
"Your science is high, opo kowe, mertamu nang my hut?"
(Your religion is high, what do you want, to visit my house?)
The question of a queen sitting on the throne seemed insinuating, but Azam did not mind it at all. Today, all must end and return to the human world without sacrificing another human being again, "I want to bring them home. Has the show been lacking all this time? The hanging bones could explain as much as the sacrifice of the sacred banyan tree covenant."
"Iseh dashing, kudune kowe dadi expert fortune teller. Father mu iso mrene, ganteni kowe ....,"
(Still handsome, you should be an astrologer. Your father can come here, replace you ...,)
Azam held his breath, not because he could not resist, but inside the house there were lives to be saved. The man walked two steps forward, making an echoing noise shout right in front of his ears. Pain, even a warm stream is felt coming out of the eardrum.
Given this time the place being stepped on was the center of another world. Azam was increasingly chanting dhikr from the heart. The man tried to trace the entire corner of the room, but all that was visible was the red-embedded darkness.
Suddenly, Hisai Queen laughed out loud as if getting a new toy. Why, but the woman with the face is not clear it underestimate the knowledge that Azam has. Seeing that, Azam only continued to pray while separating human entities and supernatural beings.
At first glance, if ordinary people see. It must look just an empty house with complete furniture. However, if you have an inner eye. Then what will be seen is the creatures that paced like in the market and with a shape that can certainly remove all the contents of the stomach.
The piercing scent of rancid like a shelter of cut meat. Azam tried to use his knowledge. The positive energy is only in itself. It is too difficult to transfer a human entity to find a bright spot until it seems as bright as the shadow of a child running behind the throne of Nyai Ratu.
"That kid, he's human. How can we move freely without being aware of it?" Azam muttered as he once again watched every movement of the little boy, until a glimpse of the right light hit the wrist with a red cloth that emits supernatural entities.
The boy is protected because he wears an identification tag as a supernatural being. That means, they are indeed in this house, as well as the demon prince. ~batin Azam found a bright spot, and now knows what to do.
In the supernatural itself. A look at each other with a man commonly called Romo. The middle-aged man seemed surprised by the presence of the woman who had been present in his past. Eyes clashing against each other. Although one eye radiated hatred and another one exuded regret.
" ...., "
Romo tried to grab Sewan's hand, but just moved an inch. Sumpah has stepped back. "Until when will the hostilities continue? Don't you see, Lucifer's grown up ....,"
"He's not my son. His body belongs to my son, but his soul belongs only to the devil. How can you, keep thinking. I will accept the reality of the exchange that turned my whole life into what it is today?"
"My Lucifer is a man with a religious personality, not even once dared to refute the words of his parents. Everything changes, ever since you disguised yourself as a human being and exerted a bad influence. I tried my best to put my body and soul back on the right path."
Sewah pointed at Romo's face with a look of wrathful eyes, "You are not only a demon, but also a mistake in this realm. For the sake of awakening the soul of the demon prince. And so he deceives my son to be both a slave and a vessel for your son's soul."
The debate between Simbah and Romo sounded so clear in the ears of someone who from the beginning sat playing flowers in his hands while leaning behind the throne. A sound full of pressure with heavy breathing.
Humans are the ideal couple. Human with demons, it is also still natural. So, if humans are demon-spirited with the like. How do I understand that? Why am I confused myself. ~binya while patting the flower in her hand to the face.
"Lucifer is still your son. During this time, he preferred to live in the human realm because he hoped to meet his mother. I always say ....,"
Waste shut the ears, whatever Romo said only became a mother's pain. There is nothing more to explain because everything is clear. Lucifer in the palace is only a resurrected demon prince. While his son, already lost swallowed up the earth ten years ago.
Sumpah's rejection, made Romo speechless and thought hard how to say facts that are real and not a ruse. However, he forgot. A demon can only be a provocateur and be overcome with illusions that are sure to trap.
The tension and rejection were inversely proportional to Gael and Delisa. Where the couple, it worked together to close the pendant back causing the creatures to chase after them.
"Gael, every way has been done. Just look at your hand until you get hurt. Let it go, like this. Better, we find a place to go." Delisa gives advice to give time to. His girlfriend who had been bounced several times as a result of trying to forcefully pull the necklace she was wearing.
"Other castles. There's no safer place, are you ready to do battle?" asked Gael trying to ascertain the condition of the lover because he knew, the woman lost too much energy.