LOVE SONG SINGLES
The Part 123

By using a taxi again, Santi then brought Anang shopping for groceries in a supermarket.

Not too much of Santi's groceries there, Santi has invited Anang back to the room or apartment?

Because Santi called their residence now there is an apartment.

"If you still want to go for a walk, then will you?! We have to bring our groceries to the apartment" said Santi, while lifting a plastic bag in his hand that is not less, with the one now held Anang.

Anang just followed what Santi said.

How else would you like?

All the new things felt very confusing to Anang, and since only Santi understood, Anang was not too willing to comment.

Anang agreed.

After putting all her groceries on the kitchen table, Santi pulled out a faucet and jet shower from a plastic bag, along with a pipe lock.

"Open your shirt first, before you change the faucet. The water will keep flowing. There is no place to turn off universal water, except to report to the apartment manager," Santi said.

Justright.

When Anang remove the tap water connection that is there, the water immediately splashed without Anang can control.

Hurriedly Anang replace the pipe connection with the faucet they just bought.

Well then, Anang does not need to worry if you want to pup anytime.

After finishing installing the faucet, Anang who had shivered in the cold, began to feel hungry.

When he came out of the bathroom, Santi seemed to be busy in the mini kitchen in the room.

"Can you cook?" asked Anang who was still trembling while wearing his clothes.

Santi looked at Anang briefly with a flat face for a while, before he looked back at the pot on the stove.

"Don't make fun of me! I can only make eggs with nuggets" Santi said.

Anang then approached Santi, and hugged him from behind.

"I don't want to mock you... It's even good if you've cooked something. I'm hungry!" said Anang.

And even though only cow's eye eggs and chicken nuggets, the aroma is quite fragrant and makes Anang more hungry.

After Santi finished struggling in front of the stove, Anang then helped Santi, arrange food on the table.

Beef-eye eggs, chicken nuggets, raw, crudely sliced vegetables, potatoes in the oven, also a little rice.

Yes a little, just for the portion of one person eating.

"Why is it so little?" ask Anang.

"You're the only one eating that! I eat potatoes with salad alone.I still do not have much appetite to eat," said Santi who opened the potatoes, wrapped in thin sheets of aluminum, on his plate.

Salad, raw vegetables made by Santi turned out to be quite delicious, such as lalapan which has been mixed with spices.

To the extent that the salad is filled almost full in a medium-sized glass bowl, Anang ate with Santi in one sitting.

"It looks like you'll soon be picked up at Miss Jordan's studio" Santi said as he cleaned up their used equipment.

"You'll be there, won't you?" ask Anang who helped Santi there.

"Yes" said Santi briefly.

When they arrived at the magnificent nna luxury building, with the symbol of J&H in front of him, without waiting for a long time, they were both immediately told to go inside.

According to Santi, they were told to wait a while in the lobby, on the grounds that Miss Jordan was having guests, and they would later be directed to the administration room.

Somehow, if only Anang's feelings, but Santi seems like he can't stop thinking about something.

Santi is flat-faced, and rarely smiles.

Like now there was a man with a foreign race who seemed excited when talking to Santi, but Santi did not seem too interested to talk to that person.

Even Santi seemed to avoid the person who invited him to chat.

Even more strange, although he was not interested in talking too long with one person, but almost everyone in the studio, invited Santi to talk to him alternately.

When they were taken into one room in the studio, and presented with a sheet of paper, and Santi read it, Santi's face looked like he was thinking hard.

Santi did not tell what the meaning of the contents of the writing there to Anang, but just read it himself without saying anything.

"Don't sign the contract! Just a minute here...! There's something I need to call" Santi said after reading the sheet, which is Anang's contract.

Santi then walked out of the room where Anang and Santi, face to face with some of Miss Jordan's men.

Anang waited inside for a long time, before Santi returned to the room.

"Not sign it! You're coming with me... We meet Miss Jordan in the room," said Santi, pulling Anang's arm.

Anang did not want to ask what happened, with Santi, because Santi who put on a serious face, it was enough to make Anang feel that something was wrong that could not be accepted by Santi.

And Anang did not want to disturb Santi who seemed to be thinking something while walking with him.

Anang just followed Santi who was walking hastily, towards one of the rooms in the studio.

After Santi spoke to someone sitting near the door of the room, the two of them were then welcome to enter and sit face to face with Miss Jordan, who was sitting behind her desk.

Santi then spoke with Miss Jordan there.

Both Santi and Miss Jordan seemed to put on serious faces, and looked equally irritated, with a style of speech as if they were insisting on something.

Occasionally Anang saw the two women who took turns to see Anang for a while, before continuing to talk quietly with a tense face.

Long enough Anang waited for them to speak something, which Anang did not understand at all, before the look of Santi's face turned bright, while Miss Jordan looked annoyed.

"Let's go wait outside!" santi said as she pulled Anang's arm again, to walk with him out of Miss Jordan's room to the lobby.

"They'll rewrite the contract. Just wait a minute!" said Santi, while carrying Anang sitting on a sofa in the lobby.

"What's wrong?" anang asked as Santi looked calmer.

"They will exploit you if you sign the contract" Santi said.

"I asked Miss Jordan to change the contract agreement, which could make you work like a buffalo downstairs...

The buffalo just down there is still time to rest.

But they want you to work a lot harder than that, with a lower contract value than the person who works as a domestic assistant" he said.

Anang lowered his head.

If only with Peter now, surely Anang will only sign a contract, without knowing what he will face later.

"You don't have to worry... I'll take care of everything" Santi said again as he clasped Anang's hand.