Unconditional Love?

Unconditional Love?
Chapter 6


Darwis smiled looking at the burning spirit from within his boss. "We go down first boss, the mission this time is complete" said Darwis.


"We've arrived?" ask Gilbert.


"Where's the boss? We have no purpose." Darwis looked ahead. "Bang, get off in front yeah ..." she asked the taxi driver.


Slowly the car lowered its speed, and stopped by the side of the road. After he and his boss get off, Darwis immediately pays their taxi fare. The two again walked down the streets of the city which is currently starting to feel hot.


"Who called Wis?" ask Gilbert.


"Owh, that's what Madam called earlier."


"Why didn't you say that?" Gilbert was upset, he immediately grabbed his phone that he put in Darwis' bag.


"Please boss, don't call here, danger. Mobile boss objects are too valuable," said Darwis.


"Then I have to call my mom from the top of the tree?"


"Not the boss, the monkey is less handsome if the boss is hanging out on a tree," said Darwis.


"Kimprir You!" nagel Gilbert.


"We're going there boss." Darwis pointed towards one of the Cafe that was not far from their position.


"There accept friction payment? If your address is embarrassing, I forgot to bring Cash," Gilbert complained.


"In front of the cafe is an ATM, boss. I'll get the money there."


"Then, you may!" Gilbert walked first. The hot air made the surface of his skin burn. Relaxing in the air-conditioned room in the cafe is very comfortable.


Once there, Darwis withdraws the money. Money in hand. The two of them walked together to enter the cafe.


"Sorry, we do not accept job vacancies" said one of Security.


Damnit damnit! Just this time I went to the cafe was thought to be applying for a job. Inner Gilbert.


"Dear the money? Instead of making a style, mengingan to connect the welfare of life later mas," said Satpam.


"Once a good meal doesn't make us poor sir, money can be found. Our own pleasure is created."


Shit, this security guard thinks we don't have any money. Inner Gilbert.


Uh ... good, so my mission succeeded, Gilbert grumbled.


"It's up to mas-mas. I only remind one meal in this place, enough for the cost of living mas for a week outside loh," said Satpam.


"Thank you for the attention, sir" said Darwis. Darwis slipped a piece of money into the pocket of Mr. Satpam. "Make cigarettes sir," he said.


"Well, thank you." The security guard was very happy. "May his sustenance flow profusely and abundantly approach the masnya both."


Darwis and Gilbert immediately entered the Cafe. After sitting at one of the tables they wanted, it was fortunate that the waiter there served them very professionally. Gilbert's shadow she would experience bullying events like the video songs she used to watch.


While waiting for their order, Gilbert immediately contacted her mother by phone.


"Hello mama, what's wrong?" greet Gilbert.


"Oh my goodness Gilbert! Why are you so hard to call!" the tirade on the other end of the phone seemed to make Gilbert's eardrum rupture.


"Sorry mom .. I'm busy."


"How busy?! Florencia said you weren't in the office!" the tirade on the other end of the phone.


"What says I'm busy in whose office? I said I was busy. I'm enjoying my life."