My secretary the Old Virgin

16. Scarves

Fikri enters the cctv chamber. Everyone who was in the cctv room was shocked when Fikri entered the room suddenly.

“There can I help you with, Sir?” ask the cctv officer.

“I asked for a cctv recording around the room five empty llima heading to the emergency stairs and all cctv exits of the emergency stairs,” Fikri told a cctv room officer named Karno.

Karno helped find the cctv that Fikri asked for. Finally they found the cctv footage requested by Fikri. But in the footage that came out of the emergency staircase the man was no longer wearing a hat and face cover. Even the style of her clothes had changed so as not to look like the same person. But the color of the dress remains the same.

“That's the way to where?” ask Fikri to Karno.

“Road to employee locker,” replied Karno.

“You know her name?” Fikri pointed to the picture of the person he suspected.

“Lack clear, sir. But it looks like that person is called Ajie,” Karno replied.

“OK, thank you,” said Fikri.

Fikri and Nessa get out of the cctv room to the locker and change for the employees.

The sudden arrival of Fikri made everyone who was in the locker room shocked. Especially soon the time for employee shift replacement. Before the suspects are released, they have to check their lockers right now.

“I'm looking for a scarf with this brand,” Fikri give a screen capture a cctv video. On the screen, it shows the face of a person who is covered with a hat and half of his face covered by a scarf. But the ill-fated brand of the scarf was visible to the camera.

“But a scarf like that many have, sir. Because the price is cheap,” said one of the employees.

“It's okay, I just want to know,” replied Fikri.

Suddenly an employee came out of the bathroom and joined his other friend. The smell of the soap pierced into Nessa's sense of smell.

“You just took a shower?” ask Nessa to the employee.

“Iya, Ma'am,” replied the employee.

“Ngapain you shower night-night?” ask Nessa suspiciously. All rooms in this hotel are AC.

“Gerah, Mom. The air is hot,” replied the employee.

“Oh, is that it? Now can you please open your locker,” said Nessa.

The employee was shocked to hear that.

“For what, Bu?” ask the employee as if to object.

“I want to find something,” replied Nessa.

The employee finally opened his locker. When he was unlocking his locker Nessa noticed a scarf hanging in the pocket of the employee's pants. Nessa gave a sign to Fikri and pointed to the guy's pants pocket.

“That scarf got you?” ask Fikri to the employee.

“Iiiya, Sir,” replied the employee nervously.

Fikri opened his phone and showed the man a screenshot.

“This is you, isn't it?” ask Fikri.

The person gulped when he saw the image shown by Fikri. Nessa directly pulled the scarf out of the guy's pocket. And straight spread that scarf. The scarf label on Fikri's phone and the employee's scarf are the same.

The employee's face was pale.

“Your name is Ajie, right?” ask Fikri.

“Bright, Sir,” replied Ajie nervously.

Everyone in the room was silent. They dare not speak anything.

“Who told you to go into my assistant's room?” asked Fikri sharply.

“Nob nobody, Sir,” replied Ajie.

“Alright, now you I fire. And I make sure you won't be able to work anywhere,” said Fikri.

Ajie immediately knelt down in front of Fikri while cupping both of his palms in front of his chest.

“Don't fire me, I was just told. I didn't take anything in my assistant's room anyway. Because there was nothing in his room,” said Ajie.

“Who told you?” ask Fikri again.

“If I have no authority here, why is he afraid that the file will fall into my hands?” ask Fikri.

Ajie just shut up.

“Listen all! I ask you not to tell your friends about this incident. I don't want anyone to know but you. Especially Mr. Robin. Until I can find evidence to hand it over to the authorities. Understood?!” fikri.

“Understand, Sir,” answer everything in the room.

“And you, you I forgive. But do not repeat such an act again!” fikri said to Ajie.

“Thank you, sir,” said Ajie to the worship of Fikri.

“Now you can disperse!” fikri.

Fikri and Nessa came out of the dressing room and went back to their room.

“Your idea is brilliant too,” praise Fikri when in the room.

Nessa got on the chair to pick up the gum attached to the cctv camera.

“You what, you?” asked Fikri saw Nessa climb on the chair while trying to reach the gum that stuck but did not arrive.

“You take the gum,” replied Nessa.

“You get down, I get it,” said Fikri.

Nessa got off the chair. Replace Fikri who climbed onto the chair.

“Please hold the chair,” Fikri said.

Nessa holds the chair so Fikri doesn't fall. Fikri stood on the edge of the chair so that it could stand even higher. And Fikri can pick up the gum attached to the cctv camera.

“Alhamdullilah, finally can,” said Nessa.

Fikri got off the chair and threw the gum into the trash.

“Now you are sleeping! Tomorrow we continue the work,” said Fikri.

“Good, Sir,” replied Nessa.

Fikri leaves Nessa's room and calls Mr. Warino. He asked to send some staff to check the hotel's files. While the task of Fikri and Nessa continues to investigate hotel employees who have made fraud.

***

Fikri and Nessa walk to the dining room for breakfast. When they were about to enter the dining room room they met Boyke and his wife named Hanna.

“Nessa, meet my wife Hanna,” said Boyke.

Nessa shines with Hanna.

“How many months pregnant, Tea?” ask Nessa.

“Four months,” replied Hanna.

Together they took the food that had been prepared in the dining room. They sat at a table.

“Then what happened last night? Why are you in such a hurry?” boyke asked in between their breakfast.

“Oh, that housekeeping officer who was told to deliver laundry owned by Mr. Fikri wrongly entered the room. He went into Nessa's room,” Nessa answered lying. He didn't want the commotion last night to disturb the comfort of hotel guests.

“Loh, how can you?” ask Boyke.

“We exchange rooms. Forgot to tell the housekeeping officer,” replied Nessa.

“When did you know that a housekeeping officer entered Nessa's room?” ask Boyke suspiciously.

“From cctv. Nessa forgot to tell me that Mr. Fikri is the adopted daughter of the owner of this hotel,” replied Nessa.

“Oh, Mr.'s foster son. Lee,” says Boyke.

“Akang knows Mr. Lee?” ask Nessa.

“No. It's just that everyone knows that this hotel belongs to Mr. Lee is a businessman from Singapore,” replied Boyke.