At the same time, T6 and G3 had also entered the restaurant beside the hotel; there were very few people having a meal inside; in the spacious restaurant, only 4, 5 tables were sparsely occupied.
T6 looked for a table beside the window and sat down; once he was seated, a male server walked over with the menu and spoke in Arabic, “Would you be having a meal here? This is the menu; please take a look!”
T6 took the menu and lost all interest after taking a glance, so he passed the menu to G3, “What do you want? Go ahead and order.”
There wasn’t anything delicious there, except for their steak, which was edible.
Beef is rich in protein and could replenish their energy, but the taste… wasn’t good at all.
No taste, no presentation, but for them, as long as it wasn’t spoiled, they could still eat it.
At least it was still steak and not rat meat or snake meat.
In this country, being able to sit inside a restaurant was already considered great.
Outside, a skinny African child in ragged clothes and had bulging eyes pressed himself against the glass; his gaze landed on the steak T6 was cutting, dark fingers inside his mouth as he sucked… his eyes radiating the glow of longing.
T6, who had just eaten a small piece of the steak, felt the gaze and turned his head to see; he then cursed quietly, “Damnit,” not because he was being disturbed by a child; instead, he was enraged by the unfair treatment towards children.
They could still sit there and eat a disaster of a steak, while the people of Somalia who had lost their homes, with some even losing their families were now wandering homelessly, with meals unable to satisfy their hunger, with clothes that didn’t cover their bodies, living lives that would get in danger at any moment.
That’s why, even if the steak isn’t delicious, be content!
At least you had something to eat!
T6 didn’t directly give the child a serving of steak; instead, while ordering takeout, he ordered two extra servings; while walking out of the restaurant back to their hotel, the skinny African child started following them while dragging his steps.
“Bump into me.” T6 reminded G3, they can’t give it to him directly, so why not use another way to do so.
When they were about to reach the hotel, T6 and G3 saw the two tall and sturdy African waiters standing by the door, white shirt, black suit; the cleanliness of their clothes was a huge contrast to the kid that was chasing them.
“Stand there, you brat!” One of the African waiters spotted the child and walked over briskly, driving the kid who was attracted by the smell of food with a fierce gaze in his eyes.
As if being shocked, G3 suddenly dodged into T6…
“Pa-tak,” the boxes of steak in T6’s hands all fell onto the ground, and two of the steaks even fell onto the floor, out from their containers.
When the kid noticed that, his movements became extremely agile; while the African waiter was charging over, a hand quickly picked up the steak that was closest to him and dashed out of the African waiter’s line of sight like a monkey.
“I’m sorry, sir, for disturbing you.” The African waiter straightened his previously fierce-looking face and bent down his waist to pick up the steak as well as paper boxes that were wrapped in tin foil.
And one of the steaks that had dropped onto the floor wasn’t picked up.
“Very sorry, sir, our hotel will compensate you for your loss; I am really sorry for my loss of etiquette.” He apologized sincerely, which made G3’s complexion turn better.
After taking the steaks that were passed to him, G3 glanced at his purlicue and replied in stiff Arabic, “Do your job!”
And left quite arrogantly, T6 extended his hand, “Sorry about that, my friend’s mood isn’t good. Also, he is very timid.”
“It is my fault, once again; I express my apology towards Sir’s friend.” The African waiter extended his hand, after shaking it with T6, he pulled his hand back and expressed his apology once again.
