12 Badoets
Shuffles

"Outside it's quite blistering, let's go into my room first" the hotel's chief told Angel.

The air this afternoon was stinging even though the rain had flushed all night. While Angel only wears a tee shirt without wearing a jacket. The rush effect makes Angel forget about clothes. Even he only realized that his appearance was chaotic this time, even though he was meeting a man who had frankly liked him.

"Hey, why dumbass? Ayok. It's less nice if we're standing on a page like this. It looks like I disrespect guests." The handsome hotel leader grabbed Angel's arm and led her into the hotel.

Passing through the reception room, every eye was fixed on Angel's demeaning appearance. But even though everyone certainly admits, Angel is beautiful and sweet. His stern expression made a powerful aura of self radiate.

"Please sit down" said the hotel's leader, asking Angel to sit on the long sofa in his room.

"I don't have much time. I'm asking you for help. Check the Inca name in the hotel guest book. And let me see the cctv footage yesterday." Angel repeated her request. The hotel manager seemed to be breathing.

"I don't know what you're investigating and working on Angel. But somehow my hunch this time says you're doing something dangerous. Who's this Inca?" ask the hotel manager.

"an opponent. Please don't ask too many questions. Don't interfere in my business. Just give me what I ask for." Angel grunted annoyedly.

"If I don't want to give you your request, what?" The hotel manager squinted his eyes.

"Just look, I'll steal it" said Angel quickly.

"I thought you'd be that reckless. But as long as you know, cctv recordings and guest list books should not just anyone see them. It could be said this is very expensive Angel," said the hotel's leader. He sighed, feeling heavy agreeing to Angel's request.

"Should I pay for it?" Angel scrunched his forehead.

"Not with money" said the hotel leader quickly.

"Don't you dare fuck with me! Or I'll break your tipped jaw!" angel snapped out his tightly clenched hand.

"Ha ha ha, yes I understand. Can you not think badly of me? I can't possibly dare mess with you" said the hotel chief, smiling wryly.

"Then?" Angel glaring.

"I'll fulfill your request, as long as you want to dinner with me. The time and place is up to you. Please give me time and opportunity. Just this once," the hotel chief asked. He pleaded while looking into Angel's eyes. Very clingy and sincere looking.

"alright. But not in the near future," said Angel responded to the request of the hotel leader.

A happy face immediately radiated from the 35-year-old man. Finally he got a chance to have dinner with his daughter. All this time, he was ignored. But now, that opportunity comes.

"In the meantime, let me get you a guestbook and a cctv tape yesterday. You wait here. Make yourself comfortable. Emm, or do you want a drink? Want what?" ask the hotel leader to offer all facilities to Angel.

"No need," Angel replied slowly.

After the hotel leadership left, Angel immediately called Nilla. He asked if Nilla and Wildan had set out to search for Clown number 3. Nilla replied that she had not left home. According to Nilla, Wildan's body condition is still not too fit.

Angel speechless. His mind was far away. Wildan's figure suddenly flashed in his mind. The beginning of their meeting, also the quarrel that had occurred. From every moment that has been passed, Angel judged that Wildan is a weak man, absolutely not included in the dream criteria for him.

But if Wildan does not fit the criteria of a dream man for Angel, then why is he thinking about it now? It may be true that Wildan was weak and flabby, but the sincerity of his heart was always apparent. Even a man can love someone who wants to take his life. That's what surprised Angel.

Suddenly Angel remembered the scene with Wildan in the car to avoid suspicion of a golden watch that night. Wildan's hand touched Angel's body. Wide palms, and feels warm. Angel blushed alone thinking about it.

"Damn! Damnit damnit! Damnit damnit! Why does my brain remember that guy anyway?" murmured Angel was upset.

"Male? I mean Ngel?" ask the hotel boss with a faint smile on his lips. The man was already standing in the doorway carrying a small flash drive and a green-coated book.

"What? Cepet showed me the guestbook yesterday," Angel snapped, switching the conversation.

"Yes yes. Patience buukk." The hotel manager handed Angel a green book while the flash was placed on a small laptop on his desk.

A little hasty Angel opened the green-coated book. He really looks impatient. His round eyes immediately scanned the neat writing in the hundred-numbered names column.

"In a day so many of these who stay here," murmured Angel.

"Yes, this place is close to the beach. Besides not too far to go to the city center," replied the hotel's leader. The man did not want to boast even though the success of the hotel was the result of his hard work in terms of promotional design and improvement and service improvement. For him free arrogant in front of Angel, because the woman looks not tempted and does not care about someone's career.

While searching, Angel finally found an Inka Prameswari name along with its full address. Angel took her phone and took a picture. At the same time, the hotel's chief offered a laptop containing yesterday's cctv footage.

Angel several times hastened the video screening and found Wildan with a woman. Although not very clear, the woman named Inca looks beautiful. Angel's hand was clenched tightly. I don't know why he was upset and wanted to be angry.

It didn't take long, Angel again found the Inca figure in the cctv recording. The woman exited the hotel room alone, headed for the receptionist and continued to walk towards the parking lot.

"Ahh, who is this guy?" peeking Angel when he saw someone picking up the Inca. In an unseen cctv is clearly the figure waiting for the Inca in front of the car in black. One thing that concerns Angel, the figure who waited and picked up the Inca how to walk a little limp.

"The front CCTV is not good quality. Kinda opaque. I'm sorry if that doesn't help you" said the hotel chief.

"This has helped me so much. Really," said Angel quickly.

"I can request a copy of this tape, right?" Angel smiled as she thrust her flash. The handsome hotel leader sighed slowly and in the end complied with Angel's request.

"Whatever you're investigating and doing, please be careful. Stay away from dangerous things" the hotel chief said seriously. He was indeed very worried about that shoulder-haired woman.

"Ready, Mr. Manager!" Angel raised her right hand and saluted. Then the two laughed together.

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