
Revised wrestling matches that are now banned for airing, there is nothing he said, compared to the wrestling scene in Anang's boarding room.
Pufft...
Which one is the guy who said 'strong'?
Must have dared to admit 'strong' because it has not met a partner, whose model is like Santi alone.
The proof, Anang although large height, with sixpack abdominal muscles, can still give up with Santi.
So, do not try to admit 'strong', later it could be even embarrassed yourself.
"Rest for a moment...?! I'm sleepy!" said Anang who had been sprawled, slaughtered, stretched out on the bed, until almost unable to move.
"Yes," said Santi while disturbing Anang's common sense.
Just be right!
Who's up to it?
"Santi...!" anang said memelas.
"What?" santi said lightly.
"Tomorrow I can't work if this continues." said Anang feeling anxious.
"You only have an invitation tomorrow night!" sahut Santi who is getting naughty, as if not care even though Anang has gone limp.
Anang was completely exhausted, but could still be affected by Santi's movements.
Fortunately, Anang had no history of heart disease.
Just imagine how Anang's heart works pumping Anang's blood, which is as busy as it is.
Attack after attack Santi can not be tolerated Anang.
By gathering the remnants of his nearly depleted strength, Anang was still able to take over his territorial territory, before being slaughtered for the last time that night.
Or that dawn?
Ah, bodo is very.
Anang did not have time to see the clock, mending immediately went to sleep.
What was clear, Anang's feeling, he had not been asleep for too long, but the commotion from Santi's phone, which rang and vibrated repeatedly, had already interrupted his break.
Anang did not want to open his eyes, even though the voice of Santi's phone was really noisy.
Santi pushed Anang a little still on his face, then felt like he was moving his hand.
Maybe Santi is trying to reach his phone, but Anang does not want to move from the top of Santi.
"Yes...! Slide slightly...! I can't take my phone!" said Santi.
No one wants to move, just don't want to.
Anang was still very sleepy, no one could disturb his sleep.
Santi's phone still reads.
"Buck...!" said Santi with a clear voice, then kissed Anang's neck.
Yeah, well, Anang's gonna get the phone.
With his fumbling hand, Anang finally found Santi's phone.
Anang just opened his eyes that felt dry for a while, while giving the phone to Santi, then closed his eyes again, without wanting to shift from the top of Santi.
If Santi is short of breath, that's business later.
Who told you to force Anang to work too hard.
Santi was heard talking to someone on his phone.
It felt that Santi's hand stroked the back of Anang's head, making Anang feel comfortable, and making him want to sleep longer.
Anang was not too willing to pay attention to what Santi was talking about, his drowsiness and fatigue still controlled Anang, who almost fell asleep again even though Santi had a conversation there.
The more Santi stroked Anang's hair, the more Anang remembered nothing else.
Anang fell asleep again.~
When Anang woke up, and raised his head and saw Santi, Santi's eyes were still closed.
Santi just fell asleep or fainted from shortness of breath?
Anang brought his face closer to Santi's nose.
Santi is still breathing, even looks more comfortable in his sleep.
Then, Anang does not need to shift, let Santi fall asleep like that, while Anang looked at Santi's face.
Anang could not imagine, what if Santi who almost lost his life like Lia yesterday.
Can you still see it strong?
Santi opened his eyes slowly.
"You're awake!" santi said and closed her eyes again.
"We were told to go to Mr. Robi's studio for a bit. He said there was something Mr. Robi wanted to talk to you about," continued Santi.
"When?" ask Anang.
"Said it was up to you. Mr. Robi will remain distudio until later tonight," said Santi.
Anang then took Santi's phone, and looked at the clock on the phone screen.
It's almost eleven o'clock in the afternoon.
"Still sleepy?" ask Anang.
"Not really... I just want you to hold me in a minute" said Santi.
Anang smiled.
"Say if you are satisfied...! I'm getting hungry" said Anang.
Santi then opened his eyes.
"Where's my phone?" ask Santi.
Anang then gave the phone to Santi.
"Why?" ask Anang.
"I ordered food. We just eat here, take a shower, then go to Lia's office, then continue to Pak Robi's studio" said Santi while typing on his cellphone screen.
"Wear the shirt first... Later the food is delivered, it is not possible to open the door only with a towel, right?!" said Santi.
"That means you're satisfied with him?" ask Anang.
"Yet...! Later on, I'm hungry too" Santi said with a laugh.
Anang then went downstairs, and put on shorts, while waiting for their food order to be delivered.
When Anang sat near their luggage from Anang village, a fragrant aroma came out from inside.
"Where's your scissors?" ask Anang.
"No, up there!" santi pointed to the wardrobe.
Anang then stood up and took the scissors, then opened the cardboard lying on the floor.
That smells nice is ripe jackfruit fruit, among various snacks until the smoked eel is also there, divided into several boxes that are there.
Anang laughed at the innate content of them.
"Why?" ask Santi wonder.
"Funny thing opened quickly. It could be rotten if it is still wrapped," said Anang while shaking his head.
It's worth the cardboard that one feels very heavy.
"Who do we share this other fruit with?" ask Anang.
Santi looked at the contents of the boxes, which were already open.
"Hmmm... We share with Lia, Gita, my Papa might as well want that" Santi said.
"But what is the fruit like? Knives we don't have," continued Santi with a laugh.
"We borrow with the hostess only, all for the jackfruit with her" said Anang then put on his shirt and walked out while carrying the jackfruit.
"You're wearing clothes! Don't tease the food delivery guy later!" exclaim Anang before passing through the door of the room.
Anang knew that Santi must be pouting, but the jackfruit was quite heavy, Anang had to rush to ask help the hostess to divide the fruit.
Mother boarding deftly cut and divide the fruit, even help Anang wrap each piece of jackfruit.
After giving a piece of jackfruit, and thanking the hostess, Anang then returned to their room, while carrying all the pieces of fruit wrapped neatly.
In the room, the food that Santi ordered had also come.
"Have you?" ask Santi.
"It has. Stay divided only.." said Anang while putting pieces of fruit, which were put in one large plastic bag, on the floor of the room near the door.
"I'm so hungry!" said Anang, then went to wash his hands in the bathroom.
So did Santi who caught up with Anang there, before they ate his lunch.