LOVE SONG SINGLES
The Part 46
Fortunately, the driver had not left the car, and still helped bring Santi's suitcase in, and intended to deliver it to Santi and Anang's rental room.
Anang then lifted Santi's body which was like a piece of boneless cloth, then hurriedly took him into the car earlier, then rushed to the nearest hospital.
Anang did not get out of thought with Santi, who did look forced to take care of everything.
Seeing Santi who was still unconscious, and lying in a hospital bed while fitted with an infusion hose, Anang felt very worried.
Santi's face was pale white, until there was almost no blood flowing there.
The doctor said Santi was exhausted and needed rest.
Anang held Santi's hand, while looking at Santi's face which had no signs of being aware immediately.
Why does Santi want to continue to take care of all the needs of Anang even though he is exhausted?
If this was the case, Anang would probably really fall in love with that woman.
Now, it feels like Anang no longer wants Santi to stay away from him.
Santi then looks open his eyes, and tries to sit down, look at his hand attached to the infusion tube, then look around him.
"Just rest!" anang said he was holding Santi, but Santi did not push him, even though Anang had banned him.
"What time is it?" ask Santi.
"Nearly four," said Anang after seeing the clock on his cellphone screen.
"Let's get out of here! You will be late to where you sing," said Santi, pulling off the needle stuck on his back before Anang could say anything.
"Santi! You still need to rest! You passed out!" said Anang in a high voice.
Anang is anxious and does not know why Santi is still busy thinking about Anang's work, while he himself is still weak.
"Ah... Its nothing. Buy a blood supplement later. At most my anemia is crumpled," said Santi lightly as if not care even though Anang was angry with him.
Santi got off the bed, but Anang held him back by standing right in front of Santi, who had been poking his feet on the side of the bed.
"Ah... You're exaggerating. Let's get out of here!" said Santi casually, and looks still forced down by shifting a little away from where Anang stood.
Anang stopped him again.
Santi held onto Anang's waist with both hands.
"It's not good to rest in the hospital. I just want to rest in the boarding room," said Santi with a clear face.
Anang did not want to move from where he stood, even though it felt Anang wanted to bite Santi so anxious.
"Yes... Yaaaa?!" santi said in a pampered voice, while making her face look as if she was about to cry.
Anang shook his head, but finally gave up.
"Yes already! It's up to you!" answered Anang ketus.
Santi smiled widely.
"Did you see where my phone is?" ask Santi.
"Here," Anang said as he pulled Santi's phone out of his pants pocket.
Santi typed something there, then stood up while holding onto Anang.
Anang then grabbed Santi by the waist, and helped him walk.
"You've already paid the hospital fee?" santi asked, as they walked out of the hospital.
"Already," said Anang.
"Here's your phone! Let me change," said Santi.
Anang stopped his steps, which made Santi also stop walking.
"No need! Why are you like this to me?" said Anang who was upset with Santi's attitude.
"I didn't give you the results yesterday. You think I want to, if you take care of yourself?" connect Anang.
"Don't get mad!" santi said with a mocking tone.
Santi was indeed testing Anang's patience.
Anang let out a long breath, then continued walking.
Never mind, Anang can go crazy later, and will not be sane again.
Santi looked at his phone, then looked around.
"Our invitation has come!" santi said excitedly.
Upon arrival at the boarding house, Anang immediately went to take a bath, while Santi after taking the supplement, then lay in bed.
After Anang finished bathing, Santi replaced Anang, entered the bathroom.
After Anang got dressed, Anang then took the rest of the time to learn the song of the order of the person who invited him.
Anang is still playing his guitar, and memorizing the lyrics, Santi looks like he has finished bathing, then as usual, with his pocket wearing clothes in front of Anang.
Santi looks to be wearing pretty neat clothes.
"Why are you wearing that shirt?" asked Anang who had broken his concentration.
"I'm coming with you" Santi said lightly.
"Santi! You should rest. If there's anything with you, how about?" said Anang in a high voice, for holding back his frustration.
"'There's you!" sahut Santi.
"Who knows there is something interesting" continued Santi while blinking one eye.
Gosh darn.
Anang is indeed made hypertension Santi.
Should this woman be?
Did Anang take Santi to a mental hospital?
Than Anang later contracted the crazy.
"I ordered a taxi. Oh yeah, what percentage of your singing share with me?" santi said while combing her long hair.
"For two only," said Anang while continuing to listen to the song next to his ear.
"Mostly. Twenty-five percent, enough," said Santi.
"For two only. You're tired too. Moreover, the taxi is always you who pay" said Anang.
"Hm... Okay, it's up to you then. Just do not complain about the loss later," said Santi again.
Anang could not concentrate at all, after hearing Santi's words.
He took off the earphones from his ears.
Santi... If you know, Anang will give all his work if you ask.
There has been enough help Anang received from Santi all this time, and Anang has not returned his help even a little.
Anang may only dream of having a lot of money like now in his new bank account, if there is no intervention Santi there.
"You're done studying? We have to leave now, if you don't want to be late," Santi said as he extended his hand as if telling Anang to hold her hand.
Anang held Santi's hand, then stood up and walked out of the room.
"Where's phone? While waiting for you to sing, I can check for new offers that have not been on my record," Santi said after they arrived at the address where Anang was asked to sing.
Anang thrust his phone at Santi, then walked away, and went up on stage.
While Anang sang, Anang looked at Santi who was busy with two cell phones in his hand.
Before long, Santi had been seen chatting with some people present at the place.
Santi looked relaxed, with a small laugh as if he had never been stuck in the infusion this afternoon.
While singing while occasionally looking at Santi, from the edge of his eyes, Anang caught the figure of someone he recognized.
Anang turned his gaze towards that figure.
The Gita.
The woman was looking at Anang singing, with her expressionless face like that night, just like the memories left in Anang's mind.