LOVE SONG SINGLES
The Part 34

After a few days Anang did not care about the babble of the neighboring mothers of the squat host, or the roosters who were late crowing.

This dawn Anang can let go of his longing to be awakened by the fanfare of the gossip market, and enjoy the beautiful chanting of seven octaves of his neighbor's nagging.

"Well, are you there?"

"Don't you say you want to sell chickens to the market?"

The sound of nagging women who suspected her husband, made Anang and Santi who were in front of the door of Santi's room, look at each other with a long sigh.

Husband and wife quarrel because one of the neighboring men Anang, found his wife had just come out of the widow's house, the chicken porridge seller, was indeed a breaker.

Anang did not want to watch for long, slapping slap scene that was like a scene in a soap opera.

Hurriedly Anang walked towards his room, leaving behind the man who had begun to be grabbed by his wife, and so the spectacle of other citizens as he cheered.

Santi went back into his room.

Anang and Santi had to quickly prepare for their trip that morning.

It was still quite dark when Anang came down to the edge of the river.

Anang saw that the raft he used to wash and bathe, had already disappeared.

The disappearance of Anang's beloved latrine, brought by a flood of river currents that seemed to overflow last night while the residents were sound asleep, except for the male neighbor Anang who was in the place of the widow. Perhaps the man was busy plucking chicken feathers with the widow.

Anang walked again, heading to the raft he had seen, using Santi to take a bath.

Still safe, although small, but the raft does look more sturdy than the raft that Anang usually uses.

When Anang got off the raft, Santi was seen already there washing his clothes.

"Why take a shower here?" santi asked as she looked at Anang who was riding on the raft, and made the raft slightly sway.

"Those over there, I think were washed last night" Anang said as he washed his clothes, then soaked them in a bucket of soapy water.

The raft was narrow when it was used to wash and bathe for two people at once, but it was impossible for Anang to wash in a still dark latrine.

Just imagine if someone threw the missile there and missed, Anang's clothes instead of being clean, could even get a brownish yellow bead decoration, he said, there may also be slightly greenish former vegetables that are not well digested.

"Narrow," said Santi because they were both clinging like people jostling in line to distribute free groceries.

"It's okay. Just sec. I don't want to be in there," said Anang, raising his face to point at the latrine nearby.

Anang did not know Santi scowled or not, Santi's face was not very clear because of the lack of light from the translucent settlement there, which clearly Santi did not say anything else until he finished washing.

When they finish washing, then the sunlight begins to look even though it is still not too bright.

Santi who first finished washing, then began to water cold water on his body.

"Santi! Slow down! It's cold!" yang shouted, who was still rinsing his clothes.

"Ah... Who told you to come here?!" said Santi who sounded unconcerned even though Anang protested because the water flush helped wash Anang beside him.

Not long Santi began to look shivering coldly, while rubbing his long hair shampoo, the sound of chattering Santi's teeth until heard by Anang.

"Cold?" asked Anang in a mocking tone.

"No-no!" sahut Santi while taking the dipper in front of him, then staging the object to Anang's head.

Anang grimaced but could still laugh while stroking his aching head.

While Anang rubbed the soap on his body, he saw Santi who seemed to have trouble rubbing his back.

"Here I help," said Anang then took the body scrubbing foam from Santi's hand, then began rubbing Santi's back.

"Thank you!" santi said without seeing Anang.

Anang just smiled.

"Lebam on your body seems almost invisible huh?" anang.

"Yes," said Santi sounding excited, with a big smile.

Without the need for Anang to ask again, it can be expected what Santi has in mind now.

A cruise ship with overseas passengers, will be a big banquet for Santi.

Anang shook his head.

Both of them finished their activities there, Ialu hurriedly left the raft.

"Don't wait! I'll be in your room!" said Anang as they were about to part ways.

"Yes" said Santi.

Anang who was confused by what was suitable to wear to the cruise ship, finally chose a shirt overlaid with a shirt, and the trousers remained paired with shoes.

Anang does need to buy sandals that can be used for semi-formal events, but he has not had time to go to the market.

Anang did not bring a guitar, because foreigners who invited them through Santi said that on the cruise there were musical instruments, so Anang did not have to bother anymore to bring his guitar.

When Anang picked up Santi, the woman was wearing a short-sleeved dress, with a wide skirt section, a short knee-length dress, patterned with flowers. The joints are not very high, with wide hats.

This time Santi's tenteng bag was bigger than he usually carried.

"Let's go. I've booked a taxi for the port" said Santi who looked rushed.

Anang did not have time to say anything, Santi had pulled Anang, until almost dragged.

Santi looked very excited. While walking occasionally Anang glanced at Santi who was smiling to himself.

Likewise, when they were already in the car that drove them to the port, Santi often smiled to himself.

Upon their arrival at the port, Anang's eyes widened to see the yacht the stranger was referring to.

Anang thought his ship was small like an ordinary ferry crossing, it turned out that the size was not a joke.

It seems that there will not be enough time even though Anang walked around all day in it, he will not be able to explore all parts of the ship.

As they approached the docked ship, many foreigners were seen boarding the yacht, and there seemed to be no local people for Anang to see.

And it's true, when they're on the boat, wherever the eyes look, there's not a single local there.

Even the ones in uniform like servants, were also people of different races with Anang and Santi.

Of course Anang will have difficulty communicating there, if Santi is busy eating the imported meat that Santi has coveted, and leave Anang alone.

A waiter approached Anang with Santi, and Santi then seemed busy talking to the waiter.

"Said we were told to go with him. The owner of this yacht, Mister Will Grand, wants to see us now" Santi said.

"Oh... Okay," said Anang.

They both walked behind the waiter who approached them earlier.

Anang and Santi were brought into a room like a room complete with a sofa, and a large bed that looked very soft.