Strange Writing
05. Son of Satan (eps 3)
Walking several hundred meters, Gena found a small restaurant standing alone on the side of a large paved road. The restaurant gave off a delicious aroma that was appetizing so Gena decided to go in there.
It turns out that inside is very crowded visitors, indicating that this restaurant is in great demand. Gena also saw that most of the visitors were families with small children chattering ria.
Gena took a spot near the entrance, then called out to one of the servants nearby. “I want this, this, and this, then drink cold milk coffee,” he said as he pointed to the menu book in the hand of the waiter.
The waiter seemed to be hesitant to obey Gena because he felt that the little boy in front of him did not have enough money to pay for this much order. He watched Gena from top to bottom and his assessment of the child remained the same.
Gena understood what the waiter was thinking, so he took the money out of the wallet and shook it in front of the maid's face. “Beautiful sister, it seems you misunderstood. Look at this, I have money. Quickly send me my order or Brother will regret.”
The waiter immediately bowed down because he had been disrespectful, saying he would do anything as an apology as Gena promised not to report or bring the matter to the authorities.
“Oh ... Beautiful Sister loves her job turns out. The offer is good too. How about Brother sit here and accompany me to eat?” invite Gena with a big smile and unusual eye glare.
The waiter responded that because he thought Gena was just an ordinary boy, he thought the most likely thing was that Gena wanted to indulge in him and asked to be fed like a child. He asks permission to tell the kitchen section about Gena's order before returning to accompany the boy.
While waiting for the waiter to return, Gena researched the wallet in his hand further. He found an identity card, several ATM cards, a VIP service card at one of the famous hospitals, and lastly a photo of a woman all over the body in a hefty wow style.
What a big jackpot, inner Gena changed his spirit, he considers the previous incident with the shopkeeper is no longer important because there are more interesting attention.
Gena read the woman's identity card, then remembered the home address listed clearly. He had plans to go to the woman on the grounds of finding her wallet even though the money in it had moved into Gena's pocket.
Not long after, Gena's orders began to come one by one, the waiter delivering directly to his desk. Gena told the waitress to sit right next to him, then they kept silent on each other's lyrics. One is confused and guessing, the other is curious and weighs what he will do.
Gena sipped his coffee slowly and opened his voice, “Beautiful sister, do you know the Shadow problem?”
The waiter looked surprised, as if he had daydreamed. He glanced at Gena who did not turn his eyes away from him, he became nervous inexplicably and gulped. “Ma-means What sister, yes?”
Gena raised his eyebrows. “Adik?” She giggled amusedly before continuing her words, “Beautiful Sister, my intentions are exactly as I said, I want to know everything about the Shadows. If anyone knows, share it with me."
The shadows talked about were underground organizations, but not underground, that ruled over cities with power in the shadows of large buildings across the country. Their members were so numerous that even the government did not dare to act rashly. This organization has existed since a hundred years ago, until now no one knows who the big people who control it.
Gena also only found out about this organization a year ago. Inadvertently he heard people around him whispering about one of the members of the organization wreaking havoc in the city, but got no punishment. Gena wanted to know how the organization worked in detail.
Gena fell silent, choosing to eat the food in front of him voraciously. The servant was also silent and relieved to not continue the dangerous conversation. Gena poured the water that was prepared at each table into a glass glass, drinking it one sip.
“Beautiful sister, open your mouth,” pinta Gena while sticking a spoonful of food in front of the mouth of the waiter.
“Eh?”
The servant was about to refuse, but broke the intention when Gena looked at him full of warning. Shamed and afraid of being reprimanded by his boss, he ate the bribe. He did not expect a child as small as Gena to be able to intimidate him.
Gena smiled and his body relaxed, he then shifted the conversation around the things the maid could easily answer. One time he asked about the waiter's life, another time he asked about this restaurant and the food in the menu book.
Gena finished his dinner in half an hour as it was interspersed with chatter with the waiter. Some of the families that were there earlier also started to dwindle. Seeing that, the restaurant workers could take a breath for a moment to rest and wipe the sweat.
“Beautiful sister, I need information about them today. Brother can take me to your place because I don't have a home. I'll pay Brother, how?”
The waiter was a little surprised to see Gena rush and force him, even though he was not sure he had any useful information for the boy. However, after they had spent a few tens of minutes, he considered Gena to be a smart good boy. He had no problem bringing Gena to his boarding house, after all the boy was still a kid.
The waiter asks Gena to wait while he finishes his work because his session for today will end at exactly eight. Gena complied calmly and ordered one more drink.
After they came out of the door of the restaurant, they were greeted by the cold wind at night and the lunge from the passing motorized vehicle added to the ice. The waiter tightened his knee-length jacket with gnarly teeth, several times he blew his hands, rubbed them against each other, then pressed them against his cheeks to get a little warm.
Gena knew this, he stopped stepping and faced the servant. “Give me both hands," he said suddenly.
The waiter stopped and was confused, but did not refuse. Gena clasped his hands together and swiped them a little quickly. Not long after, Gena kissed both of his palms while looking into his eyes.
The waiter felt his face flushed red, but not from the heat. He felt ashamed even though Gena was just a snot boy.
“Speed your steps, you can be sick outdoors long-time.”
The waiter thanked her and aligned the steps beside Gena, following her advice to walk faster. She became interested in the unique child next to her, she asked out of curiosity, but the child did not open up much to her identity. So, he closed his mouth and spoke only to show the way.
