WHO'S GONNA IMPREGNATE ME?

WHO'S GONNA IMPREGNATE ME?
Put Heart



I loved you from the first second we met - Milan


The sound of a good diving makes everything mesmerized. Not only did she have a good voice, her beautiful face was also very charming. Sing a song to the guests sitting in the chair, to the bride and groom sitting in the house.


A man in a plain blue shirt walked up the stage, he took out a bill of two thousand. Nelam was nervous as he held Nelam's right hand to scowl.


"It's so pretty." The man whispered, Nelam ignored him. Nelam was still singing and receiving his sawer.


The man stepped forward, making Nelam retreat. He poked Nelam's cheek making him a little uncomfortable.


"OK, Nelam. You have to hold on. You'll get used to it later, it's all for Mom and Reno." His inner.


The man felt Nelam's back, because of reflex, Nelam slapped the man's cheek. Nelam was fixated, his voice also stopped and they became the center of attention. Embarrassed, the man immediately stepped off the stage.


Mr. Hans panicked, he immediately enlivened the atmosphere again.


"Quietly, we offer the next appearance that our female idol will bring."


"Don't repeat," he whispered to Nelam.


Mr. Hans gives Nia his mic, then Nelam walks to his chair. Nelam should not have done this, but how else, he was uncomfortable because the man was very brave to touch him.


***


They had been at the house of Mr. Hans, the father of one child gathered his heretics to get his rights.


"Nih Nelam's. Your part." Hans gave him the money.


Nelam rounded his eyes in shock when he saw Mr. Hans giving him money only thirty percent of the results of his gig. Nelam could not believe that Mr. Hans was a double eye.


"Just this way, sir?" nelam asked, Mr. Hans rolled his eyes.


"You are new junior, you will also get a bonus. Just calm down." He said casually he laughed happily while wagging his large sum of money.


Truly, the world of work and entertainment today is very hard. What power is a weak and have nothing like Nelam. The woman put on her sweeter and walked out of the house in disappointment.


Someone grabbed his hand. "Patience, dear." Said sister Nia. Nelam smiled as Nia's sister confirmed it.


***


This morning, around 6 o'clock past 30, Milan was riding a red ninja motorcycle. He lowered his speed when he saw a woman walking by the side of the road.


"Hai Nelam, I predict we'll meet in class." Milan said beside Nelam. The woman turned both her eyes lazy.


"You're not Dilan. Don't be so-so-an hooligan, deh," he replied and then smiled a little.


"I'm not Dilan. At least you know I like you."


The diving that is still running is ignoring Milan.


"Room up, Nel. The first lesson is MTK. I don't want Mrs Tati to punish you."


"What's wrong, mil?"


"Not punished is bad. If you feel that way, I'm the same because we have a strong inner bond." The word Milan made Nelam stop then the woman looked at Milan. Milan lowered his leg. '


"We have a strong bond." Milan said again made Nelam smile then climbed himself behind Milan.


"Mil. don't speed!"


"Our fall, it's not just you who's sick I'm also because.." Milan ceased.


"We have a strong bond?" Sahut Nelam laughs. Nelam patted Milan's left shoulder. The man grabbed Nelam's hand and stuck it to his stomach.


"Handle, fear of falling!"


Because last night gig until twelve pm, Nelam finally fell asleep on the shoulder of Milan. The man felt the hand of Nelam about to fall. Milan clasped Nelam's hand firmly in his stomach so that Nelam would not fall. The rearview mirror was played by Milan so that he could see the beautiful face of Nelam.


"You're so tired, Nel."


"If you give me that answer now."


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