LOVE SONG SINGLES

The Part 25

The voice of the teenage girl who invited Anang broke the crowd.

Anang and the girl's father turned around to see the girl waving her hands calling Anang.

Anang looked at the girl's father who shook his head.

"Nak Anang understood. My daughter is spoiled" said the housekeeper.

"It's okay, sir. I went there first, sir?!" said Anang.

The owner nodded his head.

Anang then excused himself from the group of people, then walked over to the girl who called him.

"Here, as promised. Thank you Bang!" said the girl, while thrusting a piece of envelope to Anang.

"Thank you too, Deck. Already want to invite brother," said Anang.

"Anybody want to go home?" ask the girl.

"Yes, the plan is so," said Anang.

"We're taking pictures for a minute, Bang!" said the girl with a clear look, to make her face look more cute.

Anang smiled, then nodded in agreement.

The girl smiled widely, then asked the photographer to take pictures of the two of them, as well as her female friends, taking pictures with Anang.

Before Anang came home, Anang was still called by the owner of the house, to meet him inside the house.

"The book should not be returned. Sorry, I do not want to offend son Anang, but what would Anang want if I give the clothes of the firstborn to nak Anang," said the owner of the house.

"I want to, Sir! Thanks very much!" sahut Anang happy.

Anang then sat waiting for the sofa while having a light conversation with the owner of the house.

Anang knew that the man had become a widower. It is fitting that Anang did not see anyone claiming to be the girl's mother since he came.

The owner of the house gave Anang a suitcase with a size large enough, his son's clothes are not used anymore.

"Thank you very much, sir!" said Anang.

Many times Anang thanked the owner of the house, before he left.

When Anang arrived at his place of residence, Anang then checked all the gifts of the girl and her papi.

Anang's eyes widened, inside the envelope was a sheet of paper that was there, far excessive of the reward offer that the girl said through a message.

Anang shook his head.

Anang then opened the suitcase, as surprising as the girl's envelope.

The clothes were still new, plus another pair of shoes, so Anang now had two pairs of good leather shoes.

Already all?

Haven't.

There was one more envelope in the suitcase, which contained even more valuable sheets of paper inside.

Anang let out a long breath. What he received today was overrated.

Anang took a mobile phone and typed a message to the teenage girl who invited him earlier.

'Decks, there's too much you gave me, thank you very much, Dek.'

Not too long ago, there was a reply message that entered on Anang's phone.

'It's okay, Bang. I'm happy, my friends were also happy just now.' replied the teenage girl.

Then Anang saw his picture with the girl, sent to his phone.

'I want you to put up that photo, so your profile picture, as a birthday present for me.'

Anang smiled reading the request of the girl.

'OK." Reply Anang.

In the photo Anang looks handsome, in a suit, even though he does not wear a tie.

His social media account was inundated with notifications shortly after the profile picture was posted.

Some just like, some are commenting, asking if it is just a friend, or girlfriend, or sister Anang.

Anang felt unable to reply to all the comments there, so he just looked and read it.

So did the incoming message, many and consecutive from many people who want to know who the girl for Anang.

Anang did not answer, his thumb could sprain if you have to type that much.

Anang so more often read on his f*cebook account, because Anang now already understand, if from the f*cebook account he might get a job to entertain, with the sound of singing and guitar quotes.

And it was true, she got three more request messages to sing, complete with a reward offer for her.

Anang then responded to requests that would on average be held the night after Maghrib.

While looking through the display of his f*cbook account, and confirming the new friend request, Anang listened to music with earphones in his earlobes.

The longer, and the more often Anang holds, and looks at his phone, Anang already increasingly understands all its uses.

With all the busyness of Anang, all day until that night, Anang so not too long for Gita anymore. Although he was still trying to check, and he only saw the Gita's last message, but he did not feel as much heartache as yesterday.

Anang looked around at his phone screen until sleepy, then fell asleep with the phone still on.~

When Anang woke up the next day, his phone was dead because it ran out of battery.

After connecting the charger on his phone, Anang then down the raft in the river. He wants to take a bath to be fresh, before learning new songs again.

Anang's routine today changed, he also did not look for new odd jobs, because he had to focus on the requests he was able to.

Tonight, tomorrow afternoon, tomorrow night, and the day after night.

If Anang routinely gets an offer to sing, he does not need to rush to find a new job. Moreover, the offer of rewards given is quite large, when compared to his job as a builder.

Giving the birthday girl last night, and her father alone, can already pay for the rental of Anang boarding house until the next year.

Jobs that suit hobbies and talents also feel more fun to do.

Anang became more excited. He had to perform at his best, so the one who invited him did not feel disappointed.

Upon Anang's return from the river, his cell phone battery was almost fully charged.

Anang then took the phone, then returned to practice the songs that are at the request of people who have a celebration.

Not too late, when Anang was still engrossed with his guitar, but Santi had come to disturb him again.

Anang shook his head.

This woman could not wait for Anang who came to her place.

This time Santi came while carrying two packs of food, and two large bottles of mineral water.

"Lunch with me," said Santi who without waiting for Anang's approval, immediately sat on the bed, next to Anang there.

Anang looked at Santi with astonishment.

This woman is so... It was also sad to see Santi.

"Let's eat first!" said Santi again who looks to have unwrapped his food after rubbing his hands with hand sanitizer liquid.

Anang gave Santi a piece of red money, before he joined in eating the food Santi brought.

"No need!" santi refused Anang's gift.

"Take it! I will not eat again if you buy food like this. Nor do I want to serve you anymore" Anang said

Anang forced while raising his eyes to Santi, and raised his eyebrows many times, until Santi gave up, then put the money Anang gave to the pocket of his shorts.

"I want to train first, I'll go to your place" said Anang, after they both finished lunch.

"It's okay. You just practice. I'm just with you" said Santi.