LOVE SONG SINGLES
Part 182's
With handoko delivered, back that afternoon Anang went to the recording studio building Pak Robi, after Anang and Pak Handoko finished eating his lunch, in one of the restaurants.
Anang's throat was a bit uncomfortable because Anang had choked on his lunch earlier.
How will Anang not choke, if Anang asked Handoko sir like this,
'Why did Anang take a sweat bath?'
Masa, Anang must answer, but,
'The father's mischief!'
Didn't he?
Ah, crap!
Actually, it's only natural that Mr. Handoko asked.
When Anang came out of the toilet earlier, and returned to the workspace Pak Handoko, the amount of sweat liquid Anang, to the point of making Anang's shirt so translucent, and sticky to his skin.
Mr. Handoko had looked at Anang with a look of astonishment, but, the old man did not want to just ask.
Unfortunately, Mr. Handoko who might not be able to hold back his curiosity anymore, instead asked Anang, when Anang was swallowing rice with spicy and sour chicken soup.
Soto soup with a few grains of rice, until it gushed out of Anang's mouth and nostrils.
Anang did not answer Handoko's question, and was just busy coughing, removing all the leftover food that was still stuck, in Anang's respiratory tract.
Fortunately, Handoko did not ask again.
Maybe the old man forgot, because he saw Anang like that, and he only helped pat Anang's back, so he could return to normal breathing.
It's wrong place and time.
It is not Santi's fault, Anang himself also wants to.
Though, Anang had to sing to be recorded at this time, but, Anang's neck still hurt, and was a little spicy.
Anang cleared his throat many times, in hopes that his voice could return as melodious as the original.
While singing in the studio, Anang was several times unable to reach a high note, and inevitably had to repeat the song, without being told by an employee of Mr. Robi.
Officer Mr. Robi looked at Anang with a look of surprise, then took Anang some bottles of mineral water for Anang to drink.
After several experiments, Anang's voice was finally able to return to normal.
Almost out of time for Anang to use the place, then Anang can sing well, and successfully record the second song.
While walking out of the recording room, Anang shook his head.
Next time, Anang must remember this experience, if Anang has just acted naughty, do not try again to eat fruitful food with Mr. Handoko.
Moreover, if there were any signs of suspicion, that appeared on the middle-aged man's face.
Never mind...
The feeling, from yesterday afternoon until the eve of this night, Anang did not see Mr. Robi even though only a glance.
Apparently, Mr. Robi is really busy right now.
Before Anang came out of the building, Anang left his farewell message to Mr. Robi, to the employee of Mr. Robi who was there.
Without the need for Anang to contact or be contacted, Mr. Handoko was already waiting for Anang in front of the studio building.
The old man, as if he knew no fatigue.
In fact, from his home to the office where he works, then to the studio Pak Robi, everything is opposite directions, with a distance far enough.
Plus, this morning they were still going to the police station, which was also the opposite direction from all the destinations of Mr. Handoko.
"Bapa does not need to pick me up." said Anang slowly.
"No problem. If you just stay at home, it also does not taste good" said Mr. Handoko.
"Anang, is it over?" ask Handoko.
"Already, Sir!" anang Sahut.
"We'll just go home, sir!" anang Sahut.
Actually, Handoko's house is also boring for Anang.
But, Anang did choose to take Mr. Handoko home, so that the old man can rest.
"Who wants to drink ginger?" ask Mr. Handoko, while staring at the streets are quite dense motorized vehicles.
"Yes.." said Anang.
"Then let's stop there for a while!" said Mr. Handoko.
Anang saw tents mounted on the sidewalk, not far from their current position.
Mr. Handoko then reduced the speed of his vehicle, while walking to the side of the road, until his car completely stopped running.
"My body feels bad!" chirps Mr. Handoko, when they get out of the car Mr. Handoko parked on the side of the road.
"Mr. ketapekan... For a few days, I was too busy...
That's why I said you don't have to pick me up. I can use a taxi, while Mr. I can just rest at home" said Anang.
"Maybe it's not because of that. The name is also old, the body is indeed sore quickly even though it is not doing anything," said Mr. Handoko.
Mr. Handoko then ordered ginger wedang, for Anang and himself, along with fried banana snacks.
"In the past, I often stopped in this place, if I am tired of work in the office" said Mr. Handoko.
"If Anang comes back to Anang village later, can I take a walk there?" ask Handoko.
"Eh! I don't want my father to come. But, I was there just hitchhiking a while with my friend. There is also no hotel or inn," said Anang.
"Ooh.." Mr. Handoko nodded his head, with a look of disappointed face.
"If you really want to come, I will ask my friend first yes, sir?!" anang.
"okay!" suhut Pak Handoko, who looks excited again.
"Hmmm... Where are no homes for sale?" ask Handoko.
"Lack of knowing, sir!" anang Sahut.
"For what?" asked Anang astonished.
"I should have retired... I want to find a place to rest, which can calm the mind" said Mr. Handoko.
"If it is accommodated like Anang's story, it will feel like a comfortable resting place...
When I have no need in the city, I can go there anytime I want, if I can buy a house there," continued Mr. Handoko.
"Hmmm... If you want it like that, I can help you find a house there later" said Anang.
Mr. Handoko nodded his head, then sipped a little hot ginger wedang from his cup, and ate a piece of warm fried banana.
"Sorry, Sir! If I might be rude. I want to know, don't you have any relatives?" ask Anang.
"Nothing. I am an only child, as is the late Mama Santi. Our parents have both been dead for a long time, since Santi was a child...
Each of my parents, and the late Mama Santi had a brother. But, no one is close. Neither with me, nor the late Mama Santi," said Mr. Handoko.
"They also live far away, different islands. Maybe because of that, we are not familiar with the family of our late parents," continued Mr. Handoko.
"That means, you used to wander here?" ask Anang.
"You could say so. I used to come here for college, then met with his late mother Santi at the same university, although different majors," said Mr. Handoko.
"When we got married, and a few years later, the late Mama Santi gave birth to Santi, the late Mama Santi chose to stop working, and I was the only one who continued until now" continued Mr. Handoko.
Mr. Handoko then smiled, even though he looked forced.
"We used to plan, we could have a lot of children, so we could have a big family. But destiny says something else...
Mama Santi can only give birth to Santi. Several times she was pregnant, always miscarried," said Mr. Handoko.