LOVE SONG SINGLES

Part 62's

By taking a taxi, Anang and Santi then went to Pak Robi's studio, after they finished breakfast, which Santi ordered.

Along the way, Santi stayed busy with his phone, and completely ignored Anang.

The rain which was originally just drizzling, was now getting busier, to the point that Anang could barely see the road, from the window beside him.

Although it is now a bit of daylight, but because the clouds and rain that block the sun, make the air temperature quite cold.

Along the way without anyone talking, what an unpleasant situation for Anang.

Anang who felt that Santi was not concerned about, began to think strangely.

His concern that Santi might leave him is becoming more and more so.

Upon their arrival, Santi immediately ran into the building, as if not waiting for Anang who intended to cover Santi so as not to get wet because of the rain.

"It's raining so much!" santi said to Mr. Robi, shaking hands with the man.

"Yes. There is hardly a day without rain anymore, right now," said Mr. Robi in response to the words of Santi.

"Says Anang has some songs that Anang mukah himself?! Let's try listening now?" said Mr. Robi after shaking hands with Anang.

Without the need to sit back, Mr. Robi immediately walked to the room where Anang had sung the song Mister Grand at that time.

Likewise with Anang and Santi, who followed Mr. Robi from behind him.

Anang was told to enter in a separate room, and sit right in front of the hanging microphone.

While Santi, Mr. Robi, and another man, were in the next room.

"Try singing now!"

Mr. Robi's voice was clearly heard from the headset that is now being worn by Anang, covering his ears.

A man sitting next to Mr. Robi gave a message for Anang, to start singing.

Anang saw Santi from the glass barrier.

The woman was busy looking at her phone.

Anang's excitement makes the song he sings, the more sad emotions contained in it.

Eight songs Anang composed about heartbreak, sung Anang until it runs out, but Santi still did not see Anang even though only once.

Mr. Robi seemed to realize Anang's anxiety through the song Anang, which he heard.

Mr. Robi is seen talking to the man next to him, then walking in the room where Anang was sitting.

"Sad that?" asked Mr. Robi with a smile, and patted Anang on the back.

Anang did not reply, just trying to smile forcedly.

Anang's face that feels hot, makes Anang sure that his face now must be red with embarrassment.

"Not to be ashamed. Song's good. Emotions could. Want to try recording professionally now? Any time?" ask Mr. Robi.

Anang saw the clock mounted on the wall in the next room.

There was still a little less than three hours, before he had to prepare for his promise later tonight.

"Can sir! There's still a little time. But wouldn't it trouble Mr Robi?" anang.

"Just calm! We can record as much as we can, and nothing is bothered. She will sing for our label. What is troublesome?" said Mr. Robi.

"Oh, yes. Do you have a different song than the songs?" ask Mr. Robi.

"There sir! There are two more songs" said Anang hurriedly.

"OKAY. Let's try to hear that first. We need singles, to introduce you to the music market" Mr. Robi said.

Mr. Robi then walked out of the room, and returned to the next room.

"Now?" ask Anang.

Mr. Robi and the man next to him, gave a sign with a thumbs up.

Anang then sang two songs of his creation, which came out of the theme, wholeheartedly.

"We recorded one of the songs first" said Mr. Robi.

"Come with me!" keep Robi again.

Anang then followed in the footsteps of Mr. Robi who walked in front of him, out of the room.

Anang was taken up to the floor of two buildings, while Santi stopped by sitting on the front sofa, without following Anang with Mr. Robi.

On the second floor of the building, it's more crowded than on the ground.

Many people passed by there, and all seemed very busy with their respective activities.

Anang saw the posters of the band, and solo singers plastered on the wall, and enough to make Anang stunned, to distract him from Mr. Robi.

"People!" exclaim Mr. Robi.

"That's right here!" said Mr. Robi again.

Anang surprised.

It turns out Mr. Robi is quite far ahead of him.

Hurriedly Anang walked after Mr. Robi, until a closed room, which was larger than the one on the ground floor earlier.

Mr. Robi then talked to some of the people inside.

In a glass-topped room like the one below, there is a band singing in there.

Not too long, though,

Anang watched the action of people singing while playing a set of musical instruments there, suddenly one of the people who spoke with Mr. Robi approached Anang

"Wait a minute! Once they are done, you will replace them there" said the man.

Anang just nodded his head.

This time Anang will probably approach the road to achieve his goal of becoming a famous singer.

A smile to himself, see and imagine, he will sing in it.

Imagine that the photos will be posters that will be affixed to the wall.

Anang must show his best, if he wants everything to run smoothly.

So busy with thoughts, and the shadows that Anang will become a professional singer, can erase his anxiety with love affairs.

Anang then saw that the group in the room had stopped singing, and played music, and then walked out of the room.

"Your turn in. Just wait inside. We'll give you a sign that everything is ready" said the person who may be Robi's man, who works as a producer.

Mr. Robi was sitting in a chair a little far from the table perched with a lot of buttons and a recording regulator.

Anang then sat in a separate room where the band was singing, with a microphone ready in front of him.

Not as easy as imagined.

You need to repeat the recording process several times.

Sometimes only a few words in the lyrics sung by Anang, he was dismissed, and told to repeat from the beginning.

Until Anang's vocal cords are exhausted and almost hoarse, because they have to sing repeatedly like that.

Anang had a few drinks, because his throat was dry.

Fortunately, even though one song was repeated, but the song was approved by the recording, and considered good enough.

Busy that day, until missed the time for his appointment later that night.

Anang felt very tired, from sitting for too long, and had to sing almost non-stop.

When Anang came out of there, Anang saw Santi leaned against the sofa, and had fallen asleep, it was clear that the woman was also exhausted waiting for Anang who was too long.

Anang then woke up Santi.

"Order taxi. Let's go home!" said Anang slowly.