The Devil's Circle of Deception
Wijaya's pain

Disturbances of haunted house creatures continue to haunt. The young lady of the former flower of the village was unknowingly being noticed from a distance by a man wearing a white uniform from behind the glass of a car. Plain white ayu face without thick makeup, black eyebrows like herded ants, hair in a bun looks elegant wearing a negligee dress the size of an ankle. Lisa was busy squeezing out her clothes and sunbathing, the man in uniform getting down from the car stood surprised to see a large tall black figure in red eyes nearby.

“Lisa!” Shouted the man running to form curves of body and hands while wanting to hug.

She slumped on the ground, Lisa moved reflexes away and pushed the clothes in her hand down.

“Mas Wijaya what are you doing here?”

“I'm looking for you, I heard about your wedding from Santi.”

“You are only a part of my past, I am already happy with Transo.” mas

Hearing Lisa's words, the man rubbed his own chest with a deep breath looking at Lisa's large belly. Rounded eyes fell silent for a few seconds his next hand almost managed to touch the belly of the woman he still loved. But Lisa remained on the stand, keeping her dignity as a wife away even further.

“I want to talk to you, would you give me the last glass of drink?” wijaya looked at himself.

“You just wait here, I'll be back” soon

He locks the door of the house, walking in followed by Wijaya towards the neighboring house.

Geck, tok, tok.

“Excuse me mbak!” lisa looked up at the closed window.

“What are you thinking? It seems like there is no one in” Wijaya said while cleaning her clothes.

“How can I accept you into the house, while my husband is not around. This is the only place to talk to you. Next time, don't bother me again. I press that I was happy with Transo” mas Lisa grasped her own hand turned away from Wijaya.

The masculine, classy and dignified man was still in a calm state of crouching waiting for all Lisa's wishes and all the treatment to him.

“I will remain patient to receive all your words” replied Wijaya in a low tone.

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The sound of the house door opening slightly, a little boy peeking inside just popped his head out. “Who's search?”

“There's mom at home? Please call ya” said Lisa smilingly staring at the little boy.

“Mbak, what's up?” He met Lisa then drew a point of view looking at the handsome, well-dressed man beside her.

“Mbak Dita, I have a distant friend. Can I talk to him in your house? My husband is not at home” whispered Lisa.

Dita nodded in agreement, she let them in and went to the kitchen. While his two children were toddlers watching from behind the door.

“Sini near sister, don't worry I'm your mother's friend” said Lisa approached the two.

They screamed hysterically in fear as Lisa touched the shoulders of the two children. “Didi, dodo soon mom will be there!” yelled from the kitchen.

Wijaya held Lisa's hand.

Eyes glazed, bodies trembling limped asking for love and Lisa's self back into embrace. Seeing the scene, the glass from Dita's hand fell apart almost hit her son.

“Mbak!” exclaim Lisa.

He rushes to help clean the broken glass, Dita calms Didi and Dodo, whose cries get louder in the room.

“Mas Wijaya! You better go now!” Lisa pushes Wijaya's body out of the house and closes the door.

“Lisa!” call Wijaya bend his legs.

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A few years ago.

Bright weather illuminated the roof of Mr. Hery's house and buk Hani, the motorcade of large families to get to their house was so crowded. A variety of offerings, parcels and a box of jewelry are ready to be given to Lisa. Wijaya, who was impatient to propose to Lisa, walked quickly ahead of her extended family to enter the house.

Long days all preparations are mature even all the necessities and guarantees of life for the future Lisa with him has been neatly arranged. Transo's love affair with Lisa, which lasted three years, has run aground in the presence of a man from the opposite island, disguised as a black magic spell, which spouts pellets and magic to lock Lisa's heart.

The figure that is present between Lisa and Transo covers the view of Lisa seeing the presence of Wijaya. They had promised to love and be faithful until the time had come to hope together forever. The look of hatred towards Wijaya was obvious when the young man's footsteps in white smiled looking like an enemy he hated most.

“Lisa, I'll propose to you today. I'll make you happy baby, come closer I've come home to pick you” said Wijaya will hug her.

Transo casually pulled a thin corner of his lips watching Wijaya, he had already managed to use the science of pellets to bury all the feelings of Lisa's love other than for her a.

“No, I don't want to marry you.

Forgive me, I chose Transo mas as my life companion!” Lisa brushed off Wijaya's hand. The quarrels, commotion and muscle fighting did not stop until Lisa pulled Transo's hand away from home.

“Lisa, my family is already in the living room waiting for us!” Wijaya pulls his hand but is again strongly beaten by Lisa.

Unpermissioned to her parents, Lisa went with Transo riding a bicycle pursued by Yuno from behind.

“Transo stop! Where do you take my sister!” yuno shouted until he managed to chase them and slapped Transo's face until the palm was drawn on his face.

“Bad you Transo! This is how you want to humiliate my family?” Yuno was furious and furious, the hand on the head was ready to punch wanting to punch. Lisa tries to separate the two, she holds Yuno's hand and cries moving the hand to hit herself.

“Mas Yuno, just hit me. Don't hurt Transo he's innocent!” sobs Lisa.

His poor sister, scratched by bad luck had already approached him. “How could my sister decide on Wijaya's proposal, the kind man who loved her so sincerely just to go with Transo? My woman-loving best friend has betrayed and ruined my sister's relationship with her lover. What has been done by Transo so that Lisa became willing to release Wijaya?” muttered Yuno lowered her hand trying to catch her breath panting looking at Transo sharply.

From a distance Wijaya saw everything, he shed tears sitting limp in the middle of the road.

Tin_tin (car horn sound from back) “Mas Wijaya beware!” “Wijaya!"