Night In Mexico

Barceló Mexico Reforma

Currently, precisely at 11 pm in Mexico, Leo is already in a five-star hotel which of course has high quality. He was very grateful to be able to set foot on the floor of the hotel room where he was.

Remove the tuxedo on his body, then place it on the hanger standing by the dresser. Loosening the tie, while his feet began to remove the shoes that became the footwear along with black socks without a motif.

He carried a briefcase that only contained simple equipment, others he could buy later such as a change of clothes or other items. Place it just above the nightstand, then exhale slowly.

Thinking about the woman who answered the phone earlier, he knew nothing about it. When he stopped talking to remember the voice, the woman on the other hand asked him presence instead. He is still not satisfied because he has not found the owner of a voice whose ears have ever known, has good suggestions for just chatting.

Her voice was soft but annoyed this time, though she didn't say anything other than asking where Azrell was, right?

Ah, remember that woman, he did not reply to the spam chat that came to his cellphone.

Tok

Tok

Tok

(Knock on the door)

"Sorry, room service department. Sorry, sir, your dinner order is ready." said a man knocking on the door from outside.

"Yes, just come in," he said in a baritone voice that immediately disturbed the atmosphere. Yes, he indeed ordered a menu to prop his stomach before falling asleep. Sounds like a calorie take and it's not very nice to eat it at this hour which is almost midnight, but what else can you do? His stomach was rumbling.

The room door opened and then a man in uniform appeared who started to enter the room, pushing the trolley service stand.

"Sorry, sir," he said, again speaking polite words. Leo just nodded his head, opened the watch wrapped around his wrist, and placed it slowly on the nightstand too.

He let the man do his work, starting to arrange a serving of food and alcohol on the table opposite the sofa.

Taking the wallet from his pocket, then getting up from his chair to hand over a few bills as a tip. As a thank you for being able to serve well on time.

"Thank you very much," he said, holding out the dollar in his hand.

The maid looked at Leo with an expression of disbelief. "But sir, it's too much," he said, protesting in an uncomfortable voice. In his entire life, he only ever got a tip of $25 as a tip. But this time, Leo can give him $100?

Leo raised an eyebrow, then forced the waiter's hand to reach the dollar bill in his hand. "Think of it as a gift at night, right?" he said with a warm smile.

For Leo, wealth isn't everything. He is very against if many people say 'money is the main key'. Because everything can never be achieved without hard work, not without money, right?

Money is easy to find, for example, what he is doing now for waiters. It may sound like a waste of money to pay for someone else's performance, but it's true because it has helped other people.

"Thank you very much, sir. May God always brings happiness to you," said the servant, showing a very polite expression of peace, clearly printed on the surface of his face.

Bowed politely, then accepted with a sparkling gaze at Leo's kindness. He again grabbed the handle of the trolley he was carrying, then stepped out of the hotel room so that his guest could carry out his activities.

As for Leo? He who had been watching the service disappear due to closing the door tightly again immediately turned his gaze to the menu that had been ordered.

Fajita and tequila were the perfect complements to his dinner of the day. It was true that London time and also the time in Mexico were 6 hours ahead, so now Leo was feeling very hungry.

// Fyi; cuts of beef, especially the steak portion served in roast beef. This long, narrow strip of meat, like a small belt, lives up to its name. This roast can be served wrapped in a flour tortilla or it can be served with onions and pepper straight from a sizzling skillet. //

Before starting to land his ass on the very soft sofa, he was immediately moved to take his cellphone so that later when eating he could still browse the news or just open social media.

"I got you," he said after the cell phone he was looking for slipped into his hand. He returned to the table and the sofa relaxed, only now did his butt land there.

Dinner, alone, quietly. Once again alone, made him hope that a strange woman would come into his room and say he wanted to meet his master. Ah no, that's a ridiculous thought.

"Come on, Leo, this isn't London. And what kind of crazy woman flies to Mexico alone to see her boss?" he asked himself. As a result of that thought, he chuckled.

Take the available cutlery and cut it into small pieces of meat, then slowly enjoy the beef which tastes incomparable. There is a lot of food in Mexico, maybe if he brought Vrans and Xena it would be better because this innocent sweet girl likes various kinds of snacks. He must recommend this country as a honeymoon place for his son and lover.

Alternating with the chewed food in his mouth, now his hand is playing his cell phone casually opening the comforting writing. Football player posts and goal-shot videos are the most interesting things to watch.

His left hand which was still holding the fork only stabbed the beef and then put it in his mouth.

Ting

A notification appeared on his cell phone screen. He forgot that in London it must be nearly six in the morning. Open the notification from Instagram, then open Azrell's snapgram which marks himself there.

"Good morning, richest president director," he muttered reading the title printed on the status.

With a little annoyance, Leo immediately put the fork in his hand and his fingers began to dance on the phone screen to answer the words that were meant for him but could be seen by many people.

"Good morning too, Azrell."

That was all he typed in reply. There was no special call except 'dear', it was also enforced by Azrell. So he preferred to call her directly by name only.

After that, he logged out of Azrell's account to see Felia's post that appeared on the front homepage. Leo could see the smooth legs in the blanket, but the camera was pointing toward the television hanging on the wall. The writing of the famous Hollywood film is plastered there, especially when the outstretched hand is holding a very cute sun bear Tumblr.

Felia always has the charm behind her very simple appearance. And yes, it looks like Leo is starting to get interested in that simplicity.

Seeing the caption that the woman typed, then Leo chuckled.

'Watching with a real lover (Tumblr bear)?'

How could Leo not chuckle when the caption was like that? Think of Bear Tumblr as her boyfriend? Very funny. Even wanting to leave a trail of comments made him roll his eyes because that's not a good thing. After all, it's bound to cause public trouble.

Try ignoring posts that are honestly very aesthetically pleasing, then move on to the woman's account. Yesterday Felia followed his account, he just followed an account whose followers didn't reach 100 people. Yes, according to him, Felia rarely exists on social media, making this woman narcissistic and posting her face on an account.

Felia has a face with natural beauty. If she wears less makeup and wears more elegant clothes like other women, she can bet she will be in the spotlight of the world.

He knows very well that in this world there are people who are born rich and vice versa, maybe that's Felia's reason.

Scroll the screen and check all the posts that always show Felia's body parts such as legs, arms, and head with great interest. Does that woman never take a photo with her face? Or is she really against taking pictures?

Gosh, why does Leo look like a guy who likes to stalk people like this? Slowly he rubbed his face, then exited the social media app and placed his cellphone on the table. Looking back at the food menu, he chose to take a sip of tequila.

Ah, a delicious mix with a racing heart. Don't let him be curious about Felia's figure because he used to do the same thing with Azrell, but after getting the woman's attention, gradually boredom landed in his heart.

He likes sorting out women, but if Felia falls victim to his heart for the next one, he won't be willing to hurt her.

"The perfect night," he said, enjoying the fajita in peace.

Loving solitude does not mean lonely, sometimes humans need the right time to pamper themselves according to circumstances.

And now, Leo indulges this famous dish.

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