The Inappropriate Taste

Chapter 42 - He is

"How are you, Dimas. Long time no see. Now you look even better." A middle-aged man named Jeremy shook Dimas' hand.

"Good, Om. Om how are you?" Back to asking.

"Je as you see it now."

"I'm sorry, Om. I'm interrupting the time for this gini afternoon."

"No papa, Om also there is no meeting schedule today so can meet you here."

A servant came to bring their order. Indeed, Dimas asked to meet Jeremy at a restaurant as well as lunch.

"Oh yeah, Om. How is Brian. Haven't seen you in a long time?" tanya Dimas was making small talk.

"He's getting busy, Mom. Especially now that he is on a mission," Jeremy said half-whispering.

"What mission, Om?" Dimas also whispered.

"If you meet him in bartender clothes, pretend you don't know. Don't call her name." Jeremy was still talking half-whispering.

"Oh, so she's nyamazing, huh, Om? Great, even though the bartender will talk a lot with the drinker. While Brian himself males talking."

"He pretended to be a mute" Jeremy said.

"Huh?" Dimas was shocked to hear Jeremy say. "Well, what a totality, Om."

"He said that rather than get his disguise out, he would rather be a mute. And again, his appearance is now different, Mas. Her hair's gondrong, wear glasses again."

"Om, if I may know, where does he work? I mean, which club is he at?"

"On jl. The tongue of the in-laws."

"Emmm Brian called Om, huh? Kok Om is very clear about the mission he should not tell anyone. Isn't that her secret?" Dimas looked doubtfully.

"You're smart, Dimas. Yeah, Brian called Om this morning. He said Om can tell you this. You see, of the many people, only you can know him even from a distance."

"I just happen to want to, Om." Dimas chuckles.

"But you'd better meet him at his boarding house. If at work it will raise people's suspicions" said Jeremy.

"Yes, Om. Where's the hostel address, Om?"

"So that Om said. Jg. In-law tongue. That's the address of the hostel."

"Oh, I guess the address of the club's, Om."

"Say he's waiting for you in the afternoon at five. He also said don't bring anyone else" whispered Jeremy.

"Okay, Om." Dimas gave his thumb.

"Hello, honey. I came home late, yeah. There's important business."

"Yes, this is about Yulia. You're at home, yeah."

"Yes, I'll buy it. Yeah, I'm driving again. Just now, yeah." Dimas turned off the call.

He was on his way to Brian's house. Very strange because Brian seemed to have read his movements.

Tokkk tokk.

Dimas knocked on the door of a boarding house that Jeremy had told him about. Not long after, the door opened with a figure that Dimas saw this morning.

"Oh, hi Bri,,,,,,"

Not done Dimas said, Brian had already pulled it in.

"Can't it be softer to welcome a great guest?" asked Dimas with an annoyed face.

Brian looked out from behind the window curtain. It seemed like he wanted to make sure that no one was following Dimas.

"Sit down!" Brian pointed at the sofa.

"Sit's a big sit-down, Bri."

"Call me Diki, not Brian."

"Oh, yes, under your pseudonym, yes." Dimas nodded in understanding.

"This is what you're looking for?" brian asked, showing a picture of Yulia gulping wine at the club where Brian worked.

"Lho! You know what?" asked Dimas in surprise.

"I'm a cop. My position can be high because my instincts are strong and always right. Ever since you almost unpacked my disguise earlier, I have been directly investigating your data and those around you. Turns out Yulia's your wife's ex-husband's wife, right?"

"really. Wow is great, Bri. So, you know I want to free Yulia from her husband?"

"Yes, but you better not have to intervene. Actually I will also save Yulia from there. But I still need time. My real mission is to expose the club owner's crime because he's suspected of being a drug dealer. If I release Yulia now, then my mission will be in vain. You'd better free him the way you used to, Mom. I'm sure you can."

Dimas. "All right." But if my ways don't work, then you have to help her."

"I promised I'd help him if my mission was already on. I'll just wait for the club's owner to make the transaction and arrest him."

"Do you know her home address?"

Brian walked over to his closet drawer. He took a piece of paper and gave it to Dimas.

"Thank you, Bri, uh I mean Diki. Yeah, I'm home, yeah."