
2 Hours passed, the short story of 4 friends had arrived at the hotel where Rene lived while he was in Banten.
They extended their legs towards the receptionist table.
“sorry mba, can you please help me call my friend Rene, he is in room 101.” Said Ahreum who was straight at the core as soon as his step to the front of the receptionist table.
Immediately one of the staff who had previously sat he stood up to respond to the request of a girl who was now in front of him.
“It's good a minute I check first yes.” The friendly response then slightly bent his body to the computer in search of a name asked by Ahreum.
“maaf mba, on behalf of mba Rene already cheked out 1 hour ago.” His impression while standing up straight again with a straight look raged on Ahreum.
Ahreum frowned as if he could not believe what he had just heard from one of the hotel staff.
“can I check the state of the room occupied by my friend Rene?” ahreum continued because he felt something was wrong.
“hah? Sorry mba, we can't allow it.” Reject the staff by ending his friendly smile.
“the room is not occupied yet, right?
I want to check in.” sambar Nayeon who tries to help what she wants while removing a card and giving it to the staff.
“ohh.. I. yes well, may I borrow his ID card mba.” Pinta the staff once received the card atm owned by Nayeon, immediately Nayeon again reached into her small bag then took out her ID card and gave it again to the staff who were waiting.
“Mewhile I process first yes.” Sahut staff after perceived administrative requirements felt enough he was back to sit and process the chek in on behalf of Nayeon Christine.
“UUuu.. It’s true, Money is everything.” Hanna exclaimed who was immediately answered with a smile full of pride by Nayeon for successfully solving the existing problems.
“So this is what it feels like to be friends with the sultan.” Chirps Franky.
“you're no longer my friend, remember! Yesterday you agreed to be my bodyguard and driver.” Nayeon reminded me.
“ciihh..” grunts Franky a little annoyed.
The staff was back on their feet and then swiped Nayeon's atm card into an EDC machine that was on the table. “please mba pinnya.” Said the staff while positioning the EDC machine in the direction of Nayeon, to make it easier to directly enter the passcode of the card.
Directly fingers Nayeon flick also typing some code on the EDC machine. Shortly after the password is entered, a scrap of receipt appears out of the EDC machine, the staff on duty returned to play the EDC machine and then opened the receipt that had come out as proof of payment to be given to Nayeon.
“chek in his already I process ya mba, this atm card and KTP mba Nayeon.” Said the staff while giving the ID card, atm card along with a piece of paper proof of payment, with pleasure Nayeon received it and then put it back in her small bag.
“pak Arif!” call the staff earlier while directing his gaze at Mr. Arif who was walking in the hallway.
Immediately Mr. Arif turned his head then rushed to the receptionist table.
“Iya mba Karin.” The moment he got to the receptionist's desk.
“please take miss Nayeon and her friends to room 101 yes sir, here's the key.” Pintanya while giving an access card to Mr. Arif.
“well mba Karin.” Finally, he turned to his four guests.
“let me between mba, mas.” Said the man named Arif as he began to pull steps leading his guests to the room that had been booked.
“oke. Thank you mba Karin.” Ahreum said before they left the lobby area complete with a friendly smile, which was then immediately answered by a friendly nod and smile also by the receptionist staff named Karin.
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Arriving in a hotel room previously occupied by Rene, Mr. Arif then resigned because his duty was over.
The 4 friends were tracing every corner with their eyes as if looking for something that could be used as a clue.
“I just want to make sure if Rene has really left without saying goodbye, or.”
“or what?” added Nayeon who then walked closer to Ahreum who was silent looking at the bathroom door.
“dia murdered.” Timpal Rihanna also looked at the bathroom door.
Before they finally stepped into the bathroom.
“you think what I think Ahreum?” rihanna muttered softly as she swept the bathroom area with a probing look.
“Iya. The smell of bleaching clothes is so stinging. I think this is the place.” Ahreum said as he walked towards the bath-up and looked at it closely.
“what place?
Washing clothes? Instead of the hotel there is a laundry place, why did he wash his own clothes?” chirped Nayeon who suddenly broke the tense atmosphere that occurred at that time.
“aughh si**al!!” as if Hanna glanced at Nayeon sharply.
“you never watch a drama?
In the drama people often use clothes bleach to disguise the scent of blood.” Obviously Franky who gave a little enlightenment to his closest friend who was still not connected, Franky then went from the bathroom area leaving his three female friends.
“so right Rene was killed?
Should I call my father, I think it would be balanced if this fight between gangsters and other gangsters.” Nayeon advises her to pull out her cell phone from her small bag.
“didn't you say your father was out of that terrible organization.” timpal Hanna.
“Iya anyway, but.”
“friends!!
We need to get out of here!! The people we saw in the parlour yard yesterday, have now appeared in the hotel yard area!!” exclaimed Franky who was immediately met with shocked gazes by the three female friends.
“how can they track our whereabouts?” sahut Nayeon complete with a look of panic.
“ayoo fast we don't have much time!” take Hanna who first runs ahead of Ahreum and Nayeon.
They ran out of the hotel room with a feeling of fog. While his three female friends run in front of him, Franky prefers to watch from behind.
“wait!
I think they'll take the elevator too. We'd better get down the emergency stairs!” exclaimed Hanna when she saw the description of the floor above the elevator door was running.
He then turned back his body along with his three friends who helped turn the direction to the emergency stairs on the other side.
“let me in front!” exclaimed Franky while splitting the streets to occupy the leading position when the four of them had reached the emergency staircase.
Not without reason Franky now switched to the leading position, but he had predicted that the gangsters must have scattered some who climbed the elevator and some also chose to climb the emergency stairs in case the victim chose to go down using the emergency stairs.
Their steps sounded so rowdy because the fear that increasingly enveloped the fourth made them run nonstop down the stairs 1 by 1 accompanied by a roar of breath that began to feel tight in the chest.
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