Karma's Snare Goib Ku's Husband
Chapter 96: HYPNOTIZING SPELLS

Quickly, Wagio Supardi's body again became a lump of blistered meat with many black wriggling animals. Eventually, Lucifer returned Bella's form back to its original form. However, in the moment together. In the black curtain room a silhouette of white light penetrated all the way out.

"This aura, hers. No. gabe. He must not be here." said Lucifer, clenching his hands withholding a sense that had not been present for a long time.

A gust of wind spread a powerful aura, but that aura was incompatible with the aura belonging to the Demon Prince. The aura of positive energy that had great power was increasing, making Lucifer turn back toward Bella. By now, his human wife's body had returned to normal.

The girl started to open her eyelids, but suddenly there was a hand that closed her eyes again. This aroma, the scent of jasmine flowers that he was very familiar with. His memory seemed to return when the big, burly hand came into contact with his skin.

Instantly his entire body felt so stiff, but the memories of the past came back briefly after a glance began to be drawn so clearly. As if all that, just happened. Bella tried to move her fingers, but failed. He cannot control his own body.

Why can't I move? Am I paralyzed. ~batin Bella tried her hardest to move her whole body. However, it felt extremely heavy like his entire body was bound to where he was.

Lucifer can read the heart of his wife. Start to align his position, then whisper something, "Follow every word I say. If you want to go back as you were. Keep your eyes closed, and feel the energy flowing in your body."

The girl, not understanding what her demonic husband meant, but she also wanted to be able to move again. So he tried to close his eyes again without having to be forced by Lucifer. Sayup-sayup heard the sound of a drum from the ear. The voice was increasingly heard so clearly with Javanese singing that he seemed to have heard, even though he forgot where he had heard it.

The smile sounded so sweet. Somehow, he felt interested in the voice until a whisper from Lucifer sounded. Whisper some spells that he himself doesn't know what they mean. However, his lips moved along with each word for word which slowly began to give off a sense of heat from the tip of his foot.

Like just electricity. The heat spread throughout his body pores. Bella could feel the chill that initially enveloped her body disappear just like that, changing into a tormenting heat. The burning hot air he felt, was as if someone was burning his body.

It felt so painful, that he spontaneously shouted. However, his voice did not come out at all. I don't know what happened because he could see, but he couldn't speak. He could hear, but could not move much less control his body. Is really all this happening real. If he is paralyzed?

No matter how miserable the wife is. Lucifer constantly casts spells to get his red pomegranate gem back out of the body. The human body that should not be allowed to gain such power. Yes, it only makes Bella as a temporary container.

The mantra was increasingly heard so clearly, that it echoed throughout the house. At the same time, the footsteps of someone who climbed the stairs began to sound closer and closer. The aura of the two began to show an imbalance. Lucifer is getting impatient, wanting to get his gem immediately because the time he has is only a matter of seconds.

Whatever was around him included the voice of a man who cleared his throat from the back of Lucifer. "Until when are you going to do all this? Go home! It's not your nature anymore, so what are you coming back for? Go back to your nature. I know, you're not this evil."

"What about making people an offering. Can you go back to being human like you used to be? If all this, you do it because you still have business in this world that is not over. Will this be the best way for your future and your past? I don't think so, Lucifer." continued the man trying to resuscitate the demon prince.

Lucifer did not care at all about anything that the person behind him was talking about. He just wanted the red jewel of the pomegranate back to him. He didn't want to listen, let alone take that advice. Hadn't he been an invisible being all along and whatever he did, he probably wouldn't have gained acceptance for humans.

However, he wanted to finish what belonged to him. Finally the spell ended, just a moment to make Bella fall unconscious with a reddish light that was highlighted from the girl's forehead. A blood red glow with such a powerful aura, but it was not very good because it had a negative aura. Lucifer immediately picked up the red stone of pomegranate. Then he buried it right into his heart.

"Me or you, we're both the same. We have the same past, but our fate is not the same. Have you ever asked me just once, why am I back? No." Lucifer turned, then looked at the man who was now looking at him with a look of affection. No, he was not fooled by that gaze because he used to hate that look of pity so much.

"The hate is still so deep in me. Is it by presenting others that you can get what is not yours? Lucifer, had the world said it was yours. Then no one will belong to anyone else including me." Reply the man sought to explain a misunderstanding that was now at the root of hatred and resentment.

Lucifer laughed out loud. The demon prince could not feel anything at all. Love or a love, he never thought he would get it. Either during his life as a human being or when he became a demon. In reality, no one gives her love other than gimmicks.

At times it does not become what is expected. How he would take what should be his. Although all of this started from Romo who wanted him to be a container of red pomegranate gemstones. Still, that one act took away everything a Lucifer had, back when he was still an ordinary man.

"Have you ever been in my position? Unfortunately not because you always get everything you want. Let alone to get love. I can't even get the attention of my own father." Lucifer denied what the man in front of him said, not because he was unaware of everything.

But everything for him can never be the same. This story began a few years ago. Where he is still human. The voice of the call sounded so familiar from a young man with a wave of hands that made him run up the stairs.

"Lucifers. Be prompt. We're late."