The Devil's Circle of Deception
Lacing

“Dad, he's not as bad as dad thought” said Wijaya.

Mr. Admaja threw a cigarette ashtray at his temple. Wijaya deliberately did not dodge or brush off the floating object. He walked closer holding his hand.

“Dad, just give a little bit of your mercy to that poor woman. She was the victim of her own husband's cruelty. Please don't stop me from helping him” Wijaya said.

Mr. Admaja hit the table hard, his eyes bulging showing his disapproval. He smacked his face until it swelled out blood vomit. Mr. Admaja's inner strength is so great, he's a former sportsman who won a championship medal in his country. Wijaya turned around to leave the room and slammed the door.

“Wijaya!” shouted lord Admaja.

“Master, do I have to stop the big lord?” ask mr. Sen.

“No need. One day he will regret his actions” said Mr. Admaja.

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Two well-dressed men knocked on the door very loudly. Transo opens the door while Lisa is busy in the kitchen preparing warm water for baby Jaka. From there, Lisa heard the sound of Transo laughing with some other male voices. Lisa looked over the door, well-dressed men with a suitcase on the table.

“What are they talking about?” mumbling Lisa.

Lisa carries a glass over the tray, they notice Lisa's arrival while smilingly bowing.

“Good morning mbak” said one of them.

“Good morning” legitimately carrying baby Jaka near Transo.

‘”Begini, we came here to invite Transo sir to work back to the company, even though this house no longer belongs to the company's home” said one of the men in a tie.

Forty days ago

After Transo was disturbed by the words of people who said he was an unemployed man who earned money by way of alimony. He used gendam science to subdue the corporate magnates who once fired him to work.

“Now they managed to get into the trap ku” muttered Transo.

The signature of the work contract was completed by the number of letters and documents along with the work agreement. As one of the men in white tie was about to take a sip of coffee, he dropped the glass and then shouted in fear.

“Arghh! There's worms in it!” said it.

Two other men searched and observed the worm that the white-tiered man meant. But they did not see a worm.

“Excuse us for our disrespect” said the man in black.

They say goodbye to leaving home, next to the suspicious Transo incident without regard to broken glass and paper leaflets of labor contracts that he should have kept well. He headed for his secret room, incense and candles he had prepared. The mantra of muttering blows the wind extinguishing the fire.

Lisa cleaned up the fragments, took pains she held Jaka's baby until almost the baby was released from the sling. Whining baby Jaka, the crying voice could not stop even though Lisa had calmed her down. Transo came out of the room, he snorted in annoyance then whispered hurtful words in Lisa's ear.

“Whispering! You're a mom why don't you take care of the kids? I'm doing a ritual!”

“Mas! This is your son! After her birth, you never touched or pet her” Lisa said.

Lisa enters the room and tries to calm the baby Jaka who can't stop crying. The little baby was still crying all night until his voice was as vague as the cry.

“Lisa, why can't she stop crying? I don't want his crying to trigger the creatures out there into this house” Transo said from inside his room.