LOVE SONG SINGLES
The Part 71
Anang's singing schedule tonight is nothing too special.
As usual Anang displays his best abilities, in singing and playing guitar.
Only one thing is somewhat different than usual, this time, Anang was asked to sing a song created by Anang, which Anang had uploaded on his f*cebook account at that time.
"Wouldn't it matter if I sang that song?" ask Anang.
The song created by Anang, is a song recorded for the first single Anang.
"Attent. I tried to ask Mr. Robi," replied Santi.
Santi looks busy talking to a cellphone attached to his ear, for some time.
"Said Mr. Robi, it's not a problem, instead it helps the introduction of your song," said Santi later, after finishing speaking on his phone.
"Hm... Then, I tell them first," Anang said as he walked away from Santi, and approached the person who invited Anang.
Anang agreed to the request of the person who invited him, then began to sing on stage.
After singing, while enjoying the dishes served there, Anang then sat beside Santi.
"Have you ever uploaded a video of yourself singing someone else's song?" ask Santi suddenly.
"Yes" Anang replied.
"Why?" keep Anang on.
"You uploaded it on your f*cebook account, or somewhere else?" ask Santi.
"Only in f*cebook," said Anang.
"Just delete the upload, because if I heard from Mr. Robi's talk earlier, it might be a problem, because it's the cover-up of the song without permission," said Santi.
"Especially most likely you will be recognized by many people, because your first single, has begun to be released on the label Pak Robi," continued Santi.
Anang saw the look on Santi's face that looked anxious.
Anang then pulled the phone out of his suit pocket, and thrust the object to Santi.
"Please, you're the one who wiped it out! Please, check the incoming messages!" said Anang, pointing with his eyes, his dinner plate which still contains more than half.
Anang then continued to eat his food, after Santi took his phone.
Occasionally Anang, glanced at Santi who checked Anang's phone, while pressing something on the screen of his phone.
"It's over!" said Santi ketus, and with a frowning face, returned Anang's phone to the table.
Heh?
Wh why?
Was Santi angry at being told by Anang?
Anang stopped eating his food, then looked at Santi, who turned his face away from Anang.
"I'm sorry... I don't want to tell you to just want to. I think you can help me, because I'm still eating" Anang said slowly, holding Santi's hand.
Santi looks to be glancing at Anang, with the tip of his eyes, but still by putting his fierce face there.
"There are some messages asking you to meet. I don't have to answer that either, do I?!" said Santi, who still did not want to look towards Anang.
Anang then saw the incoming messages on his phone.
There were several messages containing 'rogue' photos, which were sent to Anang.
But, Santi had seen several times such a message, which women sent unclear, to Anang, and Santi usually seemed to not care.
Anang continued to shift the screen of his phone.
Anang then saw there was a message from Gita, with friendly words, as if he was bringing up Anang's kiss with him at that time.
Ooh. maybe that's the cause, it seems Santi might be jealous.
Tumbens!
Anang so thought, if maybe Santi so it is, because again comes the moon, so the mood is not good anymore.
Maybe Santi was worried, if Anang dyed tea with another woman.
Anang smiled, and stroked with his thumb, Santi's hand that Anang had been holding.
"Block it! Everything, also no problem," said Anang, then continued eating again, while stealing a glance to Santi.
"Why?" ask Santi.
Santi did not answer Anang's question, but instead seemed overwhelmed, and like a misbehaved person.
It's exciting!
Anang was even happier that Santi could be jealous of him.
"No, really!" said Santi.
"It's just strange, if I reply to messages that 'take' like that," continued Santi.
Without needing much to comment again, Anang simply glanced at Santi while sighing deeply.
Santi is not a woman who easily confesses her feelings.
Never mind.
"I'm done eating. Want to go straight home?" ask Anang.
"Yes. My stomach is also starting to hurt again" said Santi.
Anang then say goodbye to the person who invited him, then bring Santi home.~
Upon their arrival at the boarding houses, there are other uninvited guests who disturb Santi.
Anang realized Santi's discomfort when he saw Gita, who was waiting for them while leaning on the fence, in front of Anang and Santi's boarding room.
"You guys just got home? Why wasn't my message answered?" ask Gita while approaching Anang who is still embracing Santi's waist.
Gita almost kissed Anang's lips, but Anang turned his face away, so Gita could only kiss Anang's cheeks.
Santi still looks ordinary and flat, or maybe he was intentional to look like that.
The gita is the same.
Anang is completely confused by Gita, who looks undisturbed, though Anang is now embracing Santi.
Ah, tired.
Anang did have to tell Gita, to keep his distance now.
Santi opened the door, then walked in, but Anang held him back.
"What's wrong? I'm gonna take some medicine soon. 'I told you my stomach hurts!" santi said with a displeased face.
"Just a second! I want to talk to Gita, but you have to be with me" Anang told Santi.
Anang then embraced Santi again.
"Gita...! I proposed to Santi, and he agreed, too" Anang said, staring at Gita.
Gita looked very surprised by Anang's statement.
Gita giving up?
Seems not.
Gita's face reddened, it was clear that she was angry, but her anger was not directed at Anang.
Gita looked at Santi with sharp eyes.
"I'm sorry, but you can't come here as you please. It doesn't feel right if you're still here, without Santi's approval," Anang continued.
Gita only looked at Anang for a while, then looked back at Santi.
"Suckers! Basic pel*cur!" said Gita in a high and trembling voice.
"Gita! Stop that!" exclaim Anang.
"He was pel*cur. He made you interested in him because of s*x. Right?" continued Gita still raised her voice.
Santi did not seem to want to argue, quickly Santi walked away from Anang and entered the room, without Anang having time to hold him again.
"Enough! You better go now!" said Anang yelling at Gita.
But as if Gita did not know the word retreat and give up, Gita quickly approached, and hugged Anang.
Anang took off Gita's arms, but Gita still insisted and kept Anang.
Anang who felt unbearable if he had to babysit the woman, would not want to just let Gita hold her, while Anang twisted his brain.
Anang had to think of something in order to make Gita understand her situation.