MY BOYFRIEND LECTURER
SN 2
“Shit!! What the fuck?” Arkhan cursed to see the recording on the laptop he was monitoring.
How can even a foreign girl who looks on a laptop? Arkhan kicked the table annoyed to realize his work was in vain.
Obviously he had installed a cctv camera in the right hotel room to spy on his dark business opponents, believing that his business opponents would occupy the room, then why now that appears even a video of an unknown girl? Could his business opponents cancel the booked room? I don't know…
Instead of being angry that the mission failed, Arkhan now looks carefully at the video. His focus on his mission is disrupted due to the footage on his laptop. Arkhan brought his face closer to the laptop. His eyes are now more focused on observing. His fingers shifted the mouse, moved the cursor, enlarged the screen.
Oh…
Damnit damnit!
That girl, very charming. Jesus, Arkhan's hands are clenched. His mission about the dark business he was living in was canceled, even got a spectacle.
Arkhan groaned as his phone rang.
Just disturb! The pecker is in the heart.
“Halo..!” Arkhan held his breath as his eyes continued to watch over the beautiful girl in the video, his surveillance now moved to the other camera installed in the room. The girl left the bathroom to the room and changed clothes.
“Bang, looks like we got the wrong target. I saw precisely a woman who entered the room where we put cctv,” said Roki, Arkhan's men across.
“I already know. I'm going to that room now!” Arkhan disconnected the phone. Fold the laptop and put it in the drawer. He grabbed his jacket and stepped out of the room, without locking the door first.
With wide strides, Arkhan headed to the ninth floor by climbing the stairs. He stood in front of the elevator door to wait. Better to take the stairs. After all, it is only one floor different from the room on the eighth floor.
Arkhan was already standing in front of the door of the intended room. 324. Right, that's the room number that he installed the cctv camera by smuggling it there a few hours before the room in the message.
Arkhan turned the knob, the door was locked. His hand knocked on the door several times. There was no answer from inside.
“Sorry Mas, this room has no occupants. Just got the occupant out because he entered the wrong room.” A maid in a red vest uniform approaches Arkhan.
“Who are the residents you mean?” Arkhan tried to investigate.
“A girl. I forgot his name. His identity is on the hotel visitor list at the reception desk.”
“Oh.. But my friend booked this room. She's a boy, not a girl.” Arkhan is still investigating and calling his business opponents ‘myfriend’.
“I don't know about that. Maybe the receptionist understands better.”
His brain gave the idea that maybe they had changed sip. He was also lazy to think about it. The goal is to find out what exactly happened, why a girl who actually entered the room ordered by her business opponents.
“I want to book room number 324 for friends. Is the room filled?” Arkhan is fishing as if he were a detective.
“Numbered, Mas.”
“But I saw a girl enter the room. Means it's already filled people, why did you say no one filled?” arkhan's firmness made the receptionist shudder in horror staring at the sharpness of the man's eyes. Arkhan deliberately put up a fierce face plus his high speech intonation so that the receptionist opened his voice.
“Indeed, someone had already booked the room, but it was canceled. The room's booker claimed not to be occupying. And..”
“What is the room booker called Mario?” cut Arkhan.
“Iya, right.”
Exactly, that was the name of his business opponent. Arkhan nodded. His eyes glimpsed at the waiter carrying the tray and on top of it were a few small glasses of drink, like ginseng coffee.
Arkhan swallow. That's his favorite drink.
“Please drink, Sir. Special tonight we provide free drinks for hotel visitors.” The waiter gives the glass to the surrounding visitors.
“So essentially the room is empty or not?” arkhan resolutely continued his questioning at the receptionist.
“Master Mario cancels the order room without bringing his keys to the reception desk. He left the key in the room. So that the waiter who picked up to the room, and there was someone who was wrong to enter the room, Mas. But that guy's gone, kok.”
“Ah, yes you have. I didn't book that room.” Arkhan left the receptionist who gawked in wonder. Arkhan had already gotten an answer from his question.
The tray bearer's waiter turned his head as he passed Arkhan and offered him a cup of coffee. “Please, Mas. Special mala mini we provide free drinks for hotel visitors.” The waiter repeated his sentence.
Interesting offers. Arkhan had been intending to take the drink.
Arkhan reached out to pick up the glass, but the waiter first picked up the glass at the end of the tray and gave it to Arkhan.
Soon Arkhan downed him. The small size of the glass makes it able to bulldoze the drink only twice a sip. Then he returned the glass to the tray and passed it out in search of a fresh breeze.
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TB