LOVE SONG SINGLES
The Part 89
It was still very early in the morning, but Anang and Santi were already busy getting ready to travel out of the city.
Tired of the last night's rematch, after returning from the food stall, was enough to make Anang barely open his eyes, which felt heavy and dry.
"Let's sleep on the road." said the same Santi limp.
According to Santi, the trip to the city, takes approximately six hours by bus.
It was a long time to sleep Anang.
"the hunt! The pick-up is waiting! You don't want us to miss the bus, do you?!" santi said, when Anang could barely lift the small backpack, where they were carrying change of clothes.
Santi had to drag Anang a little, in order to walk faster.
The bus will leave at seven in the morning, while Anang and Santi will not be able to sleep until almost four in the morning.
Imagine drowsiness if only slept for about two hours, especially if their energy was drained that night.
Anang forced his feet to go faster, overtaking Santi.
Several times Anang almost fell asleep on the way to the bus terminal, which took less than fifteen minutes.
Not far away and does not take long, just because so tired, the trip to the bus terminal, feels very long and far away.
Upon arrival at the terminal, Santi then takes care of purchasing tickets for the two of them.
Fortunately, not too long Anang had to wait, while sitting in the waiting seat of the terminal, Santi had held two tickets in his hand, while walking towards Anang.
"Let's get on the bus now. I was so sleepy." said Santi, holding Anang's hand, and asked him to walk into the bus.
After checking the seat number, and sure nothing was wrong, Anang then kept his bag under the seat.
While the guitar is wrapped in a bag carrying a guitar, Anang asked the help of a kernet, to keep it properly divided, so as not to be damaged by being squeezed.
Santi sat by the window, while Anang sat beside him, and Anang's arm became the most comfortable place to lean Santi.
It didn't take long, the bus hadn't been running, Anang and Santi were asleep there.
I don't know how long Anang slept, but when Anang opened his eyes, Santi was awake and staring out the window, while still leaning in Anang's arms, and clasping Anang's hands tightly.
"What do you see? The woods?" ask Anang.
"You're up... Yeah, I've never been to this area before. It was calming, seeing a lot of trees that were still shady." said Santi.
Santi then stroked Anang's hand, with the thumb of his hand.
"Maybe it's nice to stay in the village huh?!" said Santi.
"Then what? We're farmers?" asked Anang while laughing softly.
"could. You hoe the land, I plant it!" santi said while laughing.
"Your skin will be charred, also full of mud. You will get tired and can't do anything anymore. Wanna?" anang.
Santi laughed off.
"I'm important I'm still pretty in your eyes!" said Santi.
Anang kissed Santi's head.
"I can't bear it if you have to work that hard. I know what it's like to be a farmer, my late parents were farmers" Anang said, holding Santi's cheek and stroking her slowly.
"What should I do if I don't sing anymore. Is it possible that I can still meet your needs?" chirps Anang.
"Not think about it now. As long as we can stay frugal, your savings can be an investment later," said Santi.
Anang laughed, but there was still a sense of worry running through his mind.
If Anang marries Santi, Anang must think about what he will do to guarantee Santi's life later.
For a while now maybe Anang still have enough income, but what about later?
Unless there is a miracle that can make Anang's contract successful, and maybe can get a decent result, to be an investment like Santi said.
Now, Anang can only hope that his ideals can succeed, because now Anang not only thinks of himself again, but there is Santi who is with him.
The bus they were riding, finally arrived at the destination city.
The city is foreign to Anang and Santi, and had made them both confused, when the invite they could not be contacted.
"The phone is not welcome!" santi said, sounding a little panicked.
Santi had several times to contact the person who invited Anang, before a car stopped right in front of them, who was standing on the side of the road outside the bus terminal.
Someone is seen getting out of the car, then approaching Anang and Santi.
"People?" ask the man.
"Yes." answered Anang.
"I'm Setyo. I invited you here." said the man named Setyo, sticking out his hand to shake hands with Anang.
"I'm with my future wife, Santi. He's the one who made the deal for me to sing." Anang said as he introduced Santi.
"Santi" said Santi
"Setyo," said Setyo, as Santi shook his hand.
"Let's get in my car now!" setyo said as he opened the middle door of his car, for Anang and Santi to enter.
"So, I called Setyo several times, but it was not welcome" Santi said.
"Oh... Sorry, my phone missed. Everyone was busy with the party preparations, so I was in a hurry to go to pick you up" Setyo said as he drove his car.
Not long after, the car that Setyo was driving was running, Anang and Santi could then see the trees that were neatly lined up like plantations, along their eyes they could see.
"My parents ran an acacia plantation, and my father recently dabbled in oil palm plantations. But not here, there's another island" Setyo said.
Setyo may have noticed that Anang and Santi seemed interested in the plant, which stood on most of the way.
Anang and Santi nodded their heads.
Attractively.
Anang became curious about the plantation, which had no fruit like that.
How the system works, the initial capital, and the calculation of the results.
Because it seems the results are quite decent, until the Setyo family can build a luxurious and large house, with a spacious yard, no less when compared to the homes of other rich people, which Anang had seen.
Setyo parked his car in his house.
"Today's my sister's birthday. He asked me to invite Anang, to sing at his party." said Setyo, taking Anang and Santi to walk into his house.
"Maclum, we are only two brothers, and he is the favorite daughter of father, also very spoiled with this brother," continued Setyo with a smile.
"We'll have lunch first. Later, you can use the guest room, for where you rest. Must be tired on a long road like that, right?!" setyo said again, after they walked far enough into the house, which seemed busy with many people passing by.