The Angkara Murka
The Book of Pon - Nineteenth Suluk Kusuma Dewi
Kusuma Dewi did not invite Anggalarang into his room. No matter what he wanted, never once did he offer the unquestionable will be immediately welcomed by the man. The same anggalarang. There is no intention to apply an all-out fight to prey on the beauty of Kusuma Dewi. Not like Jenni Tan, the metropolitan girl who only in two glasses of whisky that they grace in a bar is already capable of it
snuggled in his arms. Also unlike Nadya Moeloek who needs a day for Anggalarang to be able to lock him in the power of desire and desire. Even Dhenok busty but plain-faced managed to get to bed with him less than a month Anggalarang approach which is not so militant, even tends to be idle.
However, regarding Kusuma Dewi, this girl, not just a diamond jewel, not just a colorful bright light in the eyes of Anggalarang, she is everything: the universe itself.
Desire, lust and orgasm are there, but not trying to bang on the young man's chest, or trying to tear his hull with the claws of lust like a hungry tiger. Ah, maybe because the Maung is no longer involved in the relationship this time, thought Anggalarang. So brave not to rule it. Although the desire to be a part of her and Kusuma Goddess, it was all they shared together and equally. There is no subjugation and subjugation here, unlike what Anggalarang does to other girls. Instead, Anggalarang was even willing to become a slave romance Kusuma Dewi. On the other hand, Kusuma Dewi no longer wants to enslave the man like his wishes and requests for magical power that comes from the Pancajiwa shards. Kusuma Dewi wants to have, as well as owned by AkangAnggalarang.
They both are in no hurry. The excitement of romance does bring their boat together, but at a normal speed and not washed away.
Anggalarang again touched the lips of Kusuma Dewi which was so red because it contrasted with her pale white skin using her lips. Kusuma Dewi received this kiss with a natural and comfortable warm feeling. He did not fire like a snake or roar like a beautiful figure of dark skin with a red chest with blood: Kusuma Dewisudah sure both no longer live and perch in his body.
Finished that sweet kiss, Anggalarang and Kusuma Dewi parted ways in front of the door of Kusuma Dewi's room by bringing a sense of compulsion that filled their chest cavity.
The mysterious, weak and fragile figure kicked at the wall of the building in annoyance. He had watched and followed both of them for a long time from behind the darkness. "What exactly is your plan, you fucking girl? Why are you still spending so much time making her fuck you?" the figure whispered to himself, as if reading a script and feeling watched in a stage show.
Her research so far has shown that Kusuma Dewi has driven her male co-worker, Dani, half mad because her fiance died horribly without sufficient explanation. He had believed Anggalarang was the next victim when he found that the woman close to the man, Jenar Keswari, who was also a new supervisor at their workplace, was rushed to the hospital. It's just the difference is that the woman is still alive. Likewise it turns out that with other women who have special relationships with Anggalarang, Livy Tjandrawati, resigned, stopped working suddenly and went far away from this city somewhere. Rumors say he suffers from psychiatric disorders as well, paranoia maybe even schizophrenia. The girl is still alive.
Various theories milling in the brain of the figure. Is it possible because the two women who became victims did not have a special relationship with Anggalarang other than on a mere bed? The problem is, he has noticed since the beginning of the proximity of Anggalarang and Kusuma Dewi, trailing them, and not once both are in the same room to make love. Not in a hotel room, not in an apartment and not in a private room.
The male figure was almost satisfied when a question still stuck in his mind. But who is the closest and beloved person Anggalarang who may be the victim of the thirst of life and soul Kusuma Dewi? Given that one playboy did not even care anymore when Livy Tjandrawati had left this place and away from him, or the buyer was still difficult to recover from his mysterious illness.
"Conscious demon!Now I have an additional mission and purpose. Not only observe and wait for the consequences created by the woman, but also prevent the evil actions of Kusuma Dewi immediately save Anggalarang," he still told himself in a lower voice than whispering.
The figure of a man fingered a naked kris without a frame that was wrapped in a long piece of cloth and tucked behind his back belt. His figure retreats into the dimness of the night when he sees Anggalarang leaving the room Kusuma Dewi.
Romance is a burning spark, turning into love where taste is the main menu. Lustful into spices in it, making love more delicious, more tempting, strong and attractive.
Currently Anggalarang and Kusuma Dewi are both sipping, tasting, and enjoying the tempestuous love. They'll need a hot, spicy, salty orgasm and sour lust for a moment more. But it doesn't feel like they need to rush now.
This is what is unknown to the mysterious figure who lurks behind the shadow and dark. Not much he understands other than the grudge of the public that continues to burn like embers.
Even Anggalarang itself does not know that the Maung does not come to the surface because it understands Anggalarang is in love. The Maung is not needed to make him ferocious, male, wild and violent. Anggalarang has subdued Kusuma Dewi in the most normal way, through an approach. There is no danger: Anggalarang is not dictated by past attacks, or other dangers that can hurt it.
On the other hand, the snake demon and the dark-skinned beautiful girl inside the body of Kusuma Dewi - as per the thought that was sparked in the brain of the mysterious figure watching them - reluctantly returned to disturb Anggalarang: the: that soulless man. All the girls who approached and approached Anggalarang no more only served as an outlet for lust and professional companion of enjoyment in bed.
Although it is still a mystery, whether the two magical entities that Kusuma Dewi brought from Pon Hamlet were really gone, or just resigned? Kusuma Dewi behaved foolishly about this, just like the indifference of Anggalarang to his guard: Maung. The two are entangled in a strong sense emerging from their heartstrings, named love.