LOVE SONG SINGLES
The Part 99
Anang and Santi were still in the park for some time.
Enjoying the atmosphere of the city in that place, as if not in the middle of the city, the park area is spacious, as if able to reduce the noise of motorized vehicles passing by on the highway.
The night, the more crowded the place.
Who used to be a lot of small children who play with their parents, now change with people who only come alone, or go with peers.
Starting from young people who seem to be busy making out, to adults who seem to want to spend time with their partners there.
Anang saw some buskers, who walked to visit the visitors there.
"I'm afraid to come busking in crowded places like this." chirped Anang.
"Why?" ask Santi.
"Usually there are only thug bosses who control this place. Those who dare to busking or begging in their territory, must make a report first, also divide the results with thug bosses," said Anang.
"The average thug boss is ferocious, if we can not obey their will." continued Anang.
Santi then pointed with his eyes at some scantily dressed women.
"If I used to be like that, don't want to be in this place because I'm worried that there's a family of Papa acquaintances who recognize me. Not out of fear of thug bosses" Santi said.
"No one thug boss dares to disturb a miniskirt" Santi continued, laughing softly.
Anang squeezed Santi's hand, which he had grasped earlier.
"Don't get back in that outfit!" anang.
"No need to wear clothes, right?" santi asked in a mocking voice.
Anang looked at Santi closely.
"In front of you means." continued Santi laughing, then kissed Anang's lips there.
Although Anang is eager to return Santi's kiss, but there is still a sense of shame when near them many other visitors.
Anang retreat regularly.
"Why? You mad? I was just kidding." said Santi.
"It is not so.." said Anang while directing his eyes around the two of them.
"Many people!" connect Anang.
Santi then looked around.
"They don't care about us. Look, look at it!" santi said as she pointed at the abege children, who were busy kissing near them.
"I also want to." said Santi in a whining voice.
Anang squeezed Santi's hand, so anxious.
"Later on!" anang.
"I want... Just sec... Ya? Ya...?" Santi was still whining.
She bit her own lips.
Inevitably Anang complied with Santi's request.
Ah, Santi is outrageous.
Momentarily said?
Santi's hand hugged Anang's neck until he could not retreat, so Anang continued to kiss him there for a long time.
"Happy?" said Anang who screeches.
"It's over!" replied Santi lightly, then blinked one eye.
Anang shook his head, smiling.
Just want Anang to bring Santi home, to be punished for his mischief, right then and there.
But, Anang's stomach was rumbling, able to make Anang undo his intentions, to torture Santi as soon as possible.
"I'm hungry!" anang.
"We'll eat at the store!" said Santi who squinted her eyes while looking at Anang, then bit her own lips.
Anang is increasingly anxious with Santi's attitude, which still tempts Anang's patience.
"Yes. The chunky!" anang said as he stood up and walked in haste, with his arms embracing Santi's waist.
Santi just laughed gigglingly, as Anang half dragged him, to walk quickly with Anang.
Upon arrival by taxi, when getting out of the car, Santi did not want to walk alone.
Santi opened both hands instead, as if asking Anang to carry her.
"Manja is a person! Fortunately I am, darling. If not, I threw you out of the balcony!" said Anang ketus.
Santi just laughed gigglingly, and seemed to be indifferent to Anang's ravings.
When they were upstairs, another uninvited guest came to their room.
Gita looks sad when Anang who is still holding Santi, walks up to her.
"Am I just bothering you?" ask Gita.
"Let me down!" santi whispered in Anang's ear.
"It's okay. Gita must get used to seeing us, so that there is no more awkward when meeting," said Anang who also whispered to Santi.
"What's wrong?" ask Anang to Gita.
"I just want friends. Tired of self-hostage." said Gita.
"I bought this, we can eat together" continued Gita again.
"Where's the room key?" ask Anang to Santi.
Santi then reached into his bag, and pulled the key out of it.
Anang then lowered Santi from his sling, then opened the door of the boarding room.
"Let's go in!" anang.
Santi walked in first, followed by Gita, while Anang the last one followed in, and closed the door.
"Have you waited a long time?" santi asked, putting her bag on the table.
"just now. I almost went home. I thought you guys went to the invitation" said Gita.
"I want to borrow the bathroom" said Gita.
"Just go!" sahut Santi's.
When Gita came into the bathroom, and the door was closed.
Anang hugged Santi and kissed him.
Anang had to take the opportunity, because if Gita had come out later, would not want to have to wait for Gita to come home, then Anang can reply to Santi's behavior that teased him earlier.
When the sound of the bathroom door was open, Anang then hurriedly took off Santi, then pretended to be busy opening the closet, and as if he was looking for something in it.
I think Gita might be too stupid.
Already know Anang and Santi already like that, why still come to visit them?
Wouldn't it just hurt her own heart?
Anang can see the look on Gita's face that looks sad, but what do you want?
Gita does not know that Anang loves Santi, and certainly will not return to him.
What does Gita expect?
"What did you bring?" santi asked who sounded like she was making small talk.
"steamed brownies" said Gita.
While going to sit on the side of the bed, Anang felt sorry to see Gita, who seemed to force himself to keep looking strong.
"Looks, yummy!" said Santi, while looking at the cake that Gita had just opened from the package.
"I'd like to order dinner. Want to eat here?" ask Santi.
Gita saw Anang for a moment.
"Yes" said Gita.
Huh huh?
Gita, oh's... The Gita.
As soon as you look at Anang, who put his heart only to Santi.
If Anang is positioned like the Gita now, let alone sit together for a long time, maybe Anang will never come to visit again, and try to find a new life.
After all, the world is not only as wide as moringa leaves.
No way, no one else could be the seat of the heart.
Never mind...
It's up to Gita.
As long as no one fights, it feels okay, and Anang does not need to throw Gita away.
