
Apparently, Anang's trip back to Indonesia was nothing special.
It was still the same as the journey that Anang had been through, when leaving the country at that time.
Hot buttocks, a sore waist and back, even her legs are a bit swollen, to the point that her shoes can hardly be used anymore.
Stepping on the homeland, giving a new spirit to Anang.
The plane has landed since, but Anang and Santi are still at the airport, waiting for their luggage.
"Say one more suitcase!" chirps Anang.
Santi who sat on one of the suitcases, while accompanying Anang waiting for their belongings can be taken all, just glanced at Anang for a while, then again staring at the rails walking in front of him.
When the last suitcase is seen, then both can breathe a sigh of relief.
Anang then pulled the object, and took it away.
"All of you! Let's go home...!" take Anang, while sticking his hand out to Santi, who still looks limp.
Santi welcomed Anang's hand, then walked out of the airport together with him.
"Still tired?" ask Anang.
Santi who was struggling in Anang's arms, only nodded his head.
By taking a taxi, the two of them were escorted to the house, which looks still well maintained, even though they were not there for a long time.
It turned out that Santi's father had hired a housekeeper, who took care of the house.
When they arrived, the housekeeper, who looked younger than Anang and Santi, opened the door, and helped carry their belongings, entered the house.
Anang shook his head.
It's not that Anang is not happy with Santi's father's help, but it feels like everything has started to overdo it.
"Why daydream? What else do you think?" ask Santi.
Santi who sat on the edge of the bed, then opened his hands wide, as if asking Anang to embrace him.
Anang approached and hugged Santi.
"Even though your father did not hire people to work in this house, it seems, I can still clean this house myself," said Anang slowly.
"It's okay." said Santi, then pulled Anang until he lay down to oppress him.
"You?" ask Anang.
"No! I just want to be hugged for a minute" said Santi.
Tumbens.
Anang shifted Santi, until Santi's feet were no longer hanging on the edge of the bed, then Anang leaned over him, overlaying Santi while hugging him.
"Congratulations?" ask Anang.
"No!" sahut Santi's.
Anang raised his head, then looked at Santi fixedly.
What happened to Santi this time?
"Our file is done. Papa has arranged for us to get married as soon as possible. But..." Santi did not continue his sentence, and made Anang curious.
"But, what?" asked Anang astonished.
Anang then lifted his chest, and held his weight with both hands, which were placed on the sides beside Santi.
Anang looked into Santi's eyes, with great curiosity.
"Hm... Isn't it too rushed? I think I want to continue my studies first" said Santi.
Huh huh?
Didn't Anang hear wrong?
"You want to postpone it?" asked Anang in a high voice.
"Maybe... I may continue my studies in my former campus" said Santi.
"Autside the country? In the country we just left? Why suddenly?" asked Anang hurriedly.
"Hm... I'm thinking about your case... If there's no Papa and his friends, I might not be able to help you" Santi said.
"So you want to leave me here?" asked Anang riled.
"It looks like it" said Santi.
Anang's eyes were wide.
Anang got down from the bed, then walked out of the room.
Is Santi joking?
But, it seems that Santi is seriously saying it.
Ah, Anang will indeed go crazy, if this continues.
One problem is not finished, but a new problem arises.
Santi wants to leave Anang?
Anang rushed down the stairs, then went to the terrace beside the house, then sat there.
Anang could not think anything.
Then Santi will seriously leave Anang.
How many years?
Who can guarantee that Santi will not change his feelings for Anang?
Anang wants Santi, so as Santi wants, but if Santi has to study abroad, when can Anang see him again?
Anang let out a long sigh, which felt very heavy.
It is impossible if Santi only wants to go to college, just because of the case that befell Anang.
There must be another, which makes Santi so unwilling to marry Anang now.
Is it because Anang often hurt her while abroad?
Could be.
Maybe Santi was just pretending, if he could endure Anang's harsh treatment of her, which was repeated many times back then.
Anang looked at the door.
Santi still did not catch up with Anang.
Naturally, if Santi could not stand the attitude of Anang at that time.
Which woman wants to be underlined, like Anang is babysitting Santi?
Aarrrghhhh...!
It felt, Anang wanted to shout as loud as a sound, which he could get out of his mouth.
Anang stood up, then walked in, climbed the stairs to the top floor, intending to come to Santi in the room.
When Anang looked into the room where the door was still open, Santi was not seen on the bed.
There's only Santi's phone, which was just put down there.
Anang looked for Santi, just in case it was in the bathroom.
But Santi wasn't in there.
Where did that woman go?
Anang checked several rooms, which were on the top floor of it.
Still no sign of Santi.
Half-running, Anang returned down the stairs, trying to find Santi there.
While calling Santi's name, Anang checked to the back of the house.
Santi is invisible.
When Anang was in the kitchen, the new housekeeper, seemed to be busy cooking.
"Where's Santi?" ask Anang.
The young lady looked surprised, then turned to look at Anang.
"No idea, sir! I didn't see Non Santi here" said the housekeeper.
"Oh... Thanks!" anang.
Anang then walked to the front of the house, while calling Santi's name.
There was no word from Santi, and only Anang's voice echoed inside the house.
The house is that big, it starts to be annoying for Anang who has trouble finding Santi.
The place is indeed suitable, if it is a place to play hide and seek.
Until fatigue looking for a co-star, not necessarily able to meet, if such a shape.
Not to mention the rooms on the lower floor, which Anang did not know the use for what later, if only stay together there.
One by one, the door of the room opened Anang, and checked inside.
Aarrrghhhh...!
Anang almost slammed the doors, so upset.
Still calling Santi's name, Anang walked up to the front porch.
Santi looks like he's picking something up on the grass in the front yard.
"Santi!" exclaim Anang.
Santi who was crouched back to Anang, then turned to look at Anang for a while, then turned back to Anang.
Anang walked over to Santi, feeling annoyed.
Anang then let out a long sigh, to hold back his frustration, before letting out his voice to talk to Santi.
It's not funny if Anang yells at Santi again.
Santi could have left at that moment.
"Santi...! Dear...! I want to talk to you for a minute." Anang said slowly.
Santi then stood up, and flicked his hands into long jeans, which he was wearing.
"What do you want to talk about?" ask Santi flat.