With slow steps, Mr. K walk towards a VIP table in an elite restaurant where he had been waiting for by an old woman, who invited him to meet her.
Kriet ...
"Afternoon, Mrs. Cleint," said Mr. K politely bowed his body.
"Oh ... hi ... thanks for accepting my invitation ... please sit down," replied Mrs. Cleint as she invited Mr. K to sit on the bench opposite her.
Mr. K comforted his seat on the bench Mrs. Cleint invited him to.
Mrs. Cleint's gaze was calm towards Mr. K seems that there is no threat or rejection of his presence, who is her granddaughter's lover.
'What exactly is Mrs. Cleint going to talk to me about?' Mr. K in mind, trying to ask himself, but did not get any answer to his question.
"Please order a drink first before starting the conversation, which I really want to talk to you about," said Mrs. Cleint.
Mr. K just nodded his head and opened the menu in front of him.
