WHO'S GONNA IMPREGNATE ME?

Nelam Goddess Jewel

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Will the suffering all this time be exhausted, or will it never run out until the eyes can no longer shed tears.

Trust should not be a betrayal.

God is always good to his servant. Behind that event, there will be a thousand good.

You just have to believe and live your life with patience and kindness. God will give you the best...

Humans live on earth not just to get oxygen. But looking for a way to keep them alive from the millions of other humans trying to survive.

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...Since it is a lie, which is right to pretend to be strong, forced, to get used to. - Nelam...

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My eyes look dark and puffy. Water deposits are visible around the clear black eyeball until it drops into the smooth skin of her cheeks. It was always so that he had comfort in his heart, but Nelam had not found it. Laughter is a taboo in my life. And in such a situation, Drowning in grief. However, Nelam had to survive and find a bright gap, where he could get out of the dark void space.

This sadness has been experienced since he lost his father figure. Drowning in confusion at this moment considering his life's burden. His life is like a labyrinth, which is winding. His shoulders shouldered the future of his sister and the cost of his mother's treatment. It felt heavy to climb as if defying gravity.

The only thing Nelam has to do right now is one, find a job. Part-time is better, than she had to drop out of school.

His body was wrapped in a gray-white uniform coated by a blue alma mater toska. Thanks to Mom and Dad, Nelam can still survive. How in the future? Nelam will fight alone. Nelam must be an outstanding candidate in order to receive a university scholarship. Nelam will study hard, for the sake of his ideals.

After tracing through several classes, and going through the corridor, there was a brief swipe on his left shoulder. His daydreams cleared up instantly, his clear black eyes staring at the handsome face on his left side. The face of the ketus was still binding Nelam, what was domineering, no matter what, the man looked angry at Nelam.

"What's really dong if the road, don't know I'm in a hurry, what!" he said with a high tone a little snapping.

Nelam flinched, even Nelam did not focus on walking. It was as if his body was moving on its own without impulsiveness. Nelam had to be aware of the fact that the burden of his life had plagued his mind.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it" he replied with a raucous slight nervousness. His heart was beating fast and felt like it was about to fly out.

"Non purpose?!" his rush in a high voice drowned out the sound of a thundering heartbeat.

His legs began to he stepped a little frightened because of the sharp gaze but also charming at the same time. Having just stepped twice, his right hand was restrained by the man earlier. I don't know who that guy is, clearly Nelam has never met him. He'll scold Nelam, I guess.

The man stood in front of Nelam. Her body is tall. Looks handsome even stylish like a bad boy. You can see, she wears a necklace underneath that is rectangular to the top, and her hair is sticking out right here and there.

"Where's the office?" the tanya still looks flat.

The frightened dive finally breathed a sigh of relief. If he will continue to bang, Nelam pointed his index finger at a room on the left that is not far from the mading. The man let go of Nelam's left hand. Suppose it signifies he has to go there immediately, there may be a very important need. The man raises the shoulder strap of his bag intending to step but stops and even turns back his body.

"What's your name?" ask him suddenly.

Nelam did not wart, still not focused on one's questions. The man fixed his eyes on Nelam's left chest. Something he got, he smiled happily. Drowning in ambiguity, his hand even slapped the smooth cheek of the man. The man hissed feeling pain, his cheeks flushed.

PLAKKIS..

"Shh.., aw.., sick tau!" his erang.

"You see what, eoh??!" snapped Nelam due to a misunderstanding.

"Look at the name of Lo doang. How terrible!"

Nelam had already clenched his hands ready to play boxing. The frustration made Nelam just cluck and then stomp his hand. Nelam left the man with a sullen and sour face. The man looked at Nelam's back, he displayed his sweet smile.

"Basic weird chick."

The white-skinned hand wiped his tears quickly. His eyes flickered and his hands rattled his face. As usual, the corner of her lips she pulled formed a perfect lip arch. Her smile was so sweet, that was the Nelam of the Goddess of Jewels. Behind his cheerful demeanor, stored a lot of delusions and uneasiness. Allocating his sadness was enough in the heart, it was better, than looking pitiful in front of many people. Nelam does not need the mercy of others, because they will not help him. Nelam. He's felt it.

With a slow breath, Nelam stepped into the classroom. Nelam's eyeballs widened in all directions until it was fixed to the empty bench of the third row. Nelam smiled kindly at the woman who first occupied the seat beside him. "Excuse me, " said Nelam politely to make the woman return her smile and put some books on the table. Trying to be adaptive, Nelam ventured, "Does anyone want to sit here?" the question is a little awkward.

"Eh .., nothing, really. Sit down," he replied to make Nelam put his carrying bag and without hesitation occupied the chair.

Nelam glanced to the left side of his seat, he extended his hand to the woman earlier, "Known, I'm Nelam." Nelam smiling friendly very acceptable.

The curly-haired girl shook her hand, "Yes greetings too, my name is Vera."

After they shook hands, suddenly a hand that had a slightly dark brown color with veins that protruded like roots was in front of Nelam. Diving up and gasping at the sight of its owner. It turned out to be a handsome, exotic-skinned, sharp-nosed man, with a resolute jaw and the most attractive being his thick eyebrows framing above his eyes. A perfect man like him would have liked a lot of girls.

Dive over that helping hand. This time his gaze turned sour, there was something Nelam hated from this figure. Either a problem in love or another problem. What was clear was that Nelam looked pale and uninspired.

Danu Ibrahim, his name. Dating Nelam for approximately two years, but Nelam always felt hurt by his girlfriend's behavior. He always plays behind his back and always lies to him. If Nelam had not loved him, he might have ended this traitorous love story.

"Liar." Nelam

He scooped up Nelam's cheeks moving him left and right. Nelam clasped his hands staring at Danu sharply.

Vera just shook her head looking at the lovers.

Danu sat on the table in front of Nelam. The woman patted her upper arm. "Don't sit at the table!" Nelam advised, but Danu still ignored him.

"You're still mad at me? You should believe me. That chat isn't my affair. I can't cheat on a girl as beautiful as you."

That persuasive sentence was never imagined by Nelam. How could Nelam agree and forgive him back. It was like there was a collision in his heart. It was impossible for Nelam to let his heart continue to be hurt and hurt. For now Nelam choose to silence and lock his mouth tightly until there is a time that Nelam can choose to end the relationship without this seriousness.

"Bu Tati coming ... Mrs Tati is coming." The sound of notifications from his friends made Danu panic and then stood up and walked towards his seat.

Bu Tati entered followed by a man with a look like a bad boy. He wears a uniform with a shirt on the back that comes out of his pants, hooking the shoulder strap of the left handbag on his left shoulder, not to forget the black bracelet accessories on his wrist makes anyone judge that this man is a bad boy.

"Secondly, he's the new kid here named Milan. He's a Darussalam ponpes," Bu Tati said, making the children hold back their laughter. How not, the guy with the appearance of urgency was turned out pesantren output.

Turns out the guy Nelam met near the mading was: Milan. Yeah, it's a fucking coincidence. The brief encounter led anyone to think that Milan was the main character in a fictional story. Meet accidentally until a romantic date and get married.

Back to Milan. Milan had attended private High School but due to mismanagement, his parents chose to enter Milan into boarding school. Coincidentally his parents as the manager of the pesantren. The decision of Milan's parents to enroll in the ponpes did not change Milan. Milan is increasingly becoming - so let alone often blurring.

"Milan you're sitting in the left corner. You sit the same Danu." Said Mrs Tati, Milan who had a beautiful face was walking backwards but the women in the class looked at Milan amazed except Nelam. He looks ordinary.

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