Unconditional Love?
Chapter 10

Gilbert looked up to hear the little boy's confession. Those who struggle around him today, work hard not for the rich. To fill their stomachs.

"May be successful, later." Darwis patted the boy's shoulder gently. "May Mr. Adek also later regret for abandoning you."

Dervish speech made Gilbert realize, almost he shed tears because his mind was immediately crowded imagining the struggle of the boy.

"What song do you want to sing?" ask the busker.

"Your song is the deck" said Darwis.

"Bang Eko ...." The driver started playing the ukulele.

"I am not the one who is now

Kicked my brother in my darling

I used to suffer

Now I'm happy ...."

"Weih ... sound bang Eko cool ..." praise the busker.

The song continues, some road users stop listening to the mrsanya Darwis, even some throw money two thousand in front of the 3 people.

The little busker stopped playing the ukulele, he gave Gilbert his pocket. "Bang, because my brother was silent, my brother's job was to accept the saweran ...." The busker played his ukulele again.

Brush!

A burst of instant detached from Darwis' mouth. Luckily, he covered his mouth with both palms. Darwis was unable to hold back his laughter, seeing Gilbert a CEO of a large company have to rely on their snacking.

"Lucky brother closed, if the door is not closed, the address is wet face ane," complained the boy.

"Further singing bang, sound good!" said one of the road users who stopped.

The singing continues, until the song is finished, the road users ask for a follow-up song.

"Look bang, almsgiving let us be happy," pinta one of the listeners.

"I'm just an ordinary man. I can feel pain and happiness. Let me speak, so that you may also understand ...."

Inevitably Gilbert approached listeners who wanted to give their money away.

"Please ... Thanks ... thanks ...."

I swear by what? Oh love ... why is this so good! Gilbert's screams.

But considering this was the source of the busker's happiness, he tried his hand at spirit.

"Love for love, Hekkkk!" Dervishes are not strong with their high tones.

"Yes ... Bang Eko ..." lamented the busker.

"Sorry deck, and everything." Dervish cupped both hands in front of his chest.

"Replace the song yes, forgive the whimper of my voice," said Darwis.

"May-behave, a song that shahdu bang ...." Requist one of the listeners.

"Well, I remember one great song. Ehem!" Darwis tried to normalize his voice back. "Tiara, memamit memories of the school age. Tiara, I dream we are together on kayangan~. As if I could touch last night. On the night of the party, you whisper the word amulet in the ear~~~"

"Uwuuuu, merdunya ..." praise one listener.

"Such a voice ..." Praise the others.

Because of the song, some passersby stopped listening to the song 'Tiara' which is currently sung by Darwis.

Gilbert did not think, if his Assistant had pent-up talent, all this time he only knew to rule Dervish, with whatever he wanted. Gilbert also enjoyed the song Darwis sang.

"If--- Ehek! Uhuk!" Darwis was not able to sing well that part of the tone.

"Hhhhhhh!" The listeners were disappointed, they immediately dispersed.

"Uhukkkk! Uhukkk!" Darwis tried to stop his cough, but still he could not stop coughing. Darwis' hand waved asking his listeners to hold on any minute.

"That suck!" that little busker.