"I'm sorry I can only offer this type of food to you. We only have this at the moment," the woman said while putting down dried fruits on the table.
Yuzan and Azmir sat down across the table facing the woman and her little sister, Grace.
"We haven't introduce ourselves yet. We sincerely apologize. We should have done this before you served as supper," Azmir said with an apologetic smile.
Yuzan looked at him curiously. Azmir was a good people person. The kind of man you'd expect to have lots of connections. He was a natural at it. If Azmir was in Yuzan's world, he would be well-suited to be a politician.
"No, you have nothing to apologize for, Sir. It's alright. Grace is now fine because of your kindness and serving you this kind of food is the least that I should do for you. If only I can offer you money but we do not have that too," the woman said sadly.
