The exquisite rattan chairs, like pieces of ingeniously crafted artwork, added a touch of romantic flair to the lawn. Dappled sunlight scattered across the grass, where Komer lounged on a plush cushion, fully enjoying his rare leisure. But his mood was soon disrupted.
When Puber, like a maggot clinging to bone, and the ever-obsequious Karmani appeared in Komer's sight, Komer knew his good mood was doomed for today.
The guests had arrived, but Komer had no desire to entertain them. Yet Puber behaved even more casually than the host, taking a seat without invitation and boldly encouraging Karmani to make himself comfortable. The coffee, which had been roasting over charcoal on the rattan coffee table, poured into the cup with Puber's lift, and its rich aroma spilled out instantly.
