GRUDGE the Love of Two Worlds

That's my brother's wound

Sad, Joko is very sad with the approval of Bunga to marry Angga. It means he's going to part with Tiara.

If people say, man does not fall in love twice with the same person, once he is completely in love, then the second is to love his past. But inversely proportional to Joko, the handsome genie is in love with the future Tiara.

Like already know the results, currently keeping corn seeds that are still hard petrified, a long process must be passed. After sowing and waiting for rain, and many other life processes.

"Why are you following along daydreaming?" Angga only realized that the day-dreaming was not just him.

"Aren't I the first one?" Joko did not want to look at Angga who was also upset to think of him who suddenly felt guilty.

"Where you go, in a few days I'll take Tiara with me. You better go home and live life as before, before you are adopted by the Shaman." again Angga threw him out.

"I know Mas Angga. But Mas Angga should also know, between me and Tiara there is also a bond that I myself do not know what." he replied not to give up just like that.

"Opo words? Man is man, genie is genie. There are no ties! Rich soap operas." Angga still did not give a gap to Joko.

Joko turned to Angga, then took a deep breath.

"Mas Angga need not feel guilty, he is your soul mate" he said then disappeared.

"Don't, Joko!" Angga called him a little loud.

"Where else." Anga stood up. Looking at Joko's seat in the corner of the house was empty, maybe he was blowing his turmoil out there.

"That's it. Jin is in love with a boy, upset again." Angga continued to nag, but his steps stopped when he saw the picture of his sister was still attached neatly, smiling very handsome with his wife, precisely his own future wife at this time.

"Mas is sorry..."

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"Raka..."

A dark night without a moon, the voice of the demonic woman in her rain could be heard calling.

Raka went straight to his room which was always in the key should not be entered by anyone including the Goddess.

"Where are you Nyi, I'm dying you didn't even come. I need help you don't listen either." Raka annoyed the beautiful woman who had already stuck to her chest.

"I'm on business." she replied smiling seductively.

"I hate to be ignored" Raka told Nyai Roro Ayu.

"Hemh, only you dare to say annoyance to me Raka." her eyes glinted sharply horribly.

Raka looked at the demonic woman, realizing that she had gone too far.

"But I like it." The woman smiled meaningfully. "You are my special slave Raka Wijaya" he said tracing Raka's handsome face.

"But I still want Flowers, my ex-lover." Raka avoided the sight of the already lustful woman.

"Didn't you finish off her husband?" he pretended not to know.

"Yes." answered Raka still did not return the woman's touch.

"All right, we're gonna get rid of all the barriers."

Nyai Roro Ayu pushes Raka, forcing Raka to look into her eyes for the man to forget everything.

"I want you to be with me always" he whispered, but echoed in the room.

It couldn't be just a moment, the demonic woman wouldn't stop until she was satisfied. No matter the bones of the prey feel pain, crumpled all over his body, the most important thing is that he feels satisfied.

But in contrast to Raka, this one young man is tireless and even very tough to compensate for the supernatural figure like Nyai Roro Ayu, and that's the only reason he didn't let go of Raka even though their agreement was over.

No exception Raka, that night he could not calm down after hearing his neighbors received a simple invitation from the Yanto family.

Without talking he drove to the house of Flowers which is currently quiet because it is preparing a contract at his parents' house tomorrow morning.

The roar of the car was no longer stable, stopping suddenly as if it wanted to crash.

"Get out you Angga Syailendra." growled Raka, not shouting but she was sure Angga heard it.

Those glittering eyes pierced through the wall and saw the dashing male figure come out wearing a peci on his head.

"It's Raka, you better go home because I don't want to waste my energy fighting with you." Gosher approached him.

"Toughen... What if I'm the one who married Flowers right now. I'm sure you'll also come and rampage at me." Raka clenched her teeth, her hands clenched preparing to attack.

"Of course, I don't want my sister's wife to fall into the hands of a murderer like you." The dog still looks relaxed.

"And you took over your sister's bed. It's disgusting!" Raka began to attack impatiently, his punch contained a powerful deep energy, making Angga more alert.

'Crazy, the more days he gets stronger.' Angga looked at Raka who was really violent tonight.

"You scared?" Raka laughed loudly.

"Of course not." Angga advanced as fast as lightning, hit Raka's stomach and immediately ran away leaving Raka.

"Don't dream of escaping me." Raka also ran after Angga who was already far away towards the forest behind his sister's house.

"Raka Stop...!" Joko follows the chase, the two men's fight scared him.

Raka turned his head left and right, Angga was too fast to run in the dark that night.

"People!" angry Raka hit an innocent tree until it fell.

"I'm here."

Angga stood behind Raka.

The fighting continued, even more devastating than before. Both Angga and Raka are both seen to expend maximum power tonight.

"Raka Stop." Joko blocks Raka who is going back forward.

"Surge!" Raka hit Joko to stay away.

"Raka... Don't make your life in vain. She's not as weak as you think." cried Joko again.

Of course just got a cynical smile from Raka. Attacking Angga relentlessly, sometimes managed to hit sometimes he was also hit backwards.

So far, Angga has not shown great strength. His movements look ordinary, but his avoidance can be recognized. Increasingly makes Raka curious and eager to finish him.

Nearly an hour both struggled with martial arts.

Raka was tired of the fight. He prepared with energy in full, then directed his mainstay punch at Angga.

Unexpectedly, the white light formed a shield protecting Angga from Raka's devastating attack. The longer the blinding, the more Raka attacked, the stronger the protection of Angga.

"Yeshoo...!"

Raka exerted all his strength, but Angga even stepped forward, with lightning fast he also hit Raka Wijaya's chest.

Bugh.

His punch managed to make Raka bounce far away.

"Uhugh..." Raka strayed in the ruins of dry leaves.

"That's my brother's wound."