7 Virgin Blood
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Damnit damnit! I'm cursed. I majored in IPS in my High School education. I don't understand biology. How's now? I was confused myself: what is DNA? Why is a DNA test necessary to identify blood relationships between one person and another? Can a DNA test be used to identify a niece and her uncle or aunt? Is the DNA of identical twins exactly the same? And the question I most want to know the answer to is: will the DNA of the baby Jaka Prasetya match the DNA of Jaka Pradana so as to state the biological relationship between father and son?

Holy wow...! The fear frustrated me so much that I spent the rest of my life searching for information from the internet. But instead of getting a satisfactory answer, I get a reprimand. Without me noticing when it came, Ak Jaka had already snatched the phone from my hand.

"What does this mean?" he continued, staring and reading a glimpse of the title of the article I read.

Nawat, I thought. I never know, exactly don't know yet, what if Ak Jaka is angry or offended? How will he behave to me now? I gulped, then cleared my throat. "Nothing, Ak," I said. "I'm just afraid.what if there's a reason fate took you from me. That's all."

Disgusted, Ak Jaka threw my phone on the sofa and sat down. "You think I'm going to marry a pregnant woman by Prasetya, hmm? That so?"

I'm shaking. Lying.

"Don't lie. I know what's in your head." Jaw hardens. "Listen to me, I'd rather die than admit to a mistake I didn't make at all. Whatever the world wants to say. Let people threaten me in any way, I will not be afraid at all. I'm not guilty!"

Geez, he looks kind of awful when angry. "Sorry, Ak. I didn't mean to make you angry. I'm sorry, I beg you?"

He didn't budge, and instead walked out of the villa towards the backyard. "Please make me juice" he asked as he stepped.

Regretting. I curse my careless ignorance. I really had no intention of making my husband so upset and angry like that. I'm just afraid that there's a possibility: "an excuse" that has Ak Jaka cornered and forced to take responsibility for the girl's pregnancy being desecrated by her twin brother. I fear. That'sthat's all.

Kuhela took a deep breath. I need to calm down, my mind. And I have to win her heart back.

Soon, I went into the kitchen. Open the refrigerator and take out the cold melon and make juice for Ak Jaka.

In just a matter of minutes, the melon juice was ready and I immediately took it to the backyard. Ak Jaka was swimming at the time.

"Bring here" he said as I was about to put the juice glass on the table.

I nodded, obeying his request in silence, then stood by the pool holding the juice glass with both hands as if to hold it to the chest.

"Sit down."

Eh?

"Sit... Ak?"

He's nodding. "Here," he said, still in his cold tone and pointing at the place, asked me to sit by the pool. Right in front of him. There's his phone with a dark screen lying there.

I comply. I sat in front of him with my legs bent, but it didn't match what Ak Jaka wanted.

"Sit down right. Put both your feet in the water."

Ow hell! He must have done something to me.

I'm anxious. As soon as I sat down with both feet submerged in the water, Ak Jaka immediately took a position between my two exposed limbs.

"My juice, please."

Oh my goodness, please don't be this cold and this cold. My heart grimaces.

"I'm sorry?"

I'm stunned. I lost focus as Ak Jaka downed his juice, then suddenly I realized he was saying that word. "I'm sorry?"

"I don't mean to be angry, upset or...." He took a deep breath. "I'm sorry. Pardon?"

Oh my God, I'm silent. Uneasily. From Ak Jaka's expression I can feel that he holds a burden that he himself has. Butwhat?

"Prasetya contacted me via email."

"Emm?" Looks like my eyes are almost glaring. "What message?" tanyaku carefully.

"Read this." Ak Jaka grabbed his phone and turned the phone screen on me.

New month for a new chapter. This story will continue. There will be more new stories and it will be more exciting.

I practically frowned, confused.

"That's all he wrote." Ak Jaka raised his shoulders. "He didn't say it directly. But I get it, he wants me to get caught in his trap. He wanted the girls to sue me, maybe even he wanted me to end up in prison like he did. He wants to start a new round of trouble."

I don't know when, my hand that touched his face now moved to the head, exactly landed on my forehead. "The new brother? God, I don't understand, why is he so hurt on you? Isn't what happened to her her her own fault?"

"Yes." Yeah." Ak Jaka threw a glance into the distance. "But what made her even more hurt was that, after she went to jail, the girl she wanted wanted wanted her twin sister."

Huh huh?

"Not rational" I growled. "He's not sane."

I really am angry. Moreover, the damn memories of how that man touched me back then were now vying in my mind. Piss me. Goddamnit!

"Indeed he's not sane. I don't know how many girls were victims in the last month."

Stuffy. I shake my head. "Seven," I murmured. "Maybe only seven. But it was to obtain a lucky talisman. And if it continues, I don't think it's for good luck charms anymore. Except to create chaos. And. this month, it will probably be more than seven. If he had already obtained his lucky charm, plus the soul-loving stone...."

"Whatchu mean? How can you say all that? You just talk or...?"

Relax, Wulan. It's time you spoke. Once again I took a deep breath to calm myself down. "I. I mean a lot of what I know. Or maybe you're the one who pretends not to know how your twin brother's horn acts and what his purpose is."

"you mean? Why are you even...?"

"Maybe you know a lot. It's just that you don't want to talk to me about it."

"What's? How come? Why are you accusing me of that now?" He rubbed his face in agitation. "OK, okay, I do hear a lot of information, but I don't know the truth at all."

"The truth is that your twin brother was trying to get a lucky charm from the seven virgin bloods that he felt. I mean by ritual.have seven girls and take away their virginity."

Ak Jaka shook his head. Opposed to the fact he heard from my mouth. "Mustahil Prasetya believed in such things. Impossible."

"That's a fact. I heard him talk to myself about a good luck charm. Actually I know a lot of things. I saw for myself what he was doing. I saw him. He tasted the virgin blood of that woman. Emm. He licked the virgin's blood with his tongue, and then he took. It's in the wallet. His grandson Nek Aluh's love was his fourth victim. At that time he muttered to himself, he needed three more virgins."

Ak Jaka was only silent with his mouth gaping.

"He had a round, shiny black stone. The stone is also like a talisman. His name is the Soul Enchantment Stone. I don't know if the stone is really efficacious or not. If it is efficacious, maybe the stone that makes him can easily lure the girls so that they unconsciously give up their virginity. Even if the stone does not have efficacy, but your face is handsome, right? Moreover, people thought that if it was Jaka Pradana, without any such things, the girls would voluntarily surrender themselves to the handsome businessman who was wealthy. Consciously or not, girls are indeed lured into the good looks of your face. Even the lesbian girl* was lured in because of your manhood."

Oops!

"I mean to your twin brother's manhood. I'm sorry...?"

My mouth is out of control.

"So what should I do now? Change this stealthy search with a massive contest? Do I have to put my own face in a flyer, a newspaper? put it on social media? Didn't he? Goddamnit!"

I really understand the confusion. But how else? More and more victims are falling. In the end everyone will know that face: the face of a venereal criminal.