
Like yesterday, it was still early in the morning, Anang's pickup vehicle had already come to take Anang to the studio.
Anang's fever has subsided, left a blocked nose with thick snot, and a little coughing because the airways are blocked with itchy mucus.
The hoarse voice of Anang that morning was getting worse, and now there was absolutely nothing to be heard from Anang's mouth, other than a sound like a hissing wind, when Anang forced to speak.
"No need to force yourself to talk!" said Santi in a high voice, you just write here what you want" said Santi.
Santi then showed the 'note' application on the phone to Anang, so that Anang could type what message he wanted to say, then show it to Santi, without having to try to make his voice disappear.
"You just wait here, okay?! Let me go to the studio. I'll talk to Miss Jordan later, if you're sick.
'I'm coming'
'I don't want to be alone here' Anang wrote and showed it to Santi.
"You should rest first. If you can sleep, you should sleep here... Will I come back again?!" said Santi.
'I follow' Anang wrote, and showed it again to Santi.
"You're stubborn...!" santi said with an annoyed face.
Anang then put his palms together as if he was begging Santi, so that he could stay with Santi to the studio.
Although the look on Santi's face seemed unhappy, but Santi agreed to Anang's willingness to come with him to the studio.
"If your condition worsens, I take you to the hospital, then I stay you there myself!" chirps Santi who sounds like a grumbling person.
Upon arriving at the studio, Santi then walked towards the room Miss Jordan with Anang.
After talking to the person sitting at the table near the door of Miss Jordan, Santi and Anang's room, she walked into Miss Jordan's room.
Santi then talked to Miss Jordan there, for some time.
Miss Jordan seemed to notice Anang, even though she was having a simple conversation with Santi.
It looks like Santi has finished talking with Miss Jordan, Santi then brought Anang to walk out of the room Miss Jordan.
Anang thought that they would go straight back to the apartment, apparently not.
Santi takes Anang to a room still inside the studio building, which Anang has never seen before.
There were two people sitting there, wearing nose and mouth coverings.
There is also like Anang who only uses a scarf, to cover his nose and mouth.
If Anang noticed their faces there, it seems that his condition is not healthy, more or less the same as Anang.
But Anang couldn't tell if they were sick, or just sleepy, with red eyes like crying.
Santi and Anang took a seat near the men, waiting for something that Anang did not know what to expect.
After the two people took turns in and out of the room, then Santi brought Anang into the room, which in it looked like a doctor's practice room.
It looks like it's true that it's the doctor's room.
Anang was amazed by this Miss Jordan studio.
Not messing around with Miss Jordan's label.
To the extent that there is a special doctor to treat employees at the Miss Jordan studio, what less try?
But, it was also what made Anang feel, if working with Miss Jordan must be full of pressure.
Miss Jordan employees certainly can not reason to get sick just to rest at home, because there is health care at work.
Somehow the real Miss Jordan working system.
Whether so paying attention to employees, or as Anang guessed that Miss Jordan did not want her employees to be unproductive.
It even feels like being checked in the hospital, because until the X-ray photo, for examination of Anang's lungs can be done there.
After Anang's examination was completed, Anang was then given drugs, by way of use which was told to Santi.
"It's good that it's just the common cold." chirped Santi, as they walked back to the lobby.
'Can we go straight home?' type Anang on his phone and show it to Santi.
"Yet. There is still a room that we have to go to," said Santi, then bring Anang walk to the room in question.
The room where Anang had lunch yesterday.
Santi then handed over the paper that the doctor had given earlier, to the person who was standing guard there.
While waiting, Anang and Santi sat there.
Anang remembered yesterday afternoon, when he was delivered there by one of the Miss Jordan employees.
Anang is just like a buffalo poked in his nose, or like a blind man led in the dining room.
Anang also had time like a fool standing in front of people who are watching, when the food will be delivered to the table, so Anang should not have to stand for long, and can just sit there.
Anang shook his head.
In addition to working that almost crossed the limits of his vocal cord ability, language also makes it difficult for Anang there.
How can it not be difficult if we cannot communicate with others?
Except suddenly Anang immediately understood what the people were talking about.
Not to mention the temperature in the person's room, which easily makes Anang sick.
Though Santi said, Anang is not just a recording, later Anang will promote his song to and fro, meaning there is a possibility Anang will sing outside the studio.
Just a day working with this Miss Jordan label, Anang felt like giving up.
I don't know how long Anang can survive working there.
They were given two large plastic bags, which were almost filled with boxes of food packaging.
"Let's go home! You need to rest!" santi then stood up and lifted the two plastic bags off the table.
When Anang held the plastic bag, and intended to bring the bags, Santi forbade it.
"No need! I can take him!" said Santi.
But Anang kept hold of the bags, and eventually Santi gave up, and let Anang take him.
Santi then spoke to the people at the lobby high table, before they walked out, when the vehicle that was going to take Anang back to the apartment, was waiting at the door of the building.
"The food you are given should be, you can eat. But let me check first!" santi said as she opened the food parcels in the bags, when they arrived at the apartment.
Santi seemed to have been convinced that the food was indeed able to be eaten Anang, then took some boxes of food, while others stored it in the refrigerator.
"You eat first! Take medicine, go to bed later," said Santi, who was getting ready to feed Anang.
'I can eat alone, but I'm not hungry yet' Anang type on his phone, then show it to Santi.
"Eat first! I'm bribe! Don't piss me off!" santi said with Sangar's face.
Inevitably, Anang ate his food while bribed by Santi.
'You don't eat?' type Anang again.
"Later on! I can make my own food" said Santi.