The Devil's Circle of Deception
death shroud

While inside the crowded room, a woman dressed in sexy slammed the door. He went in and pulled Transo's hand out. Boat-sized haired woman wearing thick makeup and lipstick orange.

“Laila, why did you come to my house? What if Lisa finds out?” Tanya Transo glared.

“Let the old woman know about our relationship! I can't stand being your mistress anymore!” peekik Laila pulled her body.

“While I meet all your needs! You never feel deprived and suffer. House, car and everything, you don't have to work either. Is it still lacking?”

“Not until you really make me the first wife. Let's quickly divorce her” Laila remains pushy without realizing Lisa has reached home.

The pressure of life is like hell.

After reaching the jinn market in the stealth village around his home region. Lisa gets illumination from a flame that lights up flying giving directions for the way home. Slices of pain never stop, Lisa tried hard for the sake of her biological child. Branched thinking about Wijaya that is still left on the brink.

“The man that is already mine now has another woman while the man I have dumped is still faithfully helping and looking after me. I can't believe I'm dealing with Transo's mistress. Should I let it go? Or did I slap the woman? Someone will not dare to enter the house if the owner does not allow it, right?” lisa's murmuring held back the nearly spilled cry.

A puddle of little specks in the corner of her eyes slowly swept her. Means a step closer to a pair of dark lovers who see him.

“Excuse me, is this mbak the wife of Transo?” said Laila-style waist-to-toe.

“Laila, what are you going to do?” Transo pulled his wrist.

“Mbak why not answer my question? Is mbak mute? Listen yes mbak, I am the lover of Transo mas who will be his wife.”

Transo was just speechless, heavy to pick and release. Moreover, his relationship with Laila had gone a long way. He hit his head down looking at them. Lisa went into the house, packing her things. Her crying could no longer be held.

“Which other women besides Laila? Yesterday I found out my husband had a love letter from another lover” Lisa muttered.

He's been exposed to Transo pellet science, his decision to leave the house restrained. Lisa locks the room, she wants to end her life but again remembers the baby. On the outside side Transo approached Laila and occasionally glanced around.

“Darling, you just go home. I'll give you more money. Tomorrow I will send you various luxury gifts.”

Transo seduce, his hands coiled around his waist rubbing squeezing motion.

Fucking male charms embedded science pellet captivating women. He breathed a spell into Laila's ear so that it was only a matter of seconds that the woman obeyed his words.

“Alright, I say rouse” said Laila.

Transo nodded his head smiling, he opened the car door for Laila and let go with a laugh.

A shroud flying at the end of the road following his car, he frowned observing the oddity.

All causes and effects on the earth will be reciprocated even if justice is very long encountered. Or the demands of happiness are never created but believe me the sky is not always on the side of eternal darkness.