Twins Different Worlds
Briock dall'Inferno

Some time passed, both Han and Irish were living their life routines as usual. Although the taste was still stuck in each other's hearts, but both still could not find the answer of all the questions in their heads.

Moreover, the busyness of both is very time and mind consuming. Han with his lecture activities are so crowded at Chiang Mai University, while Irish with the complexity of various factory problems due to the absence of Dea. Irish only assisted by an assistant, overwhelmed by the busy factory that is increasingly increasing.

Han was still with his old hobby, disturbing the curious souls he encountered anywhere. Just to get rid of boredom in his life. Han's grace was not withdrawn, only that Han's inner eyes were now always open. Irish, since the brother left for the second time. His inner eyes were tightly shut by Liong.

"Boss." Han muttered slowly. The young man was facing a stack of books and paper papers. Also the various duties assigned to him. Instead of immediately doing the task, the young man was busy flirting with some souls going back and forth in his room. The souls looked resentfully at Han, should Han be afraid of their appearance, why not this. That handsome young man even since then had been unceasingly pranking them.

In the end, they could only growl furiously while drifting away from Han's room. Meeting Han was a misfortune in itself for them. There are people who are not afraid of them.

Han snorted in annoyance. The souls were blurred and he had no friends to play with. Han is weird. I want the young man to return to his job. One wish, he wanted to graduate early. Not because of the lure he will be sent to Surabaya, but there is something as if waiting for him after he graduated later. Something that when Han thought about it stirred up his own spirit for the young man.

Han began to drown in his busy life, so seriously he became sleepy and finally slept. Nice right? In his sleep he dreamed again.was at a wedding with a man waiting for the arrival of his bride. The hall door opened, the bride entered. Han did not see clearly who the woman was. A light covered the woman's face.

But one thing is for sure, there is a sense of unwillingness to see the woman marry the man waiting at the end there. Only halfway through, Han blocked the bride's steps. Then without hesitation, he took her away from there.

Gubrakkkkk

"Aduuuhhhh, dream of calling someone else!" maki Han was upset. Apparently it wasn't the first time he'd dreamed of it. Han rubbed his fairly sore waist against the taper corner of the table. One thought went into Han's mind. Will he be destined to be a player? Plakkkk, Han clapped his own head. "Yes who are still as slow as it is still a lot, why also I complicate life by seizing the bini people. Even though I'm sure I'm the winner."

Plaakkk, one fell on Han's arm. "Huh? What was that talking about? Grabbing bini people? Who really napa Han." Natalie's voice screeching in Han's room.

"Aduuhh Maee, ngagetin anyway. Who wants to be a player as well as who. Nyari who still pewe sama ori still exist, although rare."

"That was it, talking about taking people's bini." Han sighed and then began to tell her dreams that I don't know how many times he had experienced them. Natalie listened carefully to Han's story, the long wrinkles on Natalie's forehead became more visible.

"Dreams are good! Cook Maee's handsome son like Cha Eun Woo's can be another ex." Ceplos Natalie without a second thought.

Holy hooch! Natalie instantly forgets who she is before knowing the word penance. The playwright here and there, uh had a wrong affair with Han's father while still a wife.

"Idihi Han also does not want to. Han is still a virgin, cook can be a widow." Reply Han no less crazy.

"Seriously virgin, never vomited." Forgive me, this one mother speaks the same language to the point only her only child. Han himself immediately nodded to hear the mother's question.

"Once again, in the bathroom the same soap." Han replied silly.

"Wooo the boy's bloated!"

"Well, did Maee want me to throw up in that hole?"

"Yes no. Later you say that, who does not ask you to marry lined up to the end of the complex. Huhlah, later if you meet who click directly take it home....."

Han again grinned to see Natalie was already standing in front of him while shaking her waist. Natalie's emotions always go up when dealing with the son. Get a dime soul from where try the child. Though as Natalie remembers, she and her husband many jerks weigh her dime. In the end Natalie came out of Han's room with a cobbled face.

Huftttt, Natalie threw her body on the couch. The woman then rubbed her head. Grateful Han didn't follow his heresy trail in the past. Approaching Han and Somchai was the right decision. The vihara's education had a great influence on the nature and character of the current Han.

"I hope he'll be on a straight path to the end." Natalie's prayer in the heart.

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The night before the peak. The full moon is shining brightly. Volturi turned her body to see a figure now lying on her bed. According to calculations and estimates, tonight is the birth of Diavolo's son. Diavolo's right hand had already moved Dea to her room. He alone will handle the birth of the crown prince.

The clock in the distance began to toll, with Dea starting to squirm. The pain began to attack his stomach. The volturi are moving fast. Take one black pill. "Drink." Soft Volturi ink. Dea looked questioningly at the man she knew for three months who always came to her in the hospital at night.

"It will reduce the pain." Volturi. Hearing that, Dea was forced to swallow the pill. Sure enough, in a split second, the pain disappeared with Dea's consciousness also reduced by half.

The Volturi then revealed the cloth covering Dea's stomach. For the common eye, the stomach of Dea is flat. But in the eyes of the Volturi and those with inner eyes, Dea's stomach was currently like that of a nine-month-old. Huge.

"Hold a minute, De." Volturi turned her hand, then rubbed it into Dea's stomach. Dea slightly grimaced, as if there was a pain that hurt her stomach. It is true, it can be said that Volturi was doing a caesarean section on the contents of the Dea occult. To reduce the pain in Dea is also the only way so that Dea and the baby are fine.

Lightning boomed several times with the moon directly covered in clouds as the cries of Diavolo's son rang out loud. The baby cried for a moment after feeling the air outside Dea's occult womb.

Dea was rendered unconscious by the Volturi after giving birth. Even so, Dea still had time to see the Volturi who was holding a baby even though vaguely.

"What happened to me? Why did she bring a baby, did I just give birth?." Inner Dea was full of questions, before completely fainting.

Volturi deftly cleans the body of a tiny baby whose eyes look red. The dominance of the demons was very pronounced in the aura of that baby. The baby did not stop crying, until the Volturi dripped his blood into the baby's mouth. As it finds its food, the baby sucks the Volturi's fingers greedily. The black, gold-embroidered baby was able to stand still after some time drinking the Volturi's blood.

"This is your father's will." The Volturi then insert a black pearl from Diavolo, a human aura that is not how it instantly disappears replaced with a demonic aura that dominates the tiny baby's body as a whole.

"Help Briock dall'Inferno, eternal ruler of hell." Lightning snatched back several times, as if welcoming the birth of a new ruler in the demon kingdom.

At his meditation spot, Diavolo smiled, he knew his son had been born. Diavolo's condition has only recovered a quarter.

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