
" Aahhhh.I forgot my bag." I shouted in the room.
I put together my stuff, and it turns out my little bag is gone. I don't know where I forgot about it, I tried to remember.
" It looks like it's left on the lobby couch, let me see it." I muttered.
I went down to where I was sitting, I tried to find him. And it turns out my guess was right, my bag was still on that couch. I took it but something was blocking me.
"excusez-moi, est-ce le votre?¹." said the man who got in my way.
I just kept quiet hearing what he said that I didn't understand at all.
" Ogh Tuhaann how is this, I don't understand the language here at all." My inner self
The man looked at me closely, and he seemed to know that I would be confused.
" You're from Indonesia, right?" ask the man suddenly
" Do you speak Indonesian?" ask me curious.
" Yes can dong, my mother is a native of East Java. This is yours?" ask him suddenly.
" Yes, I just got here today. My cousin reported and I sat here, and I forgot to take my bag up to my room" I said, picking up my bag.
But he stopped me from reaching for my bag, and I wondered why he would do such a thing.
" I told you this is my bag, why are you getting in the way? I'm in a hurry." I said a little annoyed.
" What is the evidence that this bag belongs to you? Can you tell me if this bag has you and intends to steal." he accused.
Hearing his words my emotions immediately ignited, I could not stop thinking if anyone accused me of being a thief at this time.
" What the hell? This is clearly my bag. Really say thieves, is there a thief suit like me?" ask me emotions while pulling my bag but still in the way of this man.
" I just want proof that this bag really belongs to you, if you don't want to get in trouble mending you proof of well" he said.
" Well, if that's what you're waiting for here let me call the security guard to open this bag" he said.
" Why call the security guard? You want to trap me." I said a little scared.
" Iihhh that there are you who want to trap me, it could be that in the bag there is a strange item. I opened it so I got in trouble." he said as he passed.
I just fell silent at the man's words, it felt like I really wanted to curry favor with that very irritating person. Before long I was peeling in my heart shocked by the arrival of two security officers. The man talked to the security guard while occasionally looking at me and pointing at the bag that was still sitting sweetly on the sofa. The security guards approached my bag and unloaded all the contents in my bag, they read my passport and looked at me.
" Ce sac est bien le votre, madame, s'il vous plait, ne vivez plus ngligemment²" said one security officer while leaving me.
It seemed like they believed that this bag belonged to me, I immediately looked cynically at the man who had accused me of such things.
" Are you satisfied? So people don't really believe it?" I said emotion while leaving him.
I got into the elevator and pressed my floor number, and it turned out that the man ran into the same elevator as me. I just kept quiet and didn't want to see her face anymore. The elevator door opened and I walked out to my room, but the man followed me from behind. I hastened my steps, it's possible that he had hidden intentions to me. My heart pounded and my cold sweat poured out instantly arriving in front of my room, I tried to brave myself to intercept it.
" Why did you follow me here? You have evil intentions huh." I snapped.
But he just kept quiet and passed me, and it turned out that he was my room neighbor. My face was red-faced to see him open the door of his room without saying a word to my accusation and made me feel bad for accusing him of tinkering with me.
" Bodo... He also accused me of not being" said I tried to calm my mind.
When I was about to open the door I just realized that my room card was left in the room even my phone was also left behind because I was in a hurry to pick up the bag before.
" Aarrrrggghhh.
Translation of :
¹ Excuse me, is that yours?
² This bag is yours madam, please do not stay carelessly anymore.