The Strange Girl Nathan's
Cashier Cafe

Nathan rushes into the car, coding Sapto who is now sitting at the wheel. Hisham and Sapto didn't ask much, they understood there might be something that can't be talked about in this place.

After exiting the school gate, Nathan asks Sapto to pull over the car for a moment.

"Stop it, Om!" nathan Pinta.

"What's up, Nat?" ask Hisham.

"Nathan went inside, I don't know. Nathan is suspicious of the principal. He's rich doesn't like Nathan talking about Sukma. Nathan did not know he was rich because it did not accept Sukma that one of the students there suffered from depression, or indeed he did not want to be caught Sukma depression came from there. Whatever it is, we have to suspect a little thing, right?"

Hisham and Sapto nodded. True, in this world, living humans must indeed be vigilant. Like animals that live in the wilderness, must always install a sense of sensitivity so as not to be prey. Because, humans as hew4n may have something in common. Both have weak preying instincts.

"I have tried to ask some students there, and the same age Sukma, only a few know him. Moreover, I was in a hurry again, afraid that the headmaster will follow and even upset me. So, do not have time to go around to ask too. Just a student I met along the corridor."

"So how did it go, when you went about Sukma to them?" ask Sapto.

"They only mention as seen in Sukma. Quiet, clever, and weird. That's it."

Sapto and Hisham exhale violently. "We should suspect the principal. But, it will definitely be difficult to go back there," said Hisham.

"Do we need to hire one of the students there to become a spy?" sapto's Suggestions.

Nathan shook his head. "We can't be reckless, Om. Except that is a person who already knows his background," said Nathan. Then he remembered the paper he got, "oh yeah, I got this, Pa. This rich paper was indeed deliberately given to Nathan, the same person who was mysterious and called himself MR. Black." Nathan thrust the paper at Hisham and Sapto for the two middle-aged men to see.

"Are you sure, this isn't a prankster?" ask Hisham while raising his eyebrows.

Nathan shrugged, "don't know. There was someone who hit me so hard, and fell on that paper. I don't know, it's a fact this guy knows or it's just a prank. According to Papa Om Sapto, we should follow his request or what?"

"Yes. Let's just try, but be careful." Hisham agreed.

After that, Nathan asked Sapto to turn the car in the cafe which is located in front of the school.

Nathan doused his cell phone number on a piece of paper, and got down from there. Nathan enters the green-themed cafe. The vines grow in the corner of the wall, each table has a mini-sized vase containing fresh flowers, and a view outside the window that spoils the eye. To the right of the cafe, the window directly facing the road, people who sit there can see the busy traffic. While on the left, the window faces the garden behind the cafe which contains many flowers. On the right wall, there was a mural of bright green densely-leaved trees. While on the right wall, there is a picture of the ocean mural with waves that roll beautifully. Even to the splash of water that comes from the waves with details drawn there.

Nathan who had earlier admired the look of the cafe finally realized. Later, one day he will bring Sukma here. It looks like a beautiful Cafe and full of tranquility like this will match Sukma.

Nathan walked over to order three drinks to take home and was welcome to wait at one of the tables.

When his name is called, Nathan heads to the cashier to make a transaction.

"Know Mr. Black?" nathan asked when the cashier had returned the card.

"Huh?"

"Mrs. Black!" nathan said again. "It's for him."

The cashier nodded slowly. "okay." That's the only answer.

Nathan exhaled softly, understanding that the female cashier did not want to say anything about Mr. Black's.

"Okay, just tell him to call me right away." The girl nodded again, and Nathan immediately bailed away from there.

While the Cashier's gaze followed Nathan's departure with a difficult gaze to interpret. "Mrs. Black's? After two years, I finally heard people call it again. Even from different people." He muttered with a small smile. "Will the strange girl come back?"