Unconditional Love?
Chapter 9
Their food ran out, they headed straight for the cashier. The cashier smiled, because Darwis paid more.
"More for you" said Darwis.
Darwis and Gilbert leave the cafe, but the eyes of the waiter in charge of guarding the cashier's desk are fixed on the two men.
"The viewer is simple, but the soul shares it well ...." The waiter stared back at the 2 large fractional bills and some small fractions.
"That sultan's soul, even though their casing is gemble, but the soul sharing it should be thumbs up" said another servant.
"Hooh, I have never been amazed by the sultans who have thick pockets, sharing only 2 thousand songs kayak alms 2 million." sidelines others.
"True, when is there a birthday celebration, the appearance of the son of the sultan, but tipping our kayak waiter aja 5 thousand!"
A few servants gathered at the checkout table, admiring the alms of the two people they thought were ruffled, lucky they did not underestimate the man.
"Eh already, 5 thousand children of the sultan but evenly for all of us, rather than just pleasing one person!" another servant grouse.
"Eleh, envy says boss!" said the waiter who received the tip. "Quiet, this money I'm sharing for all of us."
"Asekkk ..." another exciting compact.
The Journey of Darwis and Gilbert.
They're back down the street. The scorching sunlight that stung the surface of their skin was ignored.
"Change uniforms, change phones, change names, change especially Wis?" ask Gilbert.
"But don't know Bang yet" said Darwis.
"Plan everything Ko, before we dive into a new life!" said Gilbert.
"Yes Bambang!"
"I am not the one who is now
Kicked my brother in my darling, once,
I used to suffer
Now I'm happy ...."
There was the sweet voice of a child busker.
"That's the lyrics of the original song, if you make the lyric boss change," said Darwis.
"Change how?" ask Gilbert.
"The old me is not the present,
The sultan was now my name is Bambang,
I used to get everything, though,
"You can also write songs" Gilbert said.
"Next boss?" ask Darwis.
"Continue? Hmmm it is possible," said Gilbert.
"Dad!" Dervish called the child's busker while raising his hand at the busker, begging the busker to approach.
It successfully seized the attention of the child busker, he ran up to two young men who called him. "Yes bang?"
"Kok he know that my name is Bambang?" ask Gilbert.
"Abang, not Bambang!" the busker protest.
"Bambang Bogeyer!" darwis.
"What bang? Why call me? Hunt dah! The red light, if it goes too late, is reduced to buying rice bang!" dumel.
"This is a boy, yes, pinter is counting the profit and loss of time" said Darwis.
"Hunt bang! Elah ..." lamented the busker.
"It's for you, but you're watching us here while playing ukulele iringin bang Eko, how?" ask Darwis.
"If there's money mah hayuk, all day also ane ready to want to sing brother." The busker was excited.
"Eh, you said to buy rice, where is your father Tong? Kids as small as you are supposed to be in school looking for knowledge, not money!" said Gilbert.
"My father was caught in a bang song" said the busker.
"Why don't you come home.. eemak, said the neighbor, it's delicious! This song?" ask Darwis.
"Yes bang, I was in the widow's house, so I forgot my mother, well the mother's situation immediately deteriorated until receipt, so .. I have to work for our daily meals," sahut the child's guard.
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Connect on the coming chapter yes ...