LOVE SONG SINGLES
The Part 51
I don't know how long Anang was in the bathroom. But, when Anang came out of there, Santi looked engrossed in chatting with Gita.
There was no mockery, no rampaging, the two looked completely relaxed, as if they had been friends for a long time.
What the hell happened just now?
Anang sits cross-legged between Santi and Gita, who seem to be waiting for Anang to eat with them.
Have you ever seen a ball relay for an elementary school kid?
Only this time it wasn't a passing ball.
No legs running, or crashing into each other, Gita just gave her eyes to Anang, while Anang passed her gaze to Santi.
Until they finished their lunch, no meaningful commotion had occurred.
Pleasant?
No. gabe. Not at all.
Anang even more upset.
The attitude of stupid, and the indifference of Santi, will really make Anang depressed.
After finishing his meal, Anang sat on the edge of the inner bed, which was close to the window.
Anang then picks up the guitar, and his cell phone, then sees his words about Santi, which Anang wrote on his yacht.
Maybe because of the turmoil, or because of the madness in the room, Anang could find a key tone that fits the words, and start playing it on his guitar while humming.
Anang was immersed in the tone and lyrics he created.
Lyrics and song tones that sound passionate about love.
One song was successfully in Anang's cup.
"New song?" santi asked while sitting on the side of the bed opposite to Anang.
Anang only saw Santi at a glance, then tried to sing back the song creation, while recording it with a voice recorder on his phone.
Anang sang while closing his eyes, as if there was only him there.
Anang did not want to answer Santi's question, and did not want to pay attention to the movements of the two women, who were still in the room with him.
Both Santi and Gita seemed to understand, that Anang was not being disturbed, or maybe they were being bullied by demons that made the two women afraid to speak.
Finished singing the new song, Anang then tried to listen to the results, by putting earphones in both ears.
The lyrics and tone of the song sound as if it is the sweetest and best love song Anang has ever tasted, even though it is actually the most stifling heartbreak song for Anang.
To satisfy his curiosity, this time Anang recorded a video as he sang the song.
Anang then uploaded the recording to his f*cebook account, adding the information there, if he asked the opinion of the people who watched the video.
While waiting for someone to comment on the video, Anang tried to compose the song again, and tried to make the result the same as the first song earlier.
It didn't take too long, less than half an hour after Anang uploaded it to his f*cebook account, but Anang's phone could barely stop ringing.
The messages that come in a lot and pile up.
Anang opened and read the incoming messages, one by one. Likewise with the comments from the video upload Anang just now.
People's responses, like it's a sweet love song, and many like it.
Goody!
Anang continued to compose his second song.
It was like Anang was just focusing on the song.
It failed!
That song sounds like a bad song.
He tried again, but still failed.
Anang put down his guitar and fell face down in bed, with his face facing the glass window beside him.
From the glass window, Anang could still see the reflection of the shadow of the two women behind him.
Anang stared at the shadow of Santi, who looked busy with a cell phone in his hand.
Anang must be able to control his feelings for Santi.
Otherwise, all the songs he would have written would have been a bad song, which could have made people hear him become depressed like Anang is now.
Anang then saw the shadow of Gita, who seemed to be looking at Anang.
Gita seems to be having fun, even though Anang rejects her, as if she is still eagerly pursuing her crazy love.
Anang just got a good idea.
Taking the spirit of the Gita, seasoned with the turmoil of Anang, combined with Santi's indifference.
Anang hurriedly got up from the bed, picked up his guitar again, then took a chair, and sat down before the two women.
Anang looked at Gita and Santi alternately, and started strumming the strings of his guitar, while humming.
Anang did not care about the astonished look of the two women to him.
"What are you doing?" santi asked, then stood up from her seat.
"Wait a minute!" said Anang while holding Santi's hand.
"I want to write a song about you two. Can't you?" connect Anang.
"Can!" gita answered excitedly.
Santi turned to Gita for a while, then sat back in front of Anang.
"Aren't you getting ready for your promise tonight?" santi asked while looking at Anang.
"Just a second! There's still time left. Not long," said Anang.
Not long.
It only took about five dozen minutes, Anang found interesting tones for the lyrics of his song.
"You wanna hear?" anang asked while looking at Santi and Gita alternately.
"Yes" the two women answered almost in unison.
Anang then sang a song that had just gathered on his head.
And the reaction of the two women?
The smiling Gita seemed pleased with a song that sounded like a beautiful love song to her.
While Santi, it seems quite proud of the lyrics and tone of the song.
Anang, in his absence, felt that the song remained a terrible song, but not to make people want to kill themselves.
See it?
One song can touch three sides of the emotion of the person hearing it.
"Good!" santi and Gita shouted together while clapping.
Satisfying.
No loss Anang dealt with those two crazy women.
"Gita's... I have to prepare for my appointment tonight. You go home first, right?!" said Anang quietly, holding the woman's hand.
Anang tried as much as possible, so as not to make the Gita run amok.
It turns out that Gita is not as smart as her bachelor's degree.
Maybe smart in academia, but really stupid with love affairs.
With a little persuasion Anang, he was happy and willing to obey Anang's request.
After Gita comes home, Anang then hastily records his new song about Gita and Santi in a recorder on the phone so that Anang does not forget.
"If you can make your own song, you don't have to sing Mister Grand's song" Santi said as he lay sideways in bed, facing Anang.
Anang who was still sitting in the chair, while holding his guitar, only fell silent looking at Santi for some time.
"Hm... I'll try it later. Two songs I did. I want to hear Mr. Robi's opinion first," said Anang.
Maybe the two songs in Anang's ear were quite interesting.
His f*cebook deacon response also seems to be supportive, but still Anang should get a response from a truly professional.
Thinking about what Mr. Robi's response was, only made Anang want to hit Santi at that moment.
Can't get Santi's love yet?
Don't think about it now.
Moreover, Santi had put a naughty smile on his face, when Anang put his guitar on the floor.
How could Anang remember his turmoil again if it was so.
Just enjoy...