A few hours later, they were sitting on the terrace of KFC in Kuta, pleasantly tired. Not like this was Dóra’s favorite place, but for Suwati, it was a big deal to eat fried chicken and drink coke at KFC. Dóra tried her best to show gratitude for his assistance without offending him. She taught him some English, and every once in a while, she bought him a pair of jeans, a T-shirt or two, or even sneakers. Suwati’s face glowed with delight each time he received such a gift, as if a long-awaited dream had finally come true. The kid loved eating at KFC, and Dóra knew that many local tourists probably thought that Suwati was offering her, the Western lady, s****l favors, and that’s why they were appearing together in public. She smiled to herself. Suwati was a sweet kid, a guileless teenager,
