LOVE SONG SINGLES

LOVE SONG SINGLES
Part 131s


Making Love after a fight, will definitely be more excited...


Maybe because of the hormones released during a fight, it's more or less similar-similar to hormones when doing 'it'.


The more tense the quarrel that occurred, the more exciting the battle before finally reconciling.


Almost Santi left Anang in the middle of nowhere that Anang did not understand, only because of Anang's excessive suspicions.


"I was looking for information in Miss Jordan's studio" Santi chanted, then turned over the omelet that Santi was now cooking.


"Why didn't you say it?" asked Anang, who was accompanying Santi, while standing in the kitchen with him.


"I haven't gotten anything yet, so what should I say?" sahut Santi's.


"There's a little bit I got, but I haven't been able to talk much with that guy" Santi continued, then pulled the food out of the microwave.


"That's it?" ask Anang.


Santi did not immediately respond to Anang's words, instead staring at Anang fixedly, with a flat face.


"That's why I haven't said anything. This is all you already look like a confused person, or do not believe my words," said Santi, then busy lifting a cooked egg on a plate.


Anang nodded his head.


"I'm sorry." said Anang.


"I was thinking strangely, because you were out for too long. By ourselves... It's only natural that I'm worried, isn't it?" connect Anang.


Santi looked at Anang again, then clenched Anang's head with the sutile he was holding.


Santi's punch was not hard, and did not give any significant pain, but Anang pretended to be in pain, while stroking his head.


"If I still want to, do you think I'd accept your proposal?" santi said with an annoyed look.


"Never think weird again! My hands still hurt!" keep Santi.


Anang looked at Santi's wrist which was still a bit red, Anang's former grip.


"I'm sorry." said Anang slowly, hugging Santi from behind, and kissed his head slowly.


Santi arranged all the food on the plate, then walked to the table, while assisted Anang.


"You're told to go to the studio tomorrow! Double-check your health, and most likely, it will have to work again" Santi said as the two began eating.


"Recorded?" asked Anang while furrowing his brows.


"No! He said earlier, your recording yesterday was enough, even released earlier," said Santi.


Later feed a piece of omelet, after dripping a little sauce chili on it.


Anang who ate ration food from Miss Jordan's studio, felt that Santi's food was more interesting than his food.


"I want that!" anang.


Eventually, the two share their food.


"So what should I do if I am considered healthy?" ask Anang.


"You started promoting the song. You will likely be directed to attend the event. Might as well... I don't know, just heard from the people in the studio just now" said Santi.


After spending a late dinner, Santi took drugs that Anang still had to consume.


Then Santi assisted Anang, cleaning all the dirty eating and cooking utensils.


"Tomorrow I still have to find more information. Don't think of it, if you don't see me around you!" said Santi.


"Suspected me... I still dream of other women... My chest is held, but it says 'oh God! oh God!' Surely that wasn't your dream with me, was it?" connect Santi, while thrusting a wet plate, to dry Anang with a rag.


Anang almost dropped the plate in his hand.


Holy hooch!


It turns out that Anang was delirious about the grapefruit woman.


Suddenly, Anang's face was hot.


Is the fever crumbling again, or is it because of embarrassment to Santi?


But it feels most likely, if because Anang felt embarrassed.


Santi sat on the couch lifting his legs, then straightened them along the sofa.


Anang hurriedly finished his work, then followed Santi, then sat down and held Santi there.


"I don't dream strangely anyway," Anang told a lie.


"Why do you need to explain that?" santi asked, who sounded suspicious of Anang.


"That means you're dreaming with another woman, right?" keep Santi.


Santi was staring at Anang right now, Anang could see it from the edge of his eyes.


Anang did not dare to look at Santi, and just fell silent, thinking.


What should Anang say now?


If Anang lies again, even Santi can run amok with him, if until Santi knows the truth.


"That's it...! It was just a dream. But, just be careful if you dare to do it later!" said Santi then leaned against Anang's chest.


Congrats...


Almost any...


Anang hugged Santi tightly.~


Still early in the morning, Anang and Santi were already in Miss Jordan's studio.


Anang checked himself in the room with his doctor, who Anang had visited at that time, while accompanied by Santi.


Santi spoke to the doctor for a while, before the doctor gave Santi two bottles of medicine.


"I still have to take medicine?" anang asked as they walked out of the doctor's room.


"not medicine. It's just a vitamin." said Santi who holds Anang's hand.


"We can go home now or do I have to go straight to work?" ask Anang.


"less to know. He said yesterday, when we have finished the medical examination, we are told to wait for lobbying" said Santi.


The two of them then sat down on a sofa, which was in the lobby of Miss Jordan's studio.


Maybe for about five dozen minutes they were sitting there, someone came up to the two of them, then talked to Santi for a while, before the person walked away.


"We're in that room. Your schedule for work must be taken there," Santi said again pointing to one of the rooms, which Anang had never entered.


Santi seemed busy talking to some people in the room, before they handed Santi the paper.


Santi read the sheet, then went back to talking to the men for a bit.


And it seems that Santi is not happy, with what he reads, or what he talks about with the people there.


Santi shook his head, then took Anang walking out.


"We can have breakfast first," said Santi, who was still holding Anang's arm.


Anang and Santi then sat in the dining room in the studio.


"Today can still rest, but starting tomorrow morning, you have started working" Santi said.


Santi was seen letting out a long sigh, as if there was something he was thinking about.


"Your schedule is too tight" Santi said.


"What dough?" asked Anang who had just fallen silent.


"Strong! You can eat also sleep in the car" said Santi.


Not too long, their food has been delivered to the table, as well as some packages of food that are put into plastic bags.


"Eat it first!" said Santi who looked agitated.


Santi was then seen typing something on his phone screen.


"Will you go home, or will you still be with me? I have something to see today. If tomorrow I'm busy coming with you, I can't see her anymore" said Santi, who was in a hurry to eat her food.


"I'll just go with you!" said Anang.