The Devil's Circle of Deception
Demoniacal

Wijaya feeds a few scoops of powder to Lisa, she also gives her warm water and a packet of vitamins.

“Thank” says Lisa.

She has not been able to freely move her body, even to carry her own baby. He can only hold me on the bed. The tiny baby whined, the movement of facial expressions grew funny making Wijaya smile. He lifted the swing with his arms that looked strong. The look of the face originally looked so tired as if replaced cheerful when cuddling a child that he now considers as his own child.

“Lisa, even though this child is not my flesh and blood. From now on, whatever needs I will meet” said Wijaya moved the baby to Lisa's side.

“No, mas Transo is the biological father who will be responsible. Mas, you better get out of here!” snapped Lisa.

“Alright, after I take care of you and this baby I will go as far as” he replied.

Wijaya walked out of the room carrying a box of baby milk and an empty bottle of pacifier. In the kitchen, he heated the water to fill the milk in the bottle. In the other room, he saw a red-eyed black figure staring at him. The creature that almost hid it in the giant tree in front of the house is now found again. The doors slammed, the sound of Lisa's screams from the loud room along with the cry of her baby.

“Lisa!” jerrit Wijaya's.

The creepy figure disappeared then entered his body, in half consciously holding the strong baby who was already crying in fear.

“Lisa, awake!” Wijaya put down the milk bottle then patted her shoulder.

Wijaya read a short surah to her ear, Lisa crying in pain. She is unconscious, while the baby is back carried by Wijaya. The young man very patiently held a bottle of milk and put it in the mouth of a tiny baby who had stopped crying. After a few minutes, the baby fell asleep on his lap.

“If he were my biological child” That sentence was repeated time and time again he said without getting bored when he looked at the baby with great affection.

“I'll call you Jaka” whispered smilingly rubbing and peeping his forehead.

The situation seems to be back to normal, Wijaya lulls the baby next to Lisa. He gave the wind oil to the sole of his foot while enveloping the two.

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Scorching afternoon Transo returned home wearing tattered camping clothes. He glared movingly hitting Wijaya seeing the man in uniform standing in front of the door of the house.

“Mas, I'm just helping your wife. She gave birth last night and you didn't come home for days. Lisa suffered from mas” said Wijaya put the two hands together.

“Be quiet, don't interfere with my household problems! Go!” transo shouted throwing stones at him

The glass of the car broke, but Wijaya remained patient in driving his car away from home. An ungrateful man and a murderer. That's the thing that's circling in Wijaya's mind.

“How will the fate of Lisa and her child be?” muttered.

At home, Transo sees his first child born safely. He examined all the baby's limbs.

“Do not until this child becomes a victim, my master who is in a giant tree should I give offerings with babies from concubines and other wives” said Transo.

He did not look at Lisa at all. The crazy man raised his baby in a high voice let out a loud laugh.

“Hahaha, the successor of my science!”

“Mas, release my son!” said Lisa.

He gets up from the bed blocking Transo from taking him out of the house.