The Devil's Circle of Deception
Transo adores black magic

This land was barren, its color was conspicuously blood-colored without plants reluctant to accept the destiny of life. Loyalty is still read in all places struggle to find time to meet. Even though the body and feet are not able to sustain the rain of fire on the earth of the supernatural world. The fire replaced by the blaze of love preserves a never extinguished taste.

Lisa's body spasms felt a foreign object enter her stomach. The water has long broken, bleeding and weakness in the body is now changing to feel healthy and fresh fit again. Wijaya came running carrying scissors, a bucket of two long cloths that he found in the closet.

“Lisa! Lisa!” yelled Wijaya saw the woman's meta turn white.

The body from within seemed to be fighting with itself. Lisa stopped crying, silent grinning at him.

“Lisa! Quickly push your baby!” yelled wijaya once again.

“Lisa, do you remember the one you taught?” a foreign voice murmured in Lisa's already unrestrained ear.

Suddenly white smoke came out from his body. It made Lisa realize that Wijaya had cut the road where she urinated to remove the baby.

“Arghh!” scream Lisa.

The process of the birth of the first child was accompanied by supernatural beings, heavy rain and thunder booming, Wijaya cleaned the baby with the water he had provided, he said, he also wrapped the baby's body using a long cloth and then kissed his forehead. The cry of a baby boy managed to let out a speck of rain in the corner of his eye.

“If he was a ku” biological child murmured Wijaya put the baby next to Lisa.

Deftly Wijaya takes care of and takes care of Lisa. The blood-filled water he threw into the sewer, resulting in the sound of laughter screeching kuntilanak and ravens flying. Meanwhile, the baby's still-moving ari-ari she puts into a jug she finds in the kitchen.

“I must immediately bury ari-ari this” murmured Wijaya.

“Lisa, you take care of your child first. I will leave you for a while to bury this ari-ari” said Wijaya.

He searched every corner of the room for candles, batters and shovels. After finding all the objects he was looking for, Wijaya dug a small hole behind the house to bury the baby's ari-ari.

“Hihi” the sound of laughter is very loud from the figure of kuntilanak behind him.

Blood-colored saliva was already flowing profusely, he was already impatiently enjoying the ari-ari that was inside the jug.

“Go!” Wijaya.

His body was slammed and thrown to the ground. However, Wijaya still held tightly to the object in his hand. His feet dragged to the ground stepping towards the pit dig.

“I won't lose!” his murmur then put the jug into the ground.

Ari-ari was successfully planted into the soil. Candle light as illumination as illumination. Wijaya ran into the house, she locked the door tightly and found Lisa carrying a glass of water.

“Thanks mas” says Lisa.

“You just gave birth and lost a lot of blood. Tomorrow I'll bring you plenty of vitamins and nutritious food. Tonight hold on, the weather outside is not supportive for me to drive looking for your needs, said Wijaya noticed the look on Lisa's face.