LOVE SONG SINGLES
The Part 78
Not only are the streets of the complex crowded, the largest shopping center in the city, it is also crowded with many visitors.
Anang who followed Santi's steps, had several times almost hit other visitors, because it was too busy looking here and there.
Almost in all directions the eyes looked, ranging from children to adults busy passing by, and looked troubled with grocery bags.
Especially the men.
Starting from a woman's bag, to a plastic bag, looks to meet the shoulders until the hands, the men are prosperous.
The most interesting thing Anang, visitors who are with his partner or family, must be happy only the woman.
While the men, most put on a frowning look, and look limp.
It feels like it has been more than an hour, Santi brought Anang around the shopping center.
One by one the merchant stand, Santi entered, walked around while looking inside, but nothing was bought.
"Is there anything you want to buy?" ask Santi.
"Nothing." said Anang, looking over and over.
"Keep you don't want to buy what, then?" ask Santi.
"Eh, there's no. What are you looking for?" anang said back to ask.
What's wrong with these women?
Santi who seems to want to shop, but Anang who asked.
Anang may be almost the same as other men in general, who are there.
Anang could hardly bear, whose name was waiting, or following Santi who seemed to want to shop, but had not met a suitable one, then had to go around in circles, and walked around looking here and there.
The problem is, I don't know what to look for.
Ckck...
Worth the visitors version of his fathers, face sour, and pouty.
It is exhausting to follow the female partner, who is shopping.
Maybe Anang invited Santi home at that time, but unfortunately, Anang did not have that much courage.
Santi had never nagged Anang.
It's just that, Anang most likely will not be able to feel, if until Santi nagged at him.
Better Anang's feet are sore, than the eardrum is achy, because the tone of the voice of irregular nagging, from octave one, to octave seven.
How's gents? Agreed?
Fortunately, Santi can also get tired, and invite Anang to stop at one of the stands, which sells drinks, and snacks.
"We're drinking there!" said Santi, while pulling Anang to come with him in a stand, which contains chairs and tables neatly lined up.
In the stand it is no less dense.
There were only a few seats left that were still empty, and Anang could occupy with Santi, without being able to choose too much.
Most of it is filled with visitors, who are average abege children, until they look the same age as Anang and Santi.
"You still want to go to Papa's?" ask Santi.
"Actually, I don't really want to go there. But because your father asked, it would not be nice if I did not obey him." replied Anang.
"Hm... Yes, we will go there, I finish shopping," said Santi.
Shopping? Any more?
Anang prefers to sleep alone in the room, if this is the story.
Santi ordered two cups of coffee, and two servings of pancakes with syrup on top.
"This breakfast, right?! Or do you still want another one?" santi asked, when the order came.
"That's enough." replied Anang.
While enjoying hot coffee and snacks, Anang looked around.
Anang's eyes were fixed on someone, a figure that Anang knew very well.
The Gita.
Gita was with a man, who was sitting on his back to Anang.
It's good that Gita's got a new boyfriend.
Well then, Gita will not bother Anang and Santi anymore.
Anang looked at Gita and her friend for a while, then continued to finish the food, and drinks.
"Have you?" santi asked, who seemed to have finished the cake first, even though the coffee was still more than half.
Santi put on a sour face.
"Eh, forgot! You still want to shop?" said Anang hurriedly, before Santi erupted his anger.
"Come, shopping!" take Anang, holding Santi's hand, and take him walking away from the stand.
Almost only!
Fortunately Anang embrace on Santi's waist, able to withstand the words of wisdom and philosophy, which almost came out of Santi's mouth.
Santi was already looking happy again, and this time he was actually shopping.
Two medium-sized plastic bags, filled with everyday items, to clean themselves.
Actually, if you just want to buy it, in the minimarket in front of the kost there is also.
Never mind...
What matters is that Santi is happy.
"We go back to the hostel first?" asked Anang while lifting the grocery bag in his hand.
"Yes. Later from there we will go to Papa's house," said Santi.
As usual, by taxi, Anang and Santi returned to their boarding house.
Santi tidied up the groceries, while Anang straightened his waist on the bed.
"Your face is all tangled, if you lie down so," Santi chirped.
Anang turned to look at Santi, who seemed to have finished arranging the items in his place.
Anang hugged Santi, then took her to lie down next to Anang.
"Your face is also tangled now!" anang.
"Oh... Really true?" santi asked and then pinned Anang's head.
Anang just laughed, even though his forehead felt quite sore.
No one wants to get out of bed, both are busy looking at the screen of their respective phones, for some time.
"It's almost twelve in the afternoon. So we're going to your Papa's?" ask Anang.
"Hm... I chatted papa first, who knows he's not home" said Santi.
Santi was then seen typing something on his phone screen.
"So. I'll book a taxi!" sahut Santi's.
"It has. Let's get out! Soon the taxi came," asked Santi, then went down from the bed, but Anang held him back.
"If you're there later, don't leave me alone with your Papa! You accompany me," said Anang.
"okay!" sahut Santi, and kissed Anang's lips at a glance.
Ah, Santi's...
Always fishing for Anang.
What's the kiss passing by like that for?
Anang hugged Santi, and kissed her to the satisfaction.
Santi smiled widely, after Anang kissed her, with such passion.
"Happy?" ask Santi.
"Not yet!" anang Sahut.
Santi just laughed, then hurriedly left Anang who was still lying on the bed.
Inevitably, Anang had to get out of bed, and overtake Santi who was waiting for him in front of the door, which was already open.
"Be careful! If your 'Guests' are gone, I'll bother you, until you're limp!" said Anang while embracing Santi.
Santi laughed again, sticking out his tongue to mock Anang.
Ckck...
Want it to feel Anang biting Santi, so anxious.
But something was disturbing their vision, when they were walking down from the top floor, right on the last rung of the stairs.
The Gita.
Why did this woman show up again?
Wasn't she with a man?
"I want to talk to you!" said Gita.
