Stay with me, Ken!
Room Lock
Al did not return home. He knew his papa's accomplices must have loved him. So that his existence is not smelled by them, he was forced to stay at the hotel. In keeping with the drama of the lies that had been spoken in front of her Papa.
"Ah, I didn't bring anything" muttered Al as he entered the hotel room.
He put his body in a soft bed. His memory is still fixed on the incident some time ago.
"Papa never changed. He still had so much faith in the woman who had destroyed his own family" Al murmured inwardly. He was suddenly sad when he had to remember everything. How the woman who was able to bring her papa to her knees, pretended to sacrifice herself for the future of Al.
"Munafic," her screeches restrained.
"I've been patient enough" he complained again.
He did not want to dissolve in his anger. Several times he took a breath and released it slowly. So calm, Al seemed to remember something.
Al saw his watch, the time has shown at 17:10 wib. He remembers Ken living alone at home.
"Ken," call Al as soon as the woman picks up the phone.
"Yes, sir," said Ken so politely.
"Please prepare some clothes for me and a laptop in the workspace. Get here," pinta Al in a half-rule tone.
"To here?" ask Ken in a confused tone.
"Paris Hotel,"
"Ken," call Al again.
"Yes, sir,"
"Quickly, yes. Take a taxi, take the money on the top nightstand,"
"Key, Sir?"
"Ga's locked,"
"Yes, sir. I'll prepare first,"
"Don't forget to close all the doors before leaving" Al reminded.
"Yes, Sir. I'll prepare first,"
"Ok, make sure your phone is active, yes!"
"Yes, sir,"
Al hung up. Shortly thereafter, he made another phone call. This time he was going to the hotel receptionist, he would open another room for Ken.
He accidentally opens a room so that no one knows if Ken's destination is to meet him. He wanted to make the impression that Ken was a guest who deliberately stayed at this hotel.
****
[An hour later ]
As directed by Al, Ken heads to the reception as soon as he gets to the hotel. Like a typical guest, he picked up the room key and headed to the seventh floor immediately. The place is room 705 which Al has ordered on his behalf.
Maybe because of dinner time, the lobby atmosphere is quite crowded. Guests coming in for a meal or some guests receiving a visit.
"It's weird for that guy to ask. Why do I have to come here and do all the commands" Ken began to shudder. His mind began to parno.
"The job of the maid of the present era is this time huh?" Ken kept thinking while on the way. Her taste has not been answered. Why did her mother's employer call and ask her to follow her to the hotel?
"Don't you?" thoughts again.
"Well, how's the make?" Ken became confused when he wanted to enter the room but he did not use the card given by the receptionist earlier. Actually he wanted to ask, but his prestige was quite high. He was embarrassed if his stupidity would be the laughingstock of the hotel staff.
Ken looked at the door handle, looking for a gap through which he could insert the card. Not yet found what he was looking for, he was struck by someone who greeted him kindly.
"Can I help you?" ask a young man wearing a white shirt with a blue bow tie.
"I forgot to put the card" Ken was forced to lie because he was caught by someone who might have seen his stupidity.
"Oh, for a second," the man was seen pulling something out of his pants pocket, but not yet knowing what he was going to do, Ken received a phone call.
"Yes, yes" he said again.
"Sorry, Mas. My mother's on her way here. I don't want him to assume a no-no against you. I just wait for him, it turns out the card is the same as him," Ken gave an excuse for the man to immediately step aside from his presence.
"Okay, I'm staying. Have a good rest" said the man so politely.
"Who is. Here's the employee or the scout angel,"
"Ah, bodo very. The lethings are safe" whispered Ken again.
After he looked up, making sure no one was around, Ken pretended to open his backpack and pull something out of his front pocket.
With a pretentious like, he inserted a card according to Al's instructions just now.
"Alhamdulillah, can," he cried inwardly as soon as he managed to open the door.
"You know him if I'm confused about opening the door. Ha. ha...," Ken laughed at his stupidity. Grateful for such a panicked situation, Al called him and gave a hint of his predicament.
"Ndeso..ndeso," he murmured again while laughing to himself.
Ken placed a backpack containing Al's clothes and laptop on the sofa at the side of the bed. Not knowing what to do after this, Ken breaks down, waiting for orders from his boss again.
"If this room has been booked in my name, it means tonight I can sleep here" he thought.
"Wow... this new lifetime sleeps in a luxury hotel," he exclaimed.
"Yes, sir" said Ken as soon as he picked up a phone call from Al.
"Come out, I'll wait in room 715, in front of your old man,"
"Byeah" cried Ken astonished.
"Buruan!"
"Yes, sir,"
Ken, who had been lying down lazily, was forced to get up and get out of the room that he had not yet fully enjoyed his comfort.
Sure enough, Al was waiting in his room. With just a single tap, the man had already opened the door for Ken and led him to the side of the bed.
"Where's my laptop?" al asked puzzled as Ken came just carrying his body. Away.
"In the room" he replied innocently.
" here! Where's card?" ask Al again. He reached out to the woman to ask for a room key. Al will pick up the things that Ken lives in his room.
"In the room,"
"Ken," cried Al who was getting upset.
"How can you get in your room if you stay on the card?"
"Oh, should I take it?" ask Ken with a sinless face.
"Ken....!" Shouted Al getting louder. He did not think, how could he meet someone this stupid?
"So how?" ask Ken between panic and fear.
"Just sleep here,"
*****
Hay everyone, forgive me for not being able to update more than one chapter, these weeks. For the sake of my loyalty to all of you, I had time to write even one Chapter so that the target to finish this novel in June can be realized.
Sorry, yeah!
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