LOVE SONG SINGLES
The Part 13

As planned Anang.

When he was already inside his map room, he then put one earphone next to his ear, and left the other one open, and could hear the sound of the guitar he was playing.

Anang began to study one of the songs, which he felt attracted his attention.

Maybe because he is already a talent. His love for music, made him easily learn, even memorize one song, ranging from the tone to the lyrics.

Anang can follow well, the tone of the song with his guitar quotes.

When turning off the music on the phone and removing the earphones, then listening directly to the sound of guitar passages and his own voice, the song sounds even better.

Excerpts acoustic guitar sounds more interesting, than a set of musical instruments that sound at once, because then Anang's vocals will be more prominent.

Anang so want to test the results of his training.

Anang came out of his room, and looked here and there. Near his room, there was a group of fathers sitting together, playing cards.

Anang then went to the group.

"Sir, I'm sorry to interrupt! But I want to try a song I just learned. Can you listen, can you? Please tell me, good or not," Anang said carefully.

Although Anang was eager for someone to judge him, but he was afraid that he would only disturb the concentration of those fathers who were busy gambling.

"Can! It's quite an entertainment," said one of the men, who appeared to be aged, with a fat body, and a distended stomach, wearing only an internal sweatshirt and a sarong.

"How's wal?" the man said again, to his friends who play cards with him, who are on average already aged, and only wear gloves instead of pants.

"Yes. Just sing! The important thing is not to ask for payment, right?" said one of the fat boy's friends.

"No, Sir! ... Then, I try to sing?!" anang Sahut.

"OK! ... Continue!" said some of the men who were there almost together.

Anang took a deep breath, then began to sing the song he had just memorized.

Until the song is sung, there is not a single man there who listens to Anang sing, who protests with Anang's voice and the sound of his guitar.

They all look to enjoy the song performed by Anang, while accompanied by the sound of his guitar. Their heads and bodies swayed to the left to the right, following the rhythm of Anang's song.

After the song was over, they shouted in unison,

"Good!!"

"Is there another song?" asked one of the other men, who at first just kept quiet, now he was the most excited to hear Anang sing.

"Sorry! That's the only song I've ever heard. But, good, huh?" said Anang excitedly.

"Yes. How nice! Unfortunately, people like us are difficult to be famous. If you have the chance, you can become a famous singer. Your voice is good, and smart to play the guitar, too" said the fat man.

"Thank you, Sir! Then I'll go first. I want to try to learn another song again" said Anang, who was excited, because it received praise from the people there.

"Later if there's a new song, and you want to try singing, just come here. We want to hear your singing while we play" said the fat man, who had been willing to give his attention to Anang, though his eyes were still fixed on the cards he had arranged in his hand.

"Good, Sir! Excuse me first!" said Anang, while walking back to his room.

Goody!

The response of the fathers was, really arousing Anang spirit to learn more songs again.

But Anang could not resist, to learn foreign language songs.

What if someone else asks for that song, then no one knows?

Later she will be refused to sing in front of them, and Anang will obviously get nothing.

Anang lay on his bed and stared at the screen of his new phone. He dabbled through the phone's screen, and pressed the small boxes on the phone's screen one by one.

It seemed to be true what the woman who owned the mobile phone store said to her. Learning to use a cell phone is not as difficult as it seems.

It does not take hours, Anang already understand the usefulness of all the boxes that can be shifted on the screen of his phone.

There are those to play, although Anang still does not know how to play, and still have to read the instructions there, but over time Anang understands how to play the game there.

There are also those to change the screen, ranging from images, colors, to sounds issued from the phone.

There were a few more boxes that Anang had yet to understand at all what their usefulness was.

The box is marked with the letter 'F', there is a picture like a phone but not to call, there is a picture of a bird, there is a picture of a song note but there is no song, there is no song, there are also images such as photo cameras but can not be used to take pictures.

Anang shook his head.

The things that are in that phone.

Anang then tried a small box that turned out to be able to take pictures, even able to see the picture of his own face like a mirror.

Every now and then Anang pressed the button, until the image of his face was stored inside the phone.

Anang smiled to himself, considering the past, when he was still in school in his village.

If you want to take a photo of yourself, you have to go to a special place to take pictures, at a price that is quite expensive, made onto a piece of paper. It has no color, only black and white.

Therefore, Anang only has a few photos of his face in the past, even then only to be affixed to the diploma and report sheets only.

With this phone, Anang can take pictures of his own face for free, and nice colored like the original.

There is even something in the camera settings of the phone, which can make his face look smooth white, and look more handsome.

Anang tried again to take a picture of his face.

It turns out that Anang is quite handsome, although not as handsome as Mandarin artists that Anang often sees in old-fashioned action films on television.

Anang was still fiddling with the phone screen, before he finally returned to the box he could use to hear the song again.

Anang sat down again, and just like before, only wearing one earphone, while memorizing the lyrics and playing the guitar.

That night Anang briefly learned some local songs, and two western songs, before he was exhausted and felt sleepy.

Anang kept his new phone, then lay on his old mattress.

That's enough for tonight. It's pretty much an extra track list for the preparation to busk tomorrow.

Anang saw the plugs of lights that he had never used. This time, there he can use to increase the power of his phone.

Anang smiled widely, then closed his eyes. Hopefully tomorrow his life journey will be better and better later.

Anang fell asleep quietly, though he did not fill his stomach that night with little food, but his complacency, made him not feel hungry, and he did not dream about food.