Love Barrels And Werewolves

The Needful Meeting

"Lion!"

Both eyes are rounded. The man in front of him no longer attracted attention. But Justeru shadow figure that appears faint behind the tree.

"Lion!" At the same moment the woman got up. His eyes were straight following a shadow that was no longer visible. He did not even care about Win who was clearly nearby.

"Without?" Win could only stare at the back of the woman who was away.

This man thought, Laras did that just because he wanted to reject his expression of feelings. But after he observed, it seemed that the woman was actually chasing someone.

While Laras, he continued to step up with big strides. Breaking through the river, jumping over rocks that look a little steep. The goal is only one, the face that looks familiar even from a distance that is not close.

"I'm sure it's him" Laras murmured as he continued to run after the shadow that had been lost to the trees.

Once he arrived, the view immediately circulated looking for the whereabouts of the man who had appeared even at a glance. Not finding the Lion behind the tree, he switched to another part of the forest.

Walkways, large trees, even bushes do not escape the Laras depreciation. Call after call also kept him screaming. Lion, that's all he can say now.

The Baras view continued to circulate, in harmony with the foot that did not stop looking at every corner of the forest edge. He almost cried when there was no word or just an unreal shadow that he wanted to see.

"Lion, please." The barrel sat limp with tears that began to flow profusely.

The limp knees are bent with both hands covering the face. Barrels are really hurt. The hope he planted in fact only caused endless disappointment.

He should be aware, it could be that the shadow figure seen is only the fruit of the subconscious dream. How could the man he saw already gone suddenly reappear?

"Until when do you keep making me like this, Lion?" squealing Baras slowly. He was tired, but still could not leave his feelings. "Even for a second, can't I expect you to appear in front of me?"

The barrel is getting sobbing. Feelings that have been stored by themselves are actually released all today.

"Lied if I could forget you. Lying if I'm okay without you. I was just pretending. I'm not okay, Lion. I'm so hurt. This feeling is overwhelming me." His voice is disappearing. The woman was crying louder. After these two years he kept it to himself without anyone knowing, this time on the edge of the forest after he was let down by hope, finally the pain felt successfully evaporated.

"I still love you, Lion. Please, please come even if only in my dreams."

Suddenly a hug landed right on Laras' back. When the woman was struck by great despair, when there was no hope in sight. The familiar heartbeat and heartbeat were so felt behind his back.

Stunned barrel. Body freezes. He could no longer even discern where reality was or just an illusion. After he reached the edge of the forest with nothing there, now what else?

"I still love you so much too, Laras."

That sound. Instantly the atmosphere became silent. The wind is not blowing, the water is not flowing. Even forest animals are like losing life. The world stopped, except for Baras. The woman could clearly feel the roar of breath beside the ears.

But everything still seems unreal. The barrel is riveted, the tears are flowing more and more through the face. "Even if it's just a dream, I still want it to be like this" he said, clasping his arms together.

"I want to continue like this too. I love you, Laras." The sound behind me was so clear. Makes the barracks even more afraid. He was worried if again hope disappointed him.

Instantly Baras' eyes widened. Without letting the seconds switch, he immediately turned the body. Tears were growing when I saw who was behind her.

"Lion?" Laras still can't believe it. He looked at the man there without blinking. While both hands were busy swaying the face that was sorely missed. "Is this really you?"

The man whose eyes looked dewy immediately nodded. He also cannot hide his happiness at this time.

"I'm not dreaming, am I? You really here, Lion?" tanya Laras repeated expectantly.

In the next second the man before him nodded. "It's me, Lion."

Right after Lion said it, a tight hug Laras gave. The woman came back crying, sobbing over the shoulder of the man who had been ravaging her feelings.

A few moments passed without a word being changed. The barrel sank into happiness that was beyond words. As for Lion, the man could only cry silently while rubbing Laras' back with one hand.

Until after quite a while, Laras finally regained consciousness. He broke into a hug, changed to look at Lion without a blink.

That face, the shady eyes that always brought calmness finally returned. Baras smiled, although the occasional tear still soaked his face.

Shortly after the two gazes were adrift, the distance between the faces was further eroded. Laras and Lion chuckled with their noses stuck together. Until a longing kiss manages to bring them back to the knit thread of feeling.

Love that is thought to have ended, in fact only experienced a short delay.

But neither of them realized, on the river bank not far from them.

Win stood up with a heart full of wounds. He almost ran when he saw Laras crying. But out of nowhere, suddenly someone hugged the woman. The most surprising thing was that the figure who should have left was now back.

The newly revealed feelings must in fact be rejected in the most painful way. Win pecked in place. The clenched hand could no longer do anything. The dream woman he could never get.

Win's heart ached even more when he saw Laras smiling happily looking at the man there. Just tell him he's evil, because he hopes Lion will go forever and never come back. Even though hope is only hope.

Not wanting to get hurt more, Win decided to end his view of a woman who seemed very happy. Unfortunately with another man, not her.

***

One year earlier in Fantasiana.

"Mommy's really sorry, Aira. It's all the mother's fault" said Seril, as her son's throne was removed in plain sight.

But despite not receiving it, Aira could still shake her head and smile. "It's nobody's fault. It is fitting that the deformed king be removed from his seat."

When the two were strengthening each other, suddenly the door opened violently. A man stood with a breath full of panic.

"You need to get out of here, Aira! He considers your existence threatening and will kill you if you continue to be here."