Two Rings of the CEO

Mysterious Man

"Did he have a mental disorder? Ah but it doesn't feel possible." Anastasya continued to mutter while her hand moved wiping the dirty table of the former dinner customer.

The girl continued to fight with her own thoughts. Ever since that night, the mysterious man with the full suit stellan came alone but always ordered enough food to eat for the three men, almost every night always come to the restaurant at midnight anyway.

"Hey, are you daydreaming? What are you thinking?" Fellow Anastasya named Nana, poking the waist of the long unraveled girl who seemed to be daydreaming on the sidelines of her work.

Anastasya, who was slightly tiptoed by surprise, took a deep breath as she found Nana standing behind her.

"I was just thinking about the strange customers of the restaurant who always came almost at midnight. Do you think he's any less sane or--"

"Hust, don't ngaco ah. It's not good to know how to think badly like that," said Nana half-accepted.

Anastasya also frowned both of his eyebrows in astonishment. Nana had never even seen the customer eat, but why could she say that.

"You haven't even seen him, but why do you speak as if you know the mysterious man so well" Anastasya said, throwing a sharp glare at his colleague.

"Ah done. No need to discuss. It's not important either." Nana answered at that. "I'm hungry and sleepy, it's also night. We have to pack up to go home" he said.

Anastasya blurted her lips, feeling neglected by Nana who chose to leave her alone.

"Huh, you're really weird. Just try it if you meet him. I'm sure you'll be as sane as I thought you were." Anastasya continued to mumble, not realizing that someone was standing before him.

"Sorry, is the restaurant still open?" said someone, which made Anastasya tiptoed and shocked half to death the presence of a man in front of him who came unexpectedly.

He was truly like a ghost that came unexpectedly.

"Be-yet, sir," Anastasya replied slightly stammered, while her body trembled violently.

If I say closed also free. You'll definitely whine and ask me to seduce the chef to make you some food.

"Thank you." The man smiled and sat down in a corner of the room.

"Gentleman wants to order what menu?" Anastasya thrust the menu book in front of the customer, but the man quickly rejected it.

"As usual."

As usual? Meanin?

"Is what you mean by the menu the same as what you ordered before?"

The man spontaneously nodded, saying.

"And for three?" guess Anastasya.

Again the man nodded, with a faint smile on his lips as if satisfied with Anastasya's answer.

Really less sane.

The girl started to step into the kitchen. Trying to find a chef to cook when their working hours are up. Luckily the kind-hearted middle-aged chef did not refuse and seemed to understand the situation. He did not refuse, it was happy and not the least burdened when processing the order of the mysterious man.

With great care Anastasya landed several dishes of food in front of the man who had no idea what his name was. After all the dishes were arranged neatly, he immediately pulled over and chose to pay attention to the customer from a distance.

Despite knowing that the waiter serving food was seen watching him from a distance, the man did not bother. He now looks very good eating his dishes, after talking to himself.

Although it seems mysterious and scary, but in fact the man was not as scary as Anastasya imagined. His face was quite handsome, and his way of eating was also elegant. Not as haphazard as men in general.

That man is none other than Vishnu. The manager of the restaurant where Anastasya works.

"Yes, Brother. I'm back to missing the food and this place."

So this mysterious man is called Ken. Pretty cool name.

Anastasya more and more intensely observed the interaction between his superior and also the mysterious man. And without the girl guessing, apparently the two men looked quite close.

Vishnu sat right in front of Ken. While ken himself felt unperturbed and engrossed in eating his food.

"Since when you've been back." With a tone of speech quite slowly, Vishnu said the question.

"Since a week ago, Brother. All of my work in XX country is over, and it's time for me to return to this country." Ken's face immediately turned cloudy. I don't know what the man was thinking, but it must have been stored as a trace of pain on his face.

Vishnu breathed deeply. One hand moved to pat Ken's shoulder slowly but repeatedly.

"Strengthen your heart. I'm sure you can get through everything that's happened." Vishnu's gaze was fixed on the untouched dish on the table. "They must have calmed down and lived comfortably there. You don't have to do this, they definitely feel full there." continued Vishnu again.

Ken landed his spoon and fork in the plate to create a fairly noisy twang.

"Sorry brother, maybe I can't do it now. It was as if they were still with me. To this kind of way, that makes me feel their presence." Ken's a little unaccepting. Feeling if Vishnu's speech disturbs his instincts.

Vishnu also stumbled. Didn't expect that his words would ignite Ken's anger.

"alright. Ii'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that." Vishnu smiled blandly, breastfed acknowledging his sassness.

"No brother. I'm the one who should apologize" Ken said with a teary-eyed netra. "It's been going on for three years and I still can't forget it. I know that you care about me very much, and keep pushing me to be able to rise up in this slump. But in fact, I was still helpless and still wallowing in this pain."

From a distance, Anastasya squinted the netra. He was even clearly able to hear the conversation of the two adult men. Behind his inertia and mysterious attitude, Ken apparently harbors a deep wound. What kind of wound? I don't know, even Anastasya can't figure it out.

Before long, Ken seemed to get up and say goodbye. Before moving on, he had given some money as the cost of eating. Not left behind anyway, some money sheets tips given to Anastasya, the same as before.

After the mysterious man completely disappeared from view, Vishnu as the manager approached Anastasya.

"He's my friend. I beg you, every time he comes to serve his request well, even if it makes no sense at times. If necessary, talk to him."

Anastasya swallowed his saliva heavily, as if gripped by fear. Vishnu who realized it also laughed.

"You don't have to worry. He's an ordinary human being, just like us and not a subtle creature, so you don't have to be afraid."

"But sir," said Anastasya hesitantly.

"Actually he's a good guy. Only, fate was testing him with a trial powerful enough that his soul was shaken. For several years he chose to confine himself and keep his distance from others. Yeah, until it's like this. He seemed quiet and closed. Her once cheerful face seemed to disappear as the wound continued to bind her."

Anastasya could not answer. While his mind was busy examining the manager's words.

"I hope you understand." After speaking, Vishnu turned his heels and passed away. While Anastasya stared at the table nanar that had just been occupied by Ken.

The man had been holding wounds for years. And whose untouched food is this? Someone has left him, until he acts like he is eating with someone. But who is that someone?

Anastasya shook his head slowly. Attempt to relate the event to its own assumptions. Butwhat? The question had no answer, as long as the owner of the wound did not describe it.