
A middle-aged man, with a whisker curled over his mouth, and a height of 150cm, stood in front of the house.
"Assalamu'alaikum, babe ...." Love immediately grabbed the man's hand and kissed the back of the hand.
"Wa'alaikum salam. Who are you bringing?"
"Prospective new employee be."
"Relatedly they're good people? Ntar kaya Sumanto kemaren who enjoy the rights of people."
"What right of man, Wis?" whispered Gilbert.
"Sorry, pardon. What rights people do? Nikung bini's friend or girlfriend that friend?" ask Darwis. "Ouch!" Darwis is shocked, because Gilbert kicked his calf.
"Nikung right of people please, nyuri!" said babe cynically.
"Owh .. maling anyway ..." murmured Darwis.
"You're why exactly is Eko!" gilbert Protest.
"Rather than rumors of slander, it is better to ask directly to the person concerned, so the answer is certain!" sahut Darwis's.
"If you're a good person, I'm asking for your ID here!" pinta babe's.
A KTP? alamakkk's address was discovered before struggling, inner Gilvert.
"Hiks!" Suddenly Dervish sobbed, and he immediately sat down on the street. "Communicado .. tears, if I remember ..., hiks!" Darwis is getting sobbing.
"Elah tong .. cave ask your ID card instead sing while crying!" dumel babe's.
"How great our struggle wander ...." Still with the tune of the song 'Paradise On Mother's Foot'
Gilbert's worries disappeared immediately, as his stomach felt torn to pieces to see my crying drama played by Dervish.
"The first time we came to this city, we were pickpocketed! The prusss!" Darwis spouts liquid from his nostrils to the end of the shirt he is wearing.
"GODWWW!" Gilbert's getting nauseous.
"KTP, and other securities vanish, Aaaa ...." Darwis is getting sobbing.
"Nothing be, our looks are indeed vagabonds, but our souls are like-" the puzzled Dervish spoke with what word.
"What-like?" ask Love.
"You say like angels, heights" said Darwis.
Ntin! Ntinnnn!
The sound of the motor horn so tight that their focus is split.
"Be .. have his men put the cart in the right place, this is the road!" complains of road users.
"Sorry bang! They're new, this is again in training ...." Love ran and took the wagon to a special place.
"I'm sorry, I forgot where the parking wagon was, '" Gilbert said.
"That's okay, the name is new too. Oh yes introduce, I'm Somad Samsuri, familiarly called babe Mamat. You guys?"
"I'm Eko be ...." Darwis immediately grabbed Babe's hand and kissed the back of the palm just like Love did.
"I'm Bambang, be." Gilbert hesitated, on her mother alone she never kissed her hands, she preferred to hug and kiss her right cheek and left cheek.
Pluck up!
Babe Mamat moved his hand, until the large stone-edged ring hit Gilbert's eyed.
"Not very polite lu ama's older shaman like businessman only!" nagel babe.
"Sorry be .. I am stunned to see the stone ring babe ...." Gilbert while rubbing his eel which grieved because of the kiss stone ring babe mamad.
"Owh, this is a historical ring, inherited from the family of babe," said Babe mamat.
"Wah ... antiques are very valuable," said Darwis.
"Yes, at a bargain of 1 billion loh, babe does not sell, the history of this ring can not be measured by the amount of money!" said Babe while rubbing her ring stone.