I felt uneasy when we parted after our tour. The next time I would see Ruen would be in Fortville City and the hours without him, I knew, would be torture.
He said that he would visit Mr. Rafael at the main city to talk to him about something, but he didn't tell me what.
I kept my worries at the back of my mind. It was Alona's birthday today after all which was why I should wear a smile and a pretty beach dress.
At twelve noon, my friends and I arrived in the Morlave Restaurant. The restaurant had a cool atmosphere, playing a reggae music and with decorations like those in a fiesta. Banderitas and coconut husks and shells were everywhere. The building itself looked like a mixture of Asian and Moroccan style. It emitted a welcoming aura and with a mixture of sophistication.
We headed to
