LOVE SONG SINGLES
Part 5's

This time the spicy peanut sauce, almost splashed out of Anang's nose. His respiratory tract was painful for a while.

Anang coughed.

Recording studio?

Is Anang going to be a famous singer?

Anang then walked in with the man who had picked her up earlier. Anang almost let go of his dinner plate, the remaining half of which he had not yet finished eating, but he undoes it.

Anang took his plate with him, while meeting a beautiful woman.

How about just talking? Honey, is that the rest of the food? Should you buy new portions again?

Later reduced sheets, to fill the stomach of a red plastic chicken in his room.

Anang sat down with the man, facing the beautiful white woman.

Anang felt his heart beating fast. As he got closer he saw a beautiful face, like a movie star on a cinema banner that Anang often saw.

The woman greeted Anang with a language that only Anang had ever heard, when spoken by an English teacher at school first.

Yang Anang could understand, just 'Hello', 'Name', and 'Thank you'.

Anang also confidently answered the woman's greeting.

"Hallo, Anang, thank you!"

Which was then greeted with a sweet smile of the beautiful one, and a laughing voice that was stuck in the nose of the man beside him.

"Your name is Anang?" The man was friendly, though still seemed to be holding back his laughter.

Please yes! Don'tlaugh!

Anang never listened properly to his English lessons first. Especially those who teach, is an old man who if he speaks looks like he will almost be out of breath, with his tongue licked

How could Anang understand?

"Yes. But, can we chat while I eat? It's a shame that the food is only thrown away," said Anang, while showing his plate that there are still many leftovers know tek-tek, with a bright spoon.

"Oh, it's okay. Please!" answer the man. He also put a spoonful of food into his mouth.

"I haven't finished eating either" said the man. "Oh, yes, my name is Peter (Piter ), Miss this is Miss Jordan."

The beauty who turned out to be Miss Jordan, then nodded her head.

Anang nodded his head.

"Hello, Miss Jordan!" Anang still confidently greeted the extremely beautiful woman in front of him.

Anang prepared his food in a hurry until it ran out. He wanted his concentration not to be disturbed by the sounding of his stomach, protesting the slowness of food entering his stomach.

Anang occasionally glanced at the beauty, who was whispering with Peter. I don't know what they're talking about. And without them whispering, Anang still will not know their discussion.

"What's really going on? Can you please explain?" anang said when the rest of a grain of beans that was still rough, was crushed by his teeth.

Anang had finished eating, and could focus on looking freely at the beauty of God in front of him, without any more diversion from his dinner plate.

"Miss Jordan wants to record a video of you singing. But, he wants permission first, if you don't mind," said Peter. Now the condition of the plate is now the same as the plate Anang.

"Recorded? Now?" ask Anang.

"Yes now" replied Peter.

Miss Jordan put a thin phone, but almost as wide as red brick, on the table.

"Miss Jordan will pay a small fee for the test tapes. If you want," said Peter who sounded reassuring to Anang.

"OK!" sahut Anang excitedly.

"What song?" anang asked while opening his eyes suddenly.

"Just whatever. The important thing is that you just sing" said Peter, looking ready to record Anang, with Miss Jordan's camera phone.

Anang then began strumming the strings of his guitar, then singing wholeheartedly, while being recorded by Peter.

'The 'Handering Love Song' of Ada Band, so the choice was to sing in front of the camera, and for the special, Miss Jordan.

Anang should indeed thank his idol band, which gave him a spirit in singing with beautiful tones, and lyrics.

She occasionally opened her eyes while singing.

She looked at the sweet smiling Miss Jordan, while looking at Anang. The beautiful woman seemed to like and enjoy the sound of guitar passages, and the sound of Anang singing.

When the song was finished by Anang, Miss Jordan clapped for her. Then the woman whispered with Peter.

"Miss Jordan would like to know if you can sing an English song, even if it's just one song?" said Peter who became the tongue connector Miss Jordan, who seems really can not speak Indonesian.

Anang looked at Miss Jordan who was nodding her head, while looking at Anang.

It seems like Anang knows one song, whether it is still on his head or not the lyrics are now. The English song is not very interesting for Anang, because he does not understand the meaning.

Imagine if until he sings with all his heart, it turns out the meaning of the song to curse people....

What will he receive from his listeners who understand its meaning?

Anang plucked the strings of his guitar, trying to remember the lyrics of an old song, which he had almost forgotten.

Finally, Anang was able to convince himself that he could still sing the song 'November Rain' from Gun's and Roses.

As usual Anang brought out his best ability to sing.

This time, it was not only Miss Jordan who was amazed, the other visitors who were in that place, also looked at Anang.

Without offering a plastic bag, after Anang ended his song, the visitors took turns to put some paper money, onto the table in front of Anang.

It turns out that the fans of the song are quite a lot, unfortunately Anang does not understand the meaning even though he can pronounce it well.

Anang repeatedly thanked him for the award he got at that time.

"Oh My God! Your voice's so amazing!" Miss Jordan seemed unable to hide her admiration. He exclaimed while applauding loudly. A wide smile expanded on his bright face.

Anang could only nod his head.

"Miss Jordan said what?" anang asked Peter, who seemed to be busy with Miss Jordan's phone.

Peter raised his face, then looked at Anang.

"Huh? Oh, Miss Jordan likes your voice" replied Peter. She was then busy again with Miss Jordan's phone in her hand.

Then Anang saw Miss Jordan also looks busy with Peter, while looking at the phone screen. The two of them whispered again, without looking back at Anang.

That all? And now what?

Anang picked up all the money from the table in front of him. Looks like Anang's windfall, is enough in that place. He had to walk again, try his luck elsewhere.

There was no way he would expect people who had already given money to him until more than once, to give again.

Rejeki existing alone is more than Anang's hope. But, it never hurts to try again somewhere else, right?

"I have to go now" said Anang, breaking Peter's attention with Miss Jordan, who had not noticed Anang's movements.

"Wait a minute!" peter said, holding Anang who was about to stand up from his seat.

Peter spoke to Miss Jordan for a while, then looked towards Anang.

"Come with us for a minute!" said Peter.