LOVE SONG SINGLES
The Part 15
Although the work of Anang and other workers had stopped, but they did not have an extension of working hours, because it was considered that it was the fault of the owner of the house itself.
Still as usual, Anang's return hours are still the same as yesterday.
He walked home in a hurry.
On the way back to his residence, Anang briefly remembered Santi's message, which told him to buy something, so they could do something.
"Ehhem!" Anang's throat suddenly felt dry, and itchy.
From a distance, Anang saw a minimarket that might sell rubber orders Santi.
Stopover? ... No ... Stopover? ... No. gabe.
Anang hesitated to go in there. He imagined the face of the guard who would serve his purchase.
Maybe he will laugh?
Especially now that he was still wearing a complete uniform, with dirt, sand, and residual cement.
Anang paused his intention to stop there.
Anang chose to cancel his intention, to test the scene in the movie he watched earlier. He then walked to pass the minimarket on the side of the road.
"Mas Anang!"
There was a woman calling Anang, and Anang felt that he recognized the voice.
Santi.
He looked towards the direction of the voice.
Sure enough, Santi seemed to have just come out of the minimarket that Anang was about to pass.
"Just come home from work?" santi asked, as she was standing near Anang.
"Yes" Anang replied shyly.
How can Anang not be ashamed? His appearance was ... Ckck!
Political party-symbol shirts that have faded color, replaced with gray from cement dust. So were his pants that were dirty, and were already stiff like bark.
Don't ask her face.
Usually until Anang's nostrils are full of cement dust mixed with snot, forming a hardened cement dough, until the nose feathers can be used to puncture the balloon until it erupts.
"I bought it, guys. Shower first, then come to my place, huh?! I want to give it a try," said Santi, pointing at Anang's pants with his eyes, shamelessly.
Santi also bit her own lips, and showed them to Anang.
"L-yes!" sahut Anang stammered.
"Don't wait! Go home and go shower! Let us stay in my room for a long time" said Santi, as if flirting with Anang's faith.
Seduced? Is clear!
Which cat doesn't want to be given free fish, right?!
Just imagining it, Anang's knees were already trembling. Santi walked ahead of Anang who could barely walk.
Anang took a deep breath, to calm himself.
He then continued his journey back to his room, which was already visible from where he was standing now.
Anang then went to the raft over the river, where he usually took a bath.
Anang was busy washing his clothes first, before he finally started bathing, by dousing his body using the flow of river water.
When Anang was rubbing his body with soap, he saw on the raft in the upper part of the river, there was Santi who was bathing, and only using a batik holster.
Tumbens!
This time I saw her shower there. Or maybe when Santi took a bath, Anang was not there?
Since this afternoon, seduction after seduction had indeed damaged Anang's brain, making him lose his innocence.
Santi with his wet cloth, his curves were clearly visible, like he was wearing nothing.
Duh, Gusti ...!
Fortunately in the raft where Anang took a bath now only small children are bathing, and swimming. The gossip mums haven't come yet.
Imagine if they saw the trembling of Anang, holding back his bulging thin sports boxer....
I don't know what they'll talk about again.
Finally Anang managed to finish his bath, just as the group of mothers went down to the raft.
Hurry Anang left from there and returned to his room.
He looked at his face in the mirror. Making sure nothing can make it seem worse than usual.
Deodorant already, perfume already, hair has been combed, shirt, and trousers are also.
Anang almost walked out of his room, before he finally turned around again.
Anang took his phone, then put it in his back pocket.
Just in case, if it is not done something, Anang can still learn about things on the phone that he does not know, from Santi.
At the very least, Anang had a reason to come to Santi. How do you know, Santi will suddenly change his mind.
Anang walked out, and without having any significant difficulties on his way, he could arrive at Santi's house which was about fifty meters from his room.
Not far....
But if you walk with a brain that does not function normally, Anang could have stumbled, or with the height of Anang's body that is above the average occupant there, he could have hit the roof of a low boarding building, had he forgotten to duck.
Try it if you don't believe it!
Because with the proportion of Anang's body, if he is not stuck in the clothesline alone, already grateful.
It must be extra careful if Anang does not want to be hurt, or wrapped around people's underwear, on his neck.
Anang knocked on Santi's room door.
Just one tap, without having time to call Santi's name, Santi's room door was already open.
Santi just wrapped the towel around half of his body, with his long black hair being draped, and still wet dripping water.
Anang termangu in front of Santi's door.
"Come in! Why are you standing there?!" said Santi who was sitting beside the bed.
Anang then stepped into Santi's room.
"Close door!" santi said again.
Anang then closed the door to Santi's room.
"Here! Stand right here!" santi said, pointing to the front where she was sitting.
Anang walked and stood quietly in front of Santi.
Like a robot controlled by its owner, Anang obeyed all of Santi's commands without making any sound.
"Close to here again!" said Santi, who looks impatient to attract Anang, to stand very close to him.
Santi looks without hesitation, unbuttoning, and zipping Anang's pants.
"I want to see it first!" said Santi.
Anang pants that have been opened, pulled Santi until sagging down to Anang's feet, along with thin underwear Anang.
Anang's heart was pounding, as Santi's face was parallel to Anang's open groin, while staring into it. Santi looked like he was thinking about something.
What does Santi want to see?
The shape? The size? Or what?
So nervous, Anang could not remember pulling the film last afternoon, which he had imagined he would do with Santi.
Santi took off his towel, then held his almost supine body with his head raised, he still looked towards Anang's feet.
Anang's eyes widened, it turns out that behind the towel, Santi does not wear anything else. Anang felt that there were hardened parts of his body.
"Well, that's dong!" chirps Santi, who sounds happy.
Santi sat back down, then took a small plastic from under his pillow. Santi opened the package like a large candy and took out the contents, then paired it to Anang's intimate wand.
"Bckck! ... Outgrown. Isn't it sick?" santi asked, raising her head, looking at Anang's face.
Anang felt pinched, but not to the point of being too sick.
Anang shook his head.
"What are you waiting for then?" santi asked, as she lay on her back, and pulled Anang with her.