LOVE SONG SINGLES
The Part 126
While enjoying a hot chocolate drink, and a piece of milk pie cake, Anang still often looked out.
Look while paying attention to the behavior of people who walk outside.
For some time they were there, how many pairs of people who did the same scene, like the man and woman earlier.
There are even more extreme, while holding his partner, engrossed in making out.
It really looks free, and without any burden despite making out in public.
Likewise in the cafe, there are also couples who do the same scene.
All the scenery around Anang, it can damage the brain of people who are not used to seeing it.
Anang so remembered with the grapefruit woman, time on the cruise ship Mister Grand.
Maybe because of freedom as Anang saw it, so the woman did not hesitate to invite someone who attracted his attention to do s*x.
Ah, never mind...
The grapefruit woman was not as pleasant as Anang thought.
Even just like a nightmare, which makes Anang's head hurt.
Or maybe Anang failed at that time, just because Anang did not understand the talk?
Heh?
Conscious! Anang, awake!
If until Santi knew what Anang was thinking now, Anang could be left by Santi at that time.
But...
Actually the grapefruit woman is quite interesting...
Ah, start again...
Anang blinked his eyes quickly, trying to remove the shadow about the reddish-white woman, with her grapefruit lying under Anang.
Uh, why even more clearly remembered all that?
Especially when the woman shook on Anang, until the ball oranges shook.
Anahang!
Anang hurriedly drank his hot chocolate, until it almost choked.
"Why?" ask Santi.
"Nothing," said Anang, then lowered his face, as if he wanted to rush to finish the cake in front of him.
Don't let Santi read Anang's mind!
Anang had to think of something else.
Butwhat?
Anang looked here and there, but all the reddish whites, there were everywhere Anang looked.
"We'll just go home! I'm getting sleepy," Anang asked.
Instead of Anang being crazy if it lingers there, it is better for Anang to return to the apartment, later he can learn the lyrics of Anang's song which is now in English.
'Will Anang start recording tomorrow?
Santi though looks confused by Anang's movements, but just agree when invited Anang back to the apartment.
After paying for their food and drinks, Santi then walks out with Anang, and immediately looks for a taxi to take the two of them back to their apartment.
Upon arrival at the apartment, Anang hastily washed his face in the sink, in the bathroom which fortunately there is an option for warm-toenail water.
After feeling quite fresh, Anang sat down on the sofa, then put earphones on his teeth, while reading the lyrics in paper.
Anang had to shift his dirty thoughts, focusing on singing.
Enough, Anang! Enough's enough!
Anang could see with the tip of his eyes, that Santi was looking at him, but Anang did not dare to look at Santi.
Anang feels guilty for Santi, because of his wrong thoughts.
Not funny!
Santi Anang's wife.
Masa Anang still imagining 'something' with other women?
Anang could shift his mind, as he began to sing slowly, while hearing the tone of the song in his ear.
When Anang's mind was normal, and looking at Santi who was lying face down on the bed, Santi seemed to have fallen asleep.
Anang then turned off the lights on the ceiling of the room, then went to lie down with Santi.~
Still early in the morning, Anang's invitation has come.
The van bearing the symbol of Jordan and Henderson will be the transportation that takes Anang, as long as Anang works labeled Miss Jordan.
And as Santi said.
Working under the Miss Jordan label contract would be exhausting, it is.
Ever since they arrived at Miss Jordan's studio, Anang had already started recording.
Anang was forced to repeat several times, probably because it was considered Anang pronunciation less good.
Until sore waist and back Anang, sitting standing up, the recording seemed to be unfinished.
Singing over and over again, making Anang's throat feel a bit sore.
Maybe also because of tired travel between countries, plus the cold overnight temperature when Anang and Santi took a walk, Anang did feel that his body was not good that day.
Like going to get the flu, and quite disturbing in his breathing that feels itchy and dry.
If the way to work with Miss Jordan like that, maybe Anang will indeed be sick.
Just one song, but the recording was as if it were recording a hundred songs.
Sometimes Anang just sang a line of lyrics, Anang was stopped, then repeated again from the beginning.
From morning until evening, Anang was only allowed to rest for a while, for a lunch that Anang could barely eat.
Oh yeah, Anang hasn't seen Santi since he got out of the vehicle that drove them into the studio, and Anang got into the recording.
Anang looked around, looking for Santi after coming out of the recording room.
The touch in his arm, made Anang turn around.
Santi looks less excited, holding Anang's arm and taking him to sit on the sofa in the lobby.
"How was the tape?" ask Santi.
"It looks like it's done. But, I do not know if it is finished, or still has to be repeated again tomorrow" said Anang.
"Can you understand if they tell you to repeat your song?" ask Santi and smile.
"Don't make fun of me! I still don't understand what they're saying other than 'stop'. I just watched their hands move like a parking attendant" Anang said.
"Continue, reset, stop, continue, reset, stop!" connect Anang, while imitating the hand movements of the people in the recording room earlier.
It is like the movement of the parking attendant's hand that regulates the customer, when entering and exiting the parking lot.
Santi laughed softly.
"But, your voice... Your voice is a bit hoarse," Santi said with an anxious look on his face.
"You're also a little pale. You sick?" santi asked frantically, then pressed the back of her hand against Anang's forehead.
"No! Maybe just tired... Moreover, the recording was repeated," said Anang.
Santi did not seem to believe Anang's words.
"You can go home? Or is there something you have to do here?" ask Santi.
Anang shook his head.
"I don't know. How do I understand what they're saying?!" anang Sahut.
"Wait a minute here!" said Santi then stood up and walked towards the recording room Anang earlier.
Maybe about five dozen minutes later, Santi was seen coming back from there.
"You can go home!
They're still re-examining your footage. Come here again tomorrow morning! Either repeat the recording or how, tomorrow they tell," said Santi.
Santi then held Anang's hand, and led him to walk to a high table that was lobbied.
Santi then talked to some people there, before returning to see Anang.
"We can wait outside. Your van is still being directed to drive you home" Santi said, then took Anang and walked out of the studio building.
