Shaman Main
The Main Shaman 2.

Do not forget to follow the story of Arka in the next novel.

"Bendow Love Two Worlds" There are Arka/Raka, Jasmine/Flower, Iyan/Gibran and Angga.

Raka stared at the dark sky, the occasional lightning bolt thus creating a terrifying atmosphere that night. His eyes barely blink to the point of tears, regretting his life that still feels alone despite having a wife.

Seven years ago, the love story of Raka and Bunga began.

The happy days lasted up to four years. The age of the raka who is too older than the flower makes his attitude more dominant over their relationship.

Persuade seduction and false promises, all he muster until finally managed to snatch the purity of the flower that is still young.

After doing so, the next days could not resist, moreover the devil whispered that the forbidden was so delicious to continue doing.

However, the attitude according to the girl made Raka then betray. The village head's beautiful son was targeted at that time, feeling that the Flower would not know, but in the end the lie was sniffed, and their story broke.

Bunga chose a young man who truly loved and wanted to marry her.

Of course Raka does not accept, but unfortunately in pity the effort to maintain is too late. Though life is at stake when a soul mate has spoken and fate has already determined. Raka can not prevent, Bunga and his lover finally married.

Harboring love, also a defeat that makes him not accept, a young man named Raka is willing to do anything including ally with the devil in order to take revenge on his lover's husband.

"I'll take back mine. There is no word of innocence in Raka Wijaya's life."

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"I brought the girl you asked for" said the black-clothed young man coming through the open door.

"I also want you to help me finish someone off."

The young man smiled cynically. "You who became your teacher's favorite student even asked for my help killing people, I'm sure he's not just anyone."

"You're right, and if the rare science you have is united with me, then we can defeat him." Raka smiled meaningfully.

"But nothing is free Raka! Give me your book, I need another strength to become more powerful, I'm tired of being an unappreciated errand boy." asked Raka.

Straight away, Raka took out a book from inside her jacket, throwing it at the young man. "And my science will soon be perfect soon."

Their echoes broke the silence of the night, sounding terrifying.

The young man who had just come was putting the unconscious body of the girl towards the car that was already open.

Raka then smiles seeing that inside her car there is already a small body that she needs tonight.

The grudge over the fight seven years ago still persists to this day, not only losing in love, the man named Gibran at that time also made him very helpless.

Remarkably, Raka recognizes the greatness of the male choice of Flowers. At that time he had wanted Bunga back, but eventually he lost and lost all his strength.

But, the ambition to have Flowers still kept neat, married does not make his heart turn away.

"In a moment, Bunga, you will be mine again as before" he said, clenching his hand.

"Mas Raka."

Call the white woman out of the house. approached Raka who was always found to see the high sky at night.

Raka turned her head, turned around and smiled slightly, regardless of her plan to return to having her ex-lover, she had to treat her wife well.

"You haven't slept?" ask Raka to his wife who is pregnant for six months.

"Not yet." she replied as usual. But as usual, the woman always thought. 'What are you thinking about Mas Raka, while I am here. Is there a past I don't know about?'

"We're going back to my hometown" he said, holding both of his wife's shoulders.

"When Dad died, I missed my home there. I hope you come along, don't mind my decision."

It's definitely not, Raka doesn't want to be rejected. The goddess can only obey.

Actually, Raka's wife named Dewi is very beautiful, not inferior to Raka's former lover Flower. It's just that every woman has a different beauty. If the Goddess is white and the lips are slightly wide with narrowed eyes, the Flower is clear white, the lips are tiny and the eyes are clear.

But, it does not already feel if you can not have the flower of the former lover of the heart.

In the middle of the night.

"Raka." an old man's voice called out, of course only he could listen.

Raka immediately went from the house to a place that looked gripping. About a kilometer from Raka's house.

"Teacher, I'm coming." said Raka standing straight at the mouth of the cave.

"Where are the daughters for the offerings so that your knowledge is perfect." the voice of the old man.

"I've brought him Guru." answered Raka then opened the trunk door of her car.

A girl appears to be asleep fainting. He will be sacrificed to a female demon who needs holy energy from the souls of innocent children.

"Hahahah." the man laughed happily.

"We're just starting." Raka was impatient, put the little girl on a rock and started sitting cross-legged.

"O lord of darkness, come and receive the offering of the youth who desire strength." The old man began to mutter, reading an incomprehensible spell.

"Come over." she raised her two hands high above her head.

Shortly thereafter came the wind along with a thin smoke that clumped under the moonlight. Over time the smoke changed into a woman.

"Beautiful." Raka muttered barely blinking.

The woman smiled seductively, a demon like herself clearly knew even just the contents of her heart.

"What do you bring for me." he said to Raka. stepped slowly like a palace princess.

"She" answered Raka pointing at the faint child on the rock.

The woman laughed loudly, occasionally shrillly breaking the silence of the night. He's very happy tonight, got the perfect offering, as well as a handsome boy.

"What are you asking of me?" ask the woman again.

"I want to kill my rival, the young man who had taken my lover seven years ago." Raka asked very clearly.

"Hem, that's easy. I will give you perfect strength, origin..!"

"What?" sahut Raka fast.

"You are willing to accompany me." he said half whispered in Raka's ear.

A faint smile just rose, a basket-eyed man like him could not resist even if the one who asked him to make love was an evil demon.

The woman drew a positive aura from the girl lying down, slowly the little girl's face turned pale, black and whitened all over her hair.

"Let's start our long night."

The woman dressed as the king's daughter attacked Raka without giving a pause. Like a hungry snake, Raka can only surrender with an attack that made him fall asleep in the middle of the night.

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