LOVE SONG SINGLES
Part 12's

Almost everything that the shopkeeper woman said, or maybe she was the shopkeeper explained, was not understood by Anang.

But, Anang tried to take it well, while remembering the money sheet he put in, and the one he had taken out of his chicken piggy bank.

If not wrong, the rest of the money given by Miss Jordan, just a little plus Anang's savings, can buy the phone.

"Mom! I want this one. I don't understand how to wear it at all. What if I buy this, can you teach me how to wear it?" asked Anang timidly, while returning the phone to the glass window.

This is the result, Anang should pay attention to what Santi taught yesterday. But because he was too busy thinking strange things, no one entered Anang's head.

That was the same afternoon. Instead of learning to use a cell phone, even busy nursing in Santi's chest, and enjoy Santi's hand in his pants.

Aarrrgh! Start again!

It should be focused. Why even think about that again?

Anang blinked his eyes many times, trying to focus on the present moment, and trying to stop the shadow of the incident this afternoon with Santi.

"Can Mas! So you want this one? The color wants this one too?" ask the woman.

"Yes, Mom! But I'm going to get the money first. The shop's not closing yet, is it?" said Anang, who had gathered his consciousness back.

"No, Mom! I am no longer anywhere. So, it's not possible until much later tonight" said the woman, smiling.

"Then I go home!" anang said, then turned around to leave the store.

Anang then remembered that the place was quite far away. If his guitar still hangs on his back, he can't move quickly to leave and return to the store on time, before the store closes.

Anang turned around, then approached the shopkeeper woman.

"Mom! I put my guitar on, huh?! If I take it, then I can not run," said Anang timidly.

"Yes, can! Just put it there!" said the woman, pointing at the wall at the end of the glass display case.

"All right, I'll have the phone ready then, okay?! So, when you come back, I just teach you how to wear it," continued the woman again.

"Oh, Yes ... Thanks Ma'am!" anang said, while hurriedly removing the guitar hanger from his shoulder, then put his guitar in the store, in the place designated by the shop owner.

After putting down his guitar, Anang rushed to half run out of the store. Anang really pursued the time, to quickly get to where he lived.

Every now and then Anang ran, so that he could go home faster.

Anang plucked money from his plastic chicken piggy bank.

True Anang's calculation, the money given by Miss Jordan lived plus a little with savings money of another color, the value of the money that is already even twenty pieces of red paper money.

Hurriedly Anang ran back to the store where he ordered the phone earlier. Anang did not care about the sweat that soaked his shirt, because he was tired of running.

When Anang arrived at the store that sold the phone earlier, the shop was still open. It seems that it is still waiting for Anang.

Because when Anang came, and went inside, the shop door was then pulled by the woman, until it almost closed the entrance to the store. Only a little gap left for Anang to come out later.

"This is the money, Ma'am!" said Anang, with the sound of his breathing still panting. Anang then put the money on a glass display case, in front of the woman who owned the store stood.

After the woman looks sure that the money given by Anang is enough, the woman then put Anang's money into a drawer that is on a large table at the back of the store.

Then, the woman was seen coming back to Anang.

"The money fits, yes, Mas! Now let me explain, yes?! ... This one's the warranty card, I've filled it with imei number, and store data." The woman showed Anang a piece of paper.

Anang watched for a moment.

"It was kept well, equally with the box, yes, Mas?! ... Now this one! I made a receipt of the purchase. The same is also stored with the guarantee card," said the woman, again thrusting a piece of paper, which she had just scribbled to Anang.

"How to use the phone, see this button?" asked the woman pointing one of the buttons on the phone to Anang, who had noticed everything the woman had said.

Anang nodded his head.

"Well, this is to turn on the phone! I entered the first card, I also registered with the store data. So you can use it directly," said the woman.

"So I heard Mas want to hear the song online. I have installed an app for online music. This one, yeah!" Back the woman showed the sign of the app on the phone.

"The phone can be used immediately. But if there are people who do not understand, Mas can contact the store. I have entered the number in the contact. This one, Mas!" The woman seemed to explain patiently to Anang.

"Later Mas while wearing, can while learning, really! Not as hard as it looks." The woman then tidied the mobile phone supplies, into her box again.

"This is the battery charger! ... It's earphones, to hear songs and sounds from cell phones. Colokkan it here each. Already, yes! Thank you for buying the phone in our store!" said the woman, who still added her explanation to Anang.

The woman then handed over the cellphone box that Anang bought that had been put in a plastic bag, bearing the name of the cellphone store.

"Thank you very much, Ma'am!" sahut Anang, then took a plastic bag, and his cellphone that had been lit from the hand of the shop owner's woman.

"I'll excuse you, ma'am!" said Anang again, while hanging his guitar again to his back.

Then Anang walked out of the store, as the woman nodded, then followed Anang to close the door.

He looked at his new phone. With curiosity, he wanted to immediately try the music application that the store owner said.

Anang then put the earphone to his ear, after being connected to the phone, then clicked the picture of the small box shown by the woman.

Anang was amazed, as music began to play in his ears.

Every now and then, she swiped the screen to see another song title.

It's true said the little boy earlier when Anang busking in the place where sellers know tek-tek trading, the songs that are on the online are many new, which Anang never heard.

Along the way back to his residence, Anang did not feel too tired, he was engrossed in walking while listening to the songs that resounded in his ears.

It was not in vain to spend so much money to buy that thing. You can hear, and learn a lot of new songs.

And it is also easier for Anang to memorize the lyrics of the song, because the text appears on the phone screen.

Smile to himself.

The plan, if he gets to his room, he'll learn some new songs with his guitar.