The Curse of Love of Casanova

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"So there really is such a story?" Isabel muttered, "alright, we make this story even more interesting." the young lady smiled smirk, showing a hateful face by clenching her hands.

His body that turned back on Graciella is not visible to anyone if he is currently putting on his demonic face.No one knows if in his brain, he has devised a malicious plan. including Graciella who told me everything.

"Isabel" Graciella roused Isabel from her evil daydreams to make the woman a little pranky.

"Ah, yes aunt." slightly stuttered, Isabel then turned her back by putting on the face of the angel she always displayed in front of Graciella and Rendra.

"What are you thinking?" as if knowing with Isabel's mind, Graciella stared at the wild-goal of the young woman she had raised.

During this time, Isabel always acted as a well-behaved and polite girl because Graciella had promised that the God she would match her, maybe Rendra and Eyang Herlambang will not accept his idea considering that he never played a good mother for God.

"No aunt, I'm just a little surprised, how can God hide a secret of this magnitude on Cintya" he said, hiding a malicious plan in his brain.

"Surely God is afraid of the risk of his wife's anger." Graciella answered.

"But God should be honest." the face of his pretence was covered by a sweet and graceful demeanor that was invisible to anyone.

"Either, aunt does not care about it. aunt also never know if God was involved in the Adhit accident," he said casually. there was no look of sadness or disappointment on Graciella's face as she conveyed her thoughts. "but never mind, you don't have to think about it. We'll leave here. aunt can't stand it." Graciella breezed from Isabel's room, with a sly grin on the young woman's lips.

"Don't worry aunt, we'll leave with a smile of victory. Your heartache will soon pay off," Isabel monologues in front of a large glass in her room as if her shadow is a human who can help her to carry out her evil plan. "so do I. if I am not able to seize the God, I will not be able to, then I won't let you have it either." Isabel clenched her hands full of vengeance.His face hardened in the afterglow of her reddened eyes held back anger.

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The sun has moved to the west side.the afternoon air after the rain pierced the skin to the deepest layer.There is no sign of the return of the God because the day still shows the light of day.until finally the evening picks up, the, it replaces the sun that shines on the rest of the earth.

The moon is beautifully hidden behind a white cloud that coils beautifully.The atmosphere is cloudy, depicting the contents of the heart of a beautiful woman with a bulging stomach, moping durja.

The night wind waving long strands of gleaming golden manes smelled the moon. Many times he drove his hair covering his eyes on the long, dark road that led him to the stopover of his husband. there was a sense of unease that was reaching his heart at this moment.

The uneasiness that Cintya felt was not without reason, other than the yearning that got more rooted as the day grew older, there was a feeling of worry that enveloped her heart. the shadow of the God who smiled widely and gave a fleeting hug seemed to give a message not to worry about him, and today, was the third day the Gods left him for business affairs without any news to the outside of the island.

The feeling is increasingly uncomfortable when he has not received news or calls from the gods since last night.

With a slow step, Cintya climbed the cold marble floor, went down the stairs and headed for the kitchen.she needed water, even Cintya forgot about vitamins because God did not prepare it for breakfast.

His body is tired but more tired of his heart.maybe if Cintya rampages when the Lord comes home.or he chooses to strike talk only.just leave God with all his panic.

Wanting to return to the room, but his steps stopped at one photo perched on a decorative table in the corner of the room.Many months he occupied the mansion, it was, but never once he saw the box-shaped object, or maybe he who paid less attention.

Closer to the table, Cintya takes the frame and sharpens her vision.His memory is fixed on a photo stored in the laptop of God which she now never found.

Cintya's heart beats, between believing and not, her heart hesitates but she remembers the face, the face of the teenager who threw a glass bottle at the car that took her that night.

At that instant his head throbbed pain. Cintya remembered everything. The teenager was a God in another look.

With a little running until he forgets that his body is not as light as before. Cintya was about to return to the room, but one voice stopped her steps.

"What is the queen running around?"

Ck, a very annoying voice and not Cintya expect.

Isabel was standing on the edge of the stairs with her hands folded against her chest with her worst smile.

Ah, if only he did not think about his stomach that had bloated, maybe at this time Cintya would prefer to roll on the floor with the jambai in her hands.

No hirau, Cintya again continued her steps, her head that still felt pain made her choose to ignore Isabel and her insignificant babble.

"You think you've got the upper hand for having a God?" sibirnya again.

Cintya clenched her hands trying to dampen the emotions that began to evaporate.however she should not ignore with two lives in her stomach. will be very dangerous if her blood pressure rises.

"It's funny that a smart woman like you is being ripped off by someone who claims to love so much."

Cintya stopped her steps and turned to stare nyalang at isabel.just right at the iris of her eyes. "what do you mean?"

Isabel laughs winning, her bait goes into a trap. "I mean like the one in your heart."

Cintya's confusion worsened the pain in her head. All Isabel's words like thousands of piercing needles became more painful.

Sweat grains have been decorating Cintya's forehead, does this have anything to do with the canned letter she once received?

'The answer to your question is to your husband.'

The words in that piece of paper flashed across Cintya's head.

"What do you mean?" Cintya held Isabel's arm about to leave her.

"Deliver!" Isabel brushed off Cintya's hand but to no avail.

"No! until you explain what you mean." Cintya stared intently at Isabel who was suddenly agitated like a frightened person.

"Let go of my hand!" Isabel exclaimed with an increasingly frightened look.

"Explain first!" Cintya gripped even tighter.

"Home Cintya!"

As much as Isabel's energy released the clutches of Cintya's hands that were getting tighter until her beautiful nails stuck in the white isabel skin.

Isabel's frightened face became more and more apparent, her eyes moving wildly between Cintya's face and one point in the other direction.With all her might she pushed Cintya's body which looked like a possessed person.

The strong push made Cintya stagger and her dangling clothes were trampled on the edge of the stairs.The position was so unfavorable for Cintya that she lost her balance. Cintya felt her body float before she heard the sound of a loud impact, she first closed her eyes.

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Tense me, God where the hell swamp aja.

God's Kangen??? Here, dear mother