Unconditional Love?
Chapter 7

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

"Gilbert!!" Shouted the woman on the other end of the phone.

"Mama, love your heart, because loving the heart is not like loving the gut that can be loved by drinking 2 bottles of yakult every day."

"Gilbert!" The woman on the other end of the phone is getting upset.

"Mama, you got any more? Let me buy you kiranti mah."

There was a sigh that was hunting down on the other end of the phone, Gilbert knew that her mother was getting more emotional.

"Gilbert! Home now, there's Florencia at home, you know the struggle he wants to meet is not easy dear."

"Where does Floren struggle with ninja hatori ma struggle? Climb the mountain past the valley ..." goda Gilbert.

Dervish who heard Gilbert's words tried hard to hold back his laughter.

"Honey home, dear Floren, he came from abroad just to meet you."

Hahey! A very sweet reason, I don't know if he has not done well as an artist outside the country. Inner Gilbert.

"Honey, the Floren clan refused a lot of work because they wanted to treat their homesickness with their childhood friends."

"Sorry mama, I'm on vacation with Darwis. I'm not in town, I'm tired of working mama .. That's why I'm taking a walk."

"Where are you on vacation? Let mama and Floren follow!"

"Ma, I want to take a vacation to release the burden that seems to shackle my neck, not increase the pressure of my burden. If you guys catch up, I'm not on vacation."

"Gilbert!"

"Yes mama, my food has come, I want to eat duli, later mama even nagging if I forget to eat, see you mama ...." Without waiting for an answer from his mother, Gilbert immediately decided on their call unilaterally.

"Boss, I faintly heard the name Florencia, did she come again?" ask Darwis.

"Mama said she was home."

"Definitely want to benefit the boss's big name again, he used to be an artist because of his boss's lover status."

"That's also what's inside my dirty brain."

Gilbert stopped eating.

"Why boss? Not delicious?"

"No, I was just thinking how you wouldn't call me boss."

"Yes, yeah ...." Darwis took off his spoon and fork. One hand becomes the focus of his chin. He thought of Gilbert's words.

"If I wear a suit, get in a fancy car, people who hear you call me boss, will feel natural. What I look like is called boss, it's gonna lead people to think I'm a thug boss."

"Ow!" Darwis recalled the incident when they were in angkot. "Had the grandmother always checked the contents of her bag, she must have thought so."

"Can! Kan's! Kimplit is you!" nagel Gilbert.

Slowly their ears are greeted with a very fun tone in the ear. Gilbert knows that again. The sound of music in the cafe was very relaxed, not too good as in the previous angkot.

"It's a beautiful night, we're looking for something dumb to do

Hey baby, I think I wanna marry you." Gilbert sang along to the song.

"Is it the look in your eyes or is it this dancing juice? Who cares, baby, I think I wanna marry you." continued Gilbert.

For a moment he was silent about the song. "When did I say that word to a girl?" said Gilbert.