"Mister please let me go; I'm not a bad person. Just a moment, I'll just call my friend, I'm telling him where I'm at," explained Nema.

          Immediately the waiter let go of Nema. Nema searched for her cell phone in her pocket. She realized she had left her cell phone on the sofa. "I'm sorry but I left my cell phone home, mister," Nema told the waiter.

          "My goodness," the waiter said and abruptly pulled Nema and dragged her towards the manager's office. Nema tried to free herself.

          "Let go of me please, have mercy on me..." Nema begged in tears. The other customers of the restaurant started noticing them. They looked at Nema and the waiter. The waiter dragged Nema again.

          "Hey, let go of her!" the command of the nineteen-year