Code 810: Disappearance of the Diatmica
Chapter Thirty Six
Meanwhile at the art gallery…
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“Log in!“
“Map needs my help?“ dalmar asked who had appeared from behind the door.
“I need to calm my mind,” replied Gilen while putting pen to him on some sheets of files that he should check before signed.
Dalmar took a few steps forward and closed the door to Gilen's office. He knew very well that what Gilen was going to talk about was something very secretive and that no one else could know.
Gilen rose from his seat and stood his back to Dalmar, looking up at the vast sky from the large window in his room.
“I knew him in a casino,” Gilen started his story.
“Who do you mean?“ dalmar asked in confusion as his boss spoke.
“That girl, Diatmika. He's a very deft and jolly boy,” continued Glen recounted.
“Why can you meet him there?“
“At that time I was accompanying one of our clients who came from Spain. Do you remember?“
“Mr Yosep will buy Picasso painting?!“ Dalmar tried to guess.
“One stop. He asked me to accompany him to play a few rounds and at that time I was also having problems with my wife.“ Gilen looked up at the clear sky today.
“I don't know that. All this time I think your relationship with your wife is fine,” Dalmar said.
“I plan not to share anything annoying in my life with others.“
“I understand sir,” replied Dalmar who was still standing by the side of the door.
After several times changing the position of sitting to find the most comfortable condition for his body, Gilen also said, “I do admire him.“
“Your wife or the Diatmika you mean?“
“Diatmika. She is a tough and hardworking woman. He worked at the casino as one of his efforts to keep going to college.“
Gilen told me with an empty look.
“After I lost two rounds, I tried to find you but I could not find it too,” continued Gilen told me.
“Possibly when you search, I was receiving a call from my wife at the time,” Dalmar was trying to save her.
“I don't know for sure, but in the end that night I met with Diatmika. My head suddenly hurt and soon probably had to take medicine. That night Diatmika who turned out to always carry the headache medicine that I used to drink, offered the medicine to me,” Gilen reminisced about the events of that night.
“And I also brought the medicine sir,” timpal Dalmar.
Gilen turned to Dalmar and smiled, indicating that he knew that Dalmar was always carrying the headache medicine everywhere so that when he needed it, Dalmar could quickly hand the medicine over to him.
But the fact that he didn't exist when the medicine was needed by Gilen is also inevitable or undeniable.
“That night he was scolded all-out by his team leader for being negligent in work and threatened to be dismissed, while he needed the job to be able to continue his studies.“
Now Gilen turned his face away from Dalmar and now looked at the shiny clean floor beneath his feet.
“Is that the reason you received it working here?“ ask Dalmar.
“Not. It was not me who accepted it working but I asked him to work here,” Gilen replied.
“You invited Diatmika to work here?“
“Iya. Moreover, only one day he was here his mother entered the hospital and needed a fairly large fresh funds in a short time.“
“So you give the money free?“ ask Dalmar.
“Providing freely? You're kidding Dalmar!?“
