chapter 3

After the man drank a glass of alcohol, Aril keep giving him glass after glass until he faint on the sofa. His college came one another to remand their boss that he can't be drunk to enjoy the delicious dish tonight. Their work make them more sensitive and vigilant than any ordinary people. They can't be dead drunk here, otherwise if someone have a bad heart seen them, they'll be reported to the top, their carrier will be over.

But the boss seems intoxicated with the alcohol and beauty, they want to take him back but he struggled and want to go with the beauty instead.

"Didn't you hear, i can take care of myself, there's this beauty besides me. You all go away.!" The boss became angry, they can only let him go with the beauty.

"Don't worry sir, I'll take care of him." Aril smile gently with rosy cheeks and help the boss came out of the room.

The two stagger until finally reached a parking lot. Aril rummage the man pocket to find the car keys. Found it!

The car lock beep and hurryly open the door and tossed the drunkard inside. Aril go to the drivers seat, turn on the car and step on the gas pedal and heading to the booked hotel.

This hotel and that Morena is owned by the same person, Madam. The LC who served those customer always came here, in doing so they'll get a bonus.

Aril snorted. He didn't care which hotel, as long as the plan keep up, he didn't want to stay in that place a second longer.

Aril thrown the man on the bed, take off his clothes and start to search every corneer. He found that the good stuff lay beautifully in the cabinet, bed drawer and under the bed, "so many.?!"

Madam really want to kill him. He heard that she found someone new, obviously she's too feed up with him.

Aril chuckle, these people are so hilarious. Between the new and the old, it's got nothing to do with him, unless the new one messed with him. He he.

The man is in place, the stuff is ready, at last he needs to acting later. Aril started to ripped his own clothes, grip his wrist hard until it left a red mark. He takes a deep breath and hit his head on the floor.

Hisss. It's hurts!

With dizzy head, he stood up and go to the bathroom to look at the mirror. He adjust the cut and applied some toothpaste. Hurts!

The wound now looks scary with a redder color like a serious injury. Aril look at the mirror and nodded in satisfaction. He grope his pants, found his phone and dialed an emergency number.

The phone connect, "he..hello, please save me!"