slammed to death by his mother."

Deva did not let go of her eyes on the God. The woman was so intensely staring at her superior. Listen and digest every word the God speaks carefully.

"Dira was born with an imperfect face, before adolescence he also had acne problems. Money doesn't keep him out of the bullyan. Good and branded goods in fact only present fake friend for him. All of us, trying to give a lot of affection and attention, can be said to be excessive. Maybe that also resulted in Dira becoming what it is now," said Dewa. I don't know what drove this surf storytelling and open up to Deva.

"Dira's emotions are unstable from childhood, she is indeed very irritable. But to be honest, I didn't know that he was suicidal. We didn't communicate long enough, because I had to finish my S2 studies abroad. I'm home, Dira's as pretty now. In my eyes, Dira used to be so warm. Even though his emotions were overflowing, it was not as bad as it was at the moment. Perhaps, Dira was unable to deal with the pressure at hand."

Deva dimmed her eyes at the God. Everyone, everyone has a story. Dave, God, Dira and himself. Which is heavier, certainly cannot be compared.

"The mind itself creates that pressure, Lord. Regardless of the man Dira's choice is Bang Dave, being in a relationship without love, is obviously very heavy and painful. It's gonna be hard going in the future." Deva gave a little opinion.

"You're right. But I can what? As a brother, I can only tell. The choice is entirely in the hands of Dira. He who goes through, he determines. I forgot what it feels like to love. But as far as I am concerned, loving is not as painful as Dira. He hurt himself this deep. Standing on the edge of the abyss without any safety, he did so without a second thought. At times, he could have fallen into that abyss alone. What makes him so sure? I still don't understand." The view of the Gods seemed to glare far away like a person who was daydreaming.

"The letter that Dira kept, was definitely not Bang Dave's handwriting. It seemed, there was another person who had deliberately borrowed the name of Bang Dave to hide his admiration for Dira. Whoever he is .. he is responsible for Dira's madness" Deva said.

"Where is Dira?" ask God.

"It's still there." Dave answered without turning his head towards the man who asked him.

There was a sudden worry about the gods. Dira's emotions must be very unstable. However, following Dira it means that he has to leave Deva and Dave alone. Because the driver certainly chose to be outside, before all the guests he delivered into the car.

On the other hand, Dira seemed to be stepping footed. He actually started to stumble. "Aren't you Dave? Then who? Is Hafis? No. .. Don't let him. I need to find Hafis and make sure this isn't true. Definitely Dave, I'm sure the letter and the gift are from Dave."

Dira widens his footsteps. His spirit instantly flared back. Defeating Deva so far, it had already been with great difficulty. It would be a waste if he had to re-release Dave due to his own misunderstanding.

"Dave you're mine. I laid my heart on you from the beginning of our meeting. I won't let you go before I meet David and make him regret hurting me" Dira swore inwardly.

As the anticipated Dira gets preoccupied with his deceptive thoughts, the Deity gets increasingly unsettled. It's been almost ten minutes yet there are no signs of Dira's emergence.

The awkwardness and silence in the car suddenly faded when Deva's phone rang quite loudly. After reactivating it, he forgot to reduce the ring volume of his phone. Knowing who contacted, Deva immediately received and attached the flat object to her earlobe.

Dave immediately straightened his seat. If anyone contacts Deva on a weekend like this, it's certainly not a matter of work. Likewise with God, had glanced at the screen of Deva's cell phone that lit up, making him much more curious than Dave.

"Hello, brother," said Deva kindly.

A moment from that, the atmosphere in the car came back silent. Because of his silence, the breath of Dave and the God who are both heavy because they hold the curiosity was heard.

Deva seemed to listen to the voice from across in seriousness. Every now and then, his eyes fused perfectly. Deva's lips curl up tightly. He doesn't know what to say.

Dave and the Gods were made even more curious. Lucky for the Gods who can still see the complex face of Deva. Unlike Dave who is unlikely to show his curiosity by staring at Deva blatantly.

Dave's ex-lover turned his head outside, saw Dira walking closer to the car, making Deva rush to end her cell phone connection with someone who is not at all named.

"Sister, I'll call again. If today, it seems like it can't. Just wait until I get back to Jakarta. I'll call my sister later after I have a certainty. Sorry yes, brother. I'll close first."

Along with Deva putting her phone back in the bag, Dira opened the car door in a slightly rough motion. "Our business is done, Dev. Once you arrive at the hotel, it's up to you what to do. For sure, don't bother my honeymoon with Dave."

Hearing the words from Dira, Deva could only stroke her chest. "You're not okay, Dir," she said.