LOVE SONG SINGLES
The Part 22
Anang felt that someone was paying attention to his movements. But, when he looked around, none of them looked strange.
After paying the price of his chicken porridge, Anang hurriedly walked back to his room. He still has to practice the songs for later tonight.
Just as Anang opened the door of his room, someone then patted him on the back.
Anang then turned around.
Santi.
Any more?
Ckck...
"Eh... What's up?" asked Anang, smiling.
"Aren't you at work today?" asked Santi who immediately broke into Anang's room.
"No. Our work was temporarily suspended. What's up?" said Anang.
Anang actually already knew Santi's intentions and goals, but Anang was not too interested. He was still in the shadows with Gita in mind, so he pretended not to know.
"Your room's hot. Just go to my place," said Santi, pulling Anang's hand to go with him.
"I have to learn new songs. Later that night someone asked me to sing at a party," said Anang, trying to hold back his steps that were being pulled by Santi.
"You want to go to my room or I'll bother you, until you can't do anything?" santi asked who sounded pushy.
Santi's threat doesn't seem to be playing games.
In that case, does Anang have to choose to 'play' in Santi's room?
Anang looked at Santi who already looked impatient, while raising his eyes to Anang.
Okay, Anang chose to play at Santi's place then.
"See, I'll lock my door first!" said Anang.
Santi did not want to let go of Anang's hand, and kept holding it while waiting for Anang to lock the door again.
Then they both walked into Santi's room.
Santi then turned on the fan to reduce the heat of the room, and as usual teased Anang with his naked look.
Slowly but surely Santi took off one by one strands of thread from his body.
And Anang later...
Anang can not imagine how later if this continues. Will your knees dry?
Although he had done so until the two were satisfied, Santi still did not allow Anang to leave.
"Guet me along in a moment. I still want one more time, but there is still a lot of time left," Santi said with a mischievous smile to Anang.
Enjoy it, not no!
Who does not enjoy a warm tea?
But, when making tea with Santi, who imagined in Anang's head was the Gita there, so Anang did not want to open his eyes while undergoing additional work, in Santi's place.
Fortunately Santi did not care, the important thing is Anang can still work well.
Yes already... No one is harmed then.
"I used to live with my parents in (calling a pretty elite housing name)" chirped Santi as he played Anang's still-weary gear stick.
Santi means coming from people, why does he even live here?
Anang looked at Santi's hand that looked unwilling to stop playing. Although Anang felt a bit pained, but Anang did not dare to protest.
What if Santi breaks it, just because Anang forbids it?
Wanted to not want to, just let it go.
"Then why did you move here?" anang asked while biting slightly, his own lips.
"I was kicked out of the house because I brought men home, and without caring about my parents, I did it almost all the time" Santi said.
"My parents didn't want to understand that I needed that. I'm just considered a cheap woman," Santi continued, inserting Anang's wand in her mouth, and treating her like a lollipop.
Oye!
Never mind... It's up to Santi, though,!
"Can't you hold it?" ask Anang, so that Santi continues to talk, and want to let go first.
"Keep if you want but you haven't gone 'work' how do you normally?" ask Anang. He has to keep Santi talking.
"Try me to take the cardboard under my bed" said Santi.
Anang then lay sideways, then fumbled under the bed. He already felt that his hand touched the cardboard, but deliberately lingered, let Santi stop holding it for a while.
"Not seen?" ask Santi.
"It's over!" anang Sahut.
"Let's see!" said Santi.
Anang then pulled up onto the bed, the cardboard that he had been holding since.
Still lying sideways, turning his back to Santi, Anang then looked inside the small cardboard.
Anang's eyes were wide.
It contained some toys that were similar to Anang's.
Anang could not believe what he saw.
How can there be toys with such a shape?
"Lack of good wear it. It's still better if the original," chirped Santi, while pulling Anang back on his back, then half force to eat the ice again.
Holy hooch!
It felt like he wanted to scream, spasm, and faint, because of Santi's behavior with his mouth and tongue.
Anang is ready. Continue round two!
Finally both of them were slaughtered, exhausted to the point of being somewhat short of breath. The fan is still on, unable to cool the atmosphere.
"Have you?" ask Anang.
"Why? You rush? What time are you there?" santi's question made Anang know that not only two rounds would Santi ask.
"After Maghrib" said Anang.
Santi was seen holding her phone, looking at the phone screen for a while, before she took it off again.
"There's still four hours left. Again, yes?!" said Santi.
True to Anang's guess.
Maybe Anang can't walk done doing all the work with Santi.
But, obediently, at best achy doang.
Moreover, Santi has started fishing Anang again.
"A once, huh?! I need to be ready to make some money. Especially now that I have not been able to get a new job," said Anang.
"Yes" said Santi
"Tomorrow afternoon here again. You don't work anymore, do you?" keep Santi.
Anang did not know what to answer.
"Don't forget to come here! Let me not have to come to your room" Santi said again.
Santi sat on the reclined Anang. Then Santi put his two hands Anang before him, then squeezed it as if Anang's hand was willing to squeeze the object.
Ehhem... Who wouldn't want to?
I want to, just a lot of restraint.
The third round is over.
Nobody wins, nobody loses. The result is a series, tomorrow a rematch is made. Now Anang has to go back to his room.
Anang looked at his phone screen. It's afternoon.
Then came down to wash and bathe. Later finished the new bath Anang practicing his songs again.
The advantage of working hard with Santi today, is that it can make Anang feel more than satisfied.
Anang also felt more relaxed, because Santi also wanted to talk about his life. So Anang's feeling while doing so, now it was calmer, unlike yesterday who was still nervous and hesitant.
One more advantage, when doing the second round, and the third, the burden of Anang's heartache because of his love that Gita rejected, seemed to decrease.
Enjoy it then...