Lust Last Night Impotent Man
84. She's just mine
Unfortunately, Gugun there is praying. Automatic, supernatural knowledge will not be able to enter if the target is doing worship.
So, Mbah Yahya sent pellets through another alternative way, which is to send some tacks in the corner of his apartment room.
If Gugun managed to step on one of them, not the wound he got. Except for the entry of pellets into the body.
But keep in mind, whether or not the pellet is dependent on the innate body of each. There are no guarantees, just like we take medicine.
After that, then Mbah Yahya moved to Tuti. He groped a photo of Gugun, then muttered and downed the water on the jug. Gargling for a while and then gush Tuti's face without permission. And the pellet made it into his body.
Byur!!
Tuti. He was obviously shocked because what Mbah Yahya did was so sudden. He had daydreamed earlier.
'Cok me sprayed? Does this mean that the santetnya has been successfully sent?' tuti Inner. He smiled faintly as Mbah Yahya opened his eyes and stared at him.
"Now that you come out, this is done" Mbah Yahya said, wiping his lips with the rest of the water.
"The stamps have been delivered, sir?" tanya Tuti made sure, then scooped up her face. No smell of jigong, even fragrant like jasmine flowers.
"It." Mbah Yahya nodded.
"But ... Mr. Gugun's photo is not in any case?!" Tuti's forehead frowned. He stared at the astonished photo that was only fumbled earlier.
"Despite it?!" Mbah Yahya turned to ask, pretending not to know.
"Know me.. The witch will send something unseen, which will hurt the target. So the picture has to be pricked, sir," Tuti explained.
"Do you know where you're going when you wear photo stitches?"
"I've seen it in the movie scenes I've seen, sir."
"It was just a movie scene. The movie will follow the lie with the shaman. This is the real world, Tut, and I are the magic shamans" Mbah Yahya said.
"Yes too, sir." Tuti nodded his head. Trying to believe what the old man in front of him said.
"Yes, now you're out. I want to be ready first so that we can go home together," said Mbah Yahya.
"Yes, sir." Tuti stood up, bowed and stepped out of it and closed the door.
Mbah Yahya sighed heavily, then turned off the still-flaming cane. 'Hopefully there is one nail that Gugun has stepped on, let my pellets succeed, ' the inner Mbah Yahya is hopeful.
The next day in Seoul, South Korea.^^^
Sisil blinked his eyes slowly. Then grimace while touching his own that feels sore.
Yesterday, almost all day of his activity was just making love. Even eating only strawberries.
All that remains is the pain. Either of hers, the stomach to the whole body. But, Sisil does not deny if there is satisfaction when he and Rama finished doing the love scene. Although sometimes the prestige to express.
Sisil then shifted his head to the side, where he believed Rama was there like yesterday. But that man does not exist.
"Where is Rama going? Is it awake?!" muttered. Sisil immediately turned to stare at the alarm clock, there was seen at 6 am.
"Of Rama!" call Sisil yell. Slowly he pulled his body to sit, then wrapped the blanket to the chest.
He lowered his legs to touch the floor, then slowly stood up while holding the bed cot so as not to fall. Because his head felt thick.
The first thing Sisil did was to go to the bathroom, check the man in there. Maybe I'm taking a shower.
"Of Rama!" When the door opened, it was empty. There is no Rama.
With a limp step, Sisil walked out of his room. And for some reason, suddenly there was a feeling of fear that enveloped her if her husband met again with Fuji. Really, he was very unwilling if it happened.
"Of Rama!" screeches again.
From upstairs, Sisil looked down, right where the living room was. Unfortunately, there was no Rama there.
"Where is Rama?! Don't tell me he went to Fuji without my knowledge?!" Negative thoughts began to fill Sisil's brain. He directly touched her unbroken chest pulsating. Just imagine the pain, what else if it really?
"No!" Sisil shook his head quickly. "I don't want Om Rama to meet the strange woman, especially if Fuji stroked her shoulders again. It's my husband, so he's only mine, right?"
With anxiety and pounding in the chest, Sisil ran down the stairs.
Until he was unconscious, if what he did made both his legs twisted the blanket. As a result, not yet arrived but his body has fallen.
"Aackhh!" scream Sisil with surprise.
...Well, where is this Om Rama anyway 😤...