Puzzles
Episode 67 - A Gift for Someone

Ghare got out of the taxi and immediately walked towards the hotel lobby. From the outside, the hotel looks great. There are a lot of gold-shaded knickknacks here.

"Good day, sir... Can we help you?" ask the security guard in front of the hotel.

"I want to go to the receptionist" Ghare said without a smile.

"Oh, please... It's on the left, yeah." said the security guard kindly.

Ghare nodded, then immediately walked into the hotel. His feet stepped towards a tall table with several people inside.

"Hello, good afternoon... Can anyone help?" ask a beautiful woman.

"I'd like to meet people on this business card, would you?" ask Ghare.

The woman took the business card Ghare showed her. "Mom Deina? This is the hotel manager, Bli. Did you make an appointment?"

"Oh yet... I came suddenly because there was business with him" replied Ghare.

"I can't allow to meet the manager if there's no appointment yet" he said politely.

"Where can you help me contact him? Let me talk later." Ghare closed the distance to the guard table.

The woman looked at Ghare uncertainly. "Steady can't, communication with the manager is limited to the schedule, but I can help contact the secretary."

"Mm, okay, no problem." Ghare breathed deeply.

"Just a minute, Bli." The woman began to press a few numbers on the phone.

"But he's in the office today, right?" ghare's question stopped the woman from dialing the number.

"I haven't seen Ms. Deina in the morning, but I'm trying to confirm it to her secretary." The woman re-entered the number and started calling.

(Ringing)

"Hello, Salsabila? I'm from the receptionist to ask, Miss Deina is in her room right now?" ask the woman.

'Mr Deina didn't go to the hotel today.'

"Oh that, okay... Thank you." Thank you." The woman closed the phone again.

"Where?" ask Ghare again.

"Mrs Deina didn't come in today" said the woman.

"Ga's in? Why ya?" ask Ghare.

"Sorry, that's part of privacy... Bli can come here again tomorrow" said the woman, smiling.

"Can I tell you the address of the house?" ask Ghare again.

"I told you it's part of privacy" the woman said.

"I need it once, there is an important business that I have to finish" Ghare said.

"Sorry, we can't help with privacy-related matters. That's the rule here,"

"Here, I give it back." said the woman handed Deina's business card.

Ghare took the business card and looked at him in disappointment. He was dead-end because he was running out of time.

The woman smiled at Ghare, while Ghare was silent with a cold look. "Huh..." Ghare got out of the hotel.

His eyes glanced around, there was no taxi that had been here. He had to call back to travel in Bali. "How else should you do?" ask Ghare slowly.

"Good day, can anyone help you again, Bli?" ask the security guard there.

"Do you know Miss Deina's home address?" ask Ghare.

"The address does not know, but the location of the residence knows," said the security guard there.

"Where around, sir?" ask Ghare.

"Sorry, Bli... The rules here should not tell the personal matter of the worker," the security guard explained.

"Well, that's real? But, I still can't tell you because there's no evidence of a fallid."

"Yaudah, excuse me first." Ghare immediately left the security guard because he was annoyed not to get information.

Why are there so many rules at this hotel? Ghare walked to the hotel courtyard. He stood in front of the hotel looking at the business card in his hand.

"Gua seems to have to drink first, so you can focus more." Ghare kept the business card in his shirt pocket.

His eyes glanced forward and saw one cafe there. The cafe looks crowded. Ghare crossed the street and entered the cafe.

He found an empty chair and sat down. "What do you want, Bli?" ask the waiters.

Ghare looked at the menu book that was in front of him. "Lemonad 1, eat it later."

"Well, wait for ya."

Ghare stared at his surroundings flatly. His mind was filled with questions. How could he meet Deina?

'Even in the same city, the cave can't find you nyokap quickly.'

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Sasa entered the Mall that he had just visited. His feet stepped towards several clothes racks.

He then became interested when he saw a clothing store with several jackets in it.

Sasa walked into the shop and began to look around. "Excuse me, can I help you?" said someone who was already standing next to Sasa.

"I want to find a puffer jacket for men."

"Oh, there's a. can be seen in the left corner" the shopkeeper said.

Sasa stepped towards the left corner. In front of him there are now a lot of puffer jackets on display. "This is one of our limited puffer jackets, there's only 1." Sasa looked at the jacket now held by the shopkeeper.

Sasa stared like a dongker-colored puffer jacket with a milky chocolate pattern in the middle. At the bottom there is a very cool fire picture.

"The size is right for a guy whose body is a bit full?" sasa asked as he held the jacket.

"It can be one size and there's only 1. If his brother wants, I can give him a 20 percent discount as a bonus."

"By, I bought this one." Sasa then walked over to the cashier's desk to pay up immediately.

His eyes were immediately captivated by the limited jacket. "The total is 875,000, want cash or m-banking?"

"M-banking only, let me tf now." Sasa reached into his phone to pay digitally.

"Here," the shopkeeper said, handing over the payment number.

"Yes, yes" said Sasa showing evidence.

"Thank you, Brother..."

Sasa nodded and immediately walked out of the shop. He then glanced back at the bag in his hand. This gift, hopefully the one who receives will like it.

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"Please enjoy" said the waiter at the cafe.

Ghare smiled and sucked up the lemonad. He then pulled out a business card in his pocket. "This name card, there's only an office address."

Ghare then looked at the gloubel hotel that was still affordable by his view. He then returned to the business card. His eyes were fixed on the number there.

"Number, why don't you think?" ask Ghare.

Ghare went back to reading the number. He then reached into his phone and recorded the number there. "What's the phone cave itself?" ask Ghare again.

Ghare seemed to be doubtful of his intentions. "But, I think it's better to go straight to the cave, because if the cell phone cave is going to be at risk of disappearing from nyokap, it's going to be harder."

Ghare put his phone back and stared blankly at the card. "Gua has to find another way..."