Chapter 38

I stood leaning against the wall door, "now what should we do?" I asked.

"Quick out? Should. They already know where we are, they could catch us secretly forcing us into the room, they can do what they want without people knowing," Ansel replied.

I nodded, "Right. But actually, I was afraid, what else will we be dealing with other servants, "I whispered.

"Yeah, I'm really scared too, but what can we do other than fight the fear? More afraid we're stuck here or we're being chased with the many possibilities we can do outside later?" asked Ansel looking up.

I nodded confidently. "Okay, after eating we immediately go out and bring important things"

"Fortunately they haven't put things in the room, so I don't bother bringing them now," said Ansel raising his hands to his waist.

"Oh!" I was surprised to hear, "Your things were too late to be brought to the room?" I laughed out loud, yeah indeed the service here is really bad.

Ansel nodded with a laugh.

After we discussed making a strategy to get out of the hotel room, we immediately ate his breakfast, without speaking again. After a few minutes, the food on Ansel's plate disappeared, I also had only a few spoonfuls left.

After that, we started cleaning up, after we finished we will look for the waiter who brought yesterday's stamp, ask for the stamp and ask what we should do after this. We left the room with our hats on, so we couldn't be seen with one glance. The servant earlier must have spread the information to all the servants even to the guards or even to the higher-ups.

We walked straight to the hotel living room. The crowd in this hotel returned to what was previously very quiet and quiet. Even earlier in the hotel hallway, there were many passing by, with various kinds of clothes in use, plus the screams from the end of the hall heard the screams of small children who liked to play.

From a distance we saw the waiter at work, his hand carrying a cutting board containing glass as well as red wine, not forgetting that there was a rag hanging on his wrist.

I was about to shout while waving but Ansel quickly restrained my hand from going up, while Ansel squeezed our hands immediately looked at each other, I just remembered his strategy.

We returned to acting, walking casually towards the waiter with dignity, "waitress may I have orange juice?" I asked smiling.

With a quick response the waiter raised his eyebrows, then the waiter nodded away, only a matter of seconds the waiter returned with two orange juice.

"You may sit there, so you can comfortably enjoy your drink" the waiter offered to sit at the far end of the table.

The two of us immediately sat down and enjoyed his iced oranges in a relaxed and calm manner, trying not to look intimidated. The waiter came to our table.

"I have exchanged the stamp into a key, the key is in my pocket now" whispered the waiter providing information.

I shifted my chair so I could hear louder. Our obstacle came back, and another waiter called our friend's waiter to deliver food to another place. She goes.

The maid who was manning the entrance looked at the two of us inquisitively, her gaze unmoved. I invited Ansel to pretend to chat about something, and Ansel quickly understood.

Ansel started the story, he was enthusiastic about the movement of his body, he told me about the holidays yesterday and he was also enthusiastic and couldn't wait to go back to school, I tried to reply to his story, I did the same thing. So that the waiter at the door is not curious about us.

In the middle of my story, my eyes also started to work, glancing occasionally to see if the waiters were still stalking us or not, for a few minutes they had not noticed us, I stopped immediately, sighed, and leaned my body against the wall of the chair.