Nutritional

4. Hotel Guests

Zombie hotel, me,

Twenty years after Zizi was born. One week after Zizi's Birthday was held along with the opening of Zion's new hotel.

The hotel with the theme of zombies and also the stars of the world of entertainment is crowded with young people who deliberately want to taste sleep in the midst of gripping horror nuances.

Zombie hotel itself does not all rooms have a ghost theme, only two floors actually provide horror rooms, while the other three floors are ordinary rooms like other hotels.

Only for the lobby, restaurant, to the reception desk and hotel corridor is designed as a haunted house with several mannequins that seem to have ghosts there.

The unusual hotel was in fact quite inviting curiosity of many people, especially young people who are now hungry for materials to update on social media.

The rain fell not too hard that afternoon, a middle-class car entered the courtyard of the zombie hotel and parked not too far from the entrance.

Four young men got out of the car and ran towards the hotel building.

The four young men were made up of two boys and two girls.

"Members two rooms Mba."

Said one of the guys whose hair was a bit floppy.

The receptionist looked at the four guests, from the look of those eyes they were immediately busy confirming.

"He's the same, I'm the same."

The dapper hair guy points at the chick with the chick, while he's going to one room with his boy friend.

The receptionist nodded with a smile.

"Order what room? The usual or the theme?"

Ask the receptionist.

"Vampire Theme."

Said the two girls who were next to the smack-haired guy. They are enthusiastic about choosing vampires because the shadow will be like in the Twilight movie. Hihah...

Yes vampires from abroad, and Caucasians are almost all handsome, wkwkwkwk...

"Both vampires?"

Ask the receptionist.

The fat hair guy immediately shook his head.

"No Ma'am, I picked the pocong."

Said the fat hair guy.

"Don't poconglah, no art."

Said the other guy.

Just then a pocong passed by, and said pocong no art it was certain he felt humiliated.

The female pocong then bounced near the guy who had said that there was no element of his art, wanted a nabok but his hands were wrapped, so he was a header.

"Oh, my man."

The guy rubbed his head that hit the shoulder.

Haiy...

Watch out later tonight, I make you wet your stomach. Tekad the pocong.

"So how? What theme would you like to take?"

Ask the receptionist.

"Just be on the count."

One of the girls.

"Jiaaah, please."

Said the fat hair guy.

"Laaaaah Cemen, it would fit a guy take a kunti."

The girl who chose to laugh giggles.

"Don't laugh so Si, nakutin."

Said the big boy again.

"Well, you who want to make content here even afraid."

"Yes, it's not that extreme."

Said the fat guy.

"It's just the zombies."

"That which is not in Indonesia."

Said the girl.

Laughing fat guy.

Know this son of atu.

After the receptionist took care of their booking and they completed the payment for two nights, the receptionist gave them the room keys.

"Three floors yes."

Said the receptionist.

"Have a good time."

Said the receptionist friendly.

"Okay Ma'am, this is not nothing I've also been happy to see the smile of Mbak."

The flabby hair guy was even tombal, making his three friends outcropped.

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