She looked back at Kevin and found the fire and enthusiasm burning in those eyes. The enthusiasm that Kevin always shows every time he intends to help her solve this murder problem.

“"He's a famous lawyer," repeated Soraya weakly. Kevin nodded quickly.

“"That means he's expensive," Soraya continued sadly, "how much do you think he costs, Kev? How can I pay for it later?”

“I will help you, Raya. Just ask first how much the fee is, then we can find a way to pay for the service,” Kevin suggested without paying attention to how reluctant Soraya was to talk and ask for help from strangers.

“No, Kev. You've helped me too much. I don't want to burden you any more." Soraya refused, ending with a heavy sigh and resignation before leaving Kevin for the second time because the chef had already placed his customer's order on the serving table.

He took the order, then served it to the customer's table accompanied by his trademark small smile.
After that, Soraya returned to Kevin, who apparently would not stop lecturing her before she agreed to obey the man's wishes.

“Come on, Soraya. "Just ask how much it costs first, after that we can discuss this matter together," asked Kevin, more forcefully with a pitiful expression.

“"It's still working hours, Kevin," said Soraya gently, "besides, why haven't I seen anyone serving him?"

“"Because I want you to serve him today," Kevin answered honestly with a meaningful grin. Soraya widened her eyes in surprise at that answer.

“You're being arbitrary!” Soraya protested lightly.

“Of course. "That's what's good about being a supervisor," said Kevin cheerfully before finally turning around and leaving Soraya to struggle alone with her shame and obligation to serve customers..

*****

Joshua Andrew sat while waiting for the waiter who for some reason had not approached his table until this moment. He took out his cellphone and read some of today's online news.

“G-good afternoon... w-what would you like to order, sir?”

Joshua Andrew immediately raised his face and looked at a woman standing beside the table. A pink hue colored the woman's face and neck.

Joshua Andrew could clearly hear how much nervous the woman felt when she asked him. He studied the woman for a moment, and read the name tag pinned to her chest, Soraya . But a second later, he turned his gaze back to the cellphone screen.

“Black coffee, no sugar, no cream. "And a portion of beef lasagna," said Joshua Andrew flatly without looking at the waiter.

Strangely, the woman didn't leave immediately after finishing taking her order.

Joshua Andrew raised his face again, then put on a confused and annoyed expression which made the woman finally leave with stiff steps.

Joshua Andrew watched Soraya leave, who looked embarrassed, nervous, and even more like scared after receiving her annoyed look.

Without meaning to, he looked back at Soraya from behind. With her hair tied in a ponytail and trousers that shape Soraya's buttocks perfectly, Joshua Andrew is very sure that men will not easily divert their attention from this woman.

However, not Joshua Andrew. He was not interested at all, in fact his attention was not intended to enjoy the beauty and beauty of the woman. His attention was more focused on the curiosity that arose when he heard the nervous tone that escaped the woman's lips.

Is he afraid of me? That's good, because he should be afraid of me. Therefore, He won't think for a second to think about anything other than doing his job as a waiter at this place, thought Joshua Andrew sarcastically before continuing his reading on his cell phone..

Joshua Andrew read about a murder case that occurred overseas. He read carefully and researched the case.

A small smile appeared on his face when he found out that the murder was carried out by a fake psychopath, who apparently acted because of his love for one of the famous psychopaths who had died.

Stupid. That was all that came to mind. A true psychopath cannot possibly imitate other people's actions.

A true psychopath has his own characteristics. In fact, it has certain prey that only the psychopath understands.

Joshua Andrew closed the news, then moved on to other news. Political.

A realm that Joshua Andrew is actually reluctant to touch but he is forced to do so because of course some of his clients are people involved in the world of politics.

Joshua Andrew read the news for a moment, then shook his head slightly when he realized that the content was not just about politics, but also about an affair that brought the politician's career to the brink of collapse.

Not long after, his sense of smell caught a fragrant aroma which made Joshua Andrew look away from his cellphone towards the owner of the aroma.

Soraya came with a nervous face, still tinged with pink, while her hands looked a little trembling when she put the coffee in front of her.

The aroma of Soraya's body fragrance clearly filled his sense of smell, overpowering the delicious aroma of coffee which was always able to soothe his soul.

“"Your beef lasagna will be ready in a moment, sir," said Soraya hoarsely and stiffly before turning away from his table. While watching Soraya leave, Joshua Andrew lifted the cup, then inhaled deeply the aroma of his favorite black coffee.

He will never refuse perfectly made black coffee. The distinctive aroma of coffee and the bitter taste that lingers on the tongue, provides peace for Joshua Andrew. He sipped black coffee and enjoyed the hot sensation that touched his tongue.

A moment later, Joshua Andrew's gaze returned to Soraya who came to bring his food. Joshua Andrew put the cup into place, then moved it to the side, making room for his favorite beef lasagna.

“I-is there anything else you need?” Soraya asked politely.