Blue Love: Collapsing the Winged Jin Heart

Life for princess Jati jajar

Waving your name in longing is hoping to touch the seventh heaven

The heaven you give always colors my dark and lonely day

Undergo the pain of treading on an almost barren land

Thorns among the thicket of thorny grass, the rain that drowned the former puddles together

I keep making you a name that is not erased

The king's body was full of wounds, the pain he could stand still flapping his wings towards the temple. Early in the morning he slipped into the temple, the head psychic who already knew of his arrival let him in. He watched the king's movements along with all the wounds on his body and wings.

“Wire! The wound of the ruler of Yaksa is so severe, will he survive? But, I can't help her to get that spirit plant flower with young. He must live his own destiny. I don't want him to suffer more” muttered the head of the temple.

The king placed the spirit plant flower on the princess' forehead, slowly the magic flower entered emitting a dazzling white color radiance. The glint penetrated the sidelines and the temple hole. The psychic ran over to the princess, her beautiful eyes now open again. The king had disappeared since then, he did not want to get punished for breaking the rules of the temple.

“Daughter, congratulations you are aware and look healthier than usual” said one psychic.

“We do’akan for long life to the crown princess Teak jajar!” exclaim other psychics.

The sound of a long string of white dresses, rattling anklets and hair makeup covered by green cloth is a hallmark of the inventory near the occult kolah. Shady Han, walk straighten the view of seeing the princess.

“Daughter, look at that lovely face of yours. Your body is too tired to go through decades and another life only to come back to life and correct all the mistakes of the past. It came to my mind, the moon's fault of wanting to be close to the Sun. But it turns out, it is not a mistake, a piece of sunlight every second membrikannya light for the moon that will rise illuminate the night. Perpetual loyalty carved the river valley of the jinn to unite the two kingdoms that never reconciled. I will always protect you and keep my promise to the psychic Karang” muttered psychic Han.

“Darling, I feel like I have known you” for a very long time he said.

Shayang Han returned a hug while smiling. For a second he felt a pungent carnation scent on the princess' body. “Who dares bother him again?” han's psychic mutter closed his eyes.

The departure of the black magic that's four gone. The power of the undead blood-generating moon and turning the genie into a blood-sucking genie. The group of Taraya tribe rose up turned into black smoke following the princess.

“Princess, how about that necklace around your neck? Is it still there?” ask the psychic Han.

The princess frowned, she was so confused then frowned.

“Darling, what are you saying? I don't remember ever having a necklace before” he said.

“Daughter, we'll take you home. The king and queen of Teak jajar will definitely worry about you” said the head of the psychic.

The sign language of the psychic head for Han

“Darling deity Han, I know your good intentions, you always want to protect his safety. But remember, the skyline cannot be broken. He will continue to be tied back to the connection of the destiny of the jinn and man” said the head of the temple.

“Hamba will always remember the message the head of pura” replied.