500 Million Men
Chapter 51. Feeling Bored

Arumi and Samuel were checking out the cctv in his house. The masked man appears to have entered the high wall next to the house. Then walk to the backyard and enter through the door in the kitchen.

It appears on the video screen, showing the man directly entering the workspace. Samuel pressed the pause on the keyboard.

"Look! He seems to know your father's office. This masked man must have entered this house," said Samuel.

Arumi agreed with Samuel. It is impossible for a thief to know very well the most important places that cannot be entered. What should be the target of ordinary thieves is not a workspace, but a homeowner's room. Because usually, valuables will be found in the room rather than elsewhere.

"It seems that he was deliberately heading into the study. When I saw him, he looked like he was looking for something at the table" Arumi said.

"From here, we can already guess the culprit. It seems he was looking for important documents about the company" Samuel said.

Arumi nodded in agreement with Samuel. He also continued the cctv video which was stopped by Samuel.

"Look! His body posture is high. Do you suspect someone with this posture?" ask Samuel.

"I can't guess right away, Sam. Unless I've seen his face" said Arumi.

"If you've seen his face, then you don't have to guess who he is because you already know the answer first" Samuel said, rolling his eyes lazily.

The two again noticed some of the scenes recorded by the CCTV. "Would we report this to the police?" ask Samuel.

"No need! By getting an attack like this, I was very determined to seize that company. Let's see, who will lose later," said Arumi while developing a sly smile.

....

Elsewhere, Fahri still wrapped himself in a blanket. The man seemed to be asleep in his dreamland. However, he was awakened by a knock on the door.

GEISHN ... GEISHN ...

At first, Fahri refused to open the door. The man thought that no one would visit him in the morning.

"Maybe it's just a prankster" Fahri said, closing his eyes.

But the knock on the door was getting louder. Makes Fahri have to wake up from his deep sleep. He stood up while dragging his painful leg. Very painful right in his shins.

He slowly walked towards the door, trying to endure the pain. The man unlocks the door, then turns the door handle.

"Sorry, Sir. Is it true that his name is Fahri?" ask the guy with the green jacket typical ojek online.

"Yes right" Fahri said.

"It's Sir. I deliver fried rice, beefy chicken, and coffee for you" said the ojek artisan.

Fahri frowned, rubbing his eyes. "In the meantime, I didn't order any food" Fahri said.

"Order on behalf of Miss Arumi" the man said.

Fahri breathed out harshly. Lately, Arumi has been sending her food too often.

"alright. Thank you, sir."

"Together, sir."

The motorcycle taxi driver left Fahri's contract. "He called me father, I called him father. While he called Arumi as miss," Fahri muttered while shaking his head.

Fahri lay back on his alakadar bed. The man was wearing a very thin mattress. However, he did not mind all that because he used to live simply too.

Fifteen minutes later, the sound of the door being knocked again. Fahri who was just about to fall asleep from his sleep also cursed annoyed. He tried to cover his ears with a pillow so as not to hear the knocking but still, the knock on the door disturbed his sleep.

He was limping because of his sore legs, not to mention his drowsiness which made the man really feel upset.

Fahri opened the door. He saw some people carrying a large cardboard box.

"What's this?" ask Fahri.

"There's a package, sir. From Miss Arumi." the introduction explained.

"Yes, but what is it?" asked Fahri who was upset because of his sleep disturbance.

"Cooling closet, sir. Where are you going to put it?" ask the delivery of the goods.

Fahri massaged his forehead. "Put it there" Fahri said, pointing to the kitchen.

After putting the refrigerator, he asked for a handover signature on Fahri. After that, leave the place.

Fahri tried to close the door. Then return to the bed to resume her delayed sleep.

But that didn't last long. Again there was a knock back. Fahri growled in annoyance. He also punched a pillow several times, spilling his regret because several times his sleep continues to be disturbed. Not to mention he had to drag his painful leg.

"What else is this time?" asked Fahri while opening the door. The man saw that there were about five people standing in front of his contract. In front of the gate, he saw a car full of furniture including mattresses and other items.

"Order from Mom ...."

"Arumy?!" said Fahri interrupted the speech of one of the deliverymen of the item.

"It's right sir."

Fahri rubbed his face violently. "Please wait a minute" Fahri said. The man went inside, picked up his cell phone lying on the bed.

He looks for Arumi's contact, then attaches the flat object to his ear. "What does all this stuff mean? Why did someone send me something so long ago and it's in your name" Fahri lamented to the girl across the phone without making any further small talk.

"I'm tired of being home all day. And I remember that in your house there are not many things. That's why I bought it all for you."

"Take back! I don't need it. Really, you're just interrupting my sleep!" as if Fahri was upset.

"Thank you. You don't have to work anymore. It should be relaxing and preparing to be my husband."

Fahri decided on his call unilaterally. It's free to talk to Arumi, because the girl always doesn't want a rejection.

At the same time, Arumi snorted annoyed that Fahri had suddenly decided on his call.

"He really makes me nervous. I really feel bored. I wanted to see her, but my face was like this. Lately why is he making me miss me all the time?" mumbling Arumi.

The girl turned her phone screen back on. "What more message for him to eliminate my boredom," he continued while scrolling the screen of the phone.

Connect ....