Unconditional Love?
Chapter 8

For a moment Gilbert fell silent on the song. "When did I say that word to a girl?" said Gilbert.

"Said what?" ask Darwis.

Plaque!

Gilbert smacked the menu book on Darwis. "Will you marry me, to the right girl!"

"Yes just say, there are many girls here," seduced Darwis.

"Look, I am a very special person, only a special woman can be my companion." Gilbert was in style as if he was fixing the position of his collarbone.

"Hedeh boss! Your clothes don't have craters!"

"Eh quickly find a new name for me, you will call me boss, because it feels ungodly to call me by my real name."

"Yes, yes, I think I eat less micin, my brain is not diluted.

"What does micin have to do with thinking power!" snapped Gilbert.

"Say people eat more micin more pinter, like lola¹ people understand something, then less drink he said." Darwis chuckled with his own words.

"Quick think! What's a good name for me? I'll be a traveling meatball salesman" Gilbert said.

"Yes-iya, it is not possible also the name of the kang bakonya the name of the boss," said Darwis.

"How about Juno?" ask Gilbert.

"Eh uh uh kang Juno, why don't you go home, the part goes to find money, but now it's gone ...." Dervish sings while swaying his body.

"Hmmm, it turns out you know the song" muttered Gilbert.

"Know the boss, it's just that not all young people like the genre, many like, just hidden."

"Juno how was it?" ask Gilbert.

"You tell me, all right, baby, brother must be home soon .. You promised me a diamond, a mouthful of rice was rare .. ah! Uh!"

The plot!

The menu book kissed Darwis' head again. This time a more powerful punch, made Dervish grimace rubbing his head.

"You're! Seriously asked to sing!" nagel Gilbert.

"By the boss?"

"Your emblem?" Gilbert considered the name. "Typically people call the meatball seller brother, Bambang, bang!" Gilbert is still considering.

"Bang Gilbert, bang Gilbert why don't you go home.Your mother, your mother nagged me." Dervish Chanting.

"Singing again, I chopped your mouth off with a pepper bottle!" nagel Gilbert.

"How was Bambang?" Darwis tried seriously.

"Okay, I agree."

Gilbert returned pensive.

"Morely boss?"

"I'm Bambang, what's your name?" ask Gilbert.

"I'm only Eko, so I'll go in Mr. Eko, askkk!" Darwis is back.

"We disguised ourselves as Wis's regular people, not disguised as lunatics!" nagel Gilbert.

"Yes, sorry-sorry, Bambang" said Darwis.

"Include my name Eko." Darwis extended his hand to Gilbert.

"I'm Bambang." Gilbert welcomed Darwis' hand.

"Second, let's continue eating, today's the last day we eat good, tomorrow we're eating - food that the boss has never found." Darwis resumed his eating.

"Boss, boss, boss, mulu!"

"Sorry Bambang!"

"Eh, where can we find new clothes for the meatball service later?" ask Gilbert.

"We? You are only once! My clothes are all safe."

"Yes help find Ko ...."

"Every Bambang! After Love, we buy a new uniform.

Seriate.

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Oh yes foreign words above I cantumin below yes.

Lola, I mean slow to understand something.

Plen, a play on the word friend (friend)

Sorry for the shortcomings and flaws in this article.