Love Barrels And Werewolves

You're Smart at Anything Else

The sun kept rising and sinking. The earth is always spinning and time is reluctant to wait. Without anything meaningful, two weeks had been passed by.

In an empty field containing soil and crop residue scattered with withered. A woman walked limped with a bucket full of fertilizer to a man who had not finished hoeing a row of soil.

Suddenly, a full bucket was placed. Both hands ruffled around the waist, Laras took a deep breath. "What did you actually do from there?" he said, instead of praising Lion who has tried very hard.

Finding Laras already back for the third time, Lion grimaced. Even the newly wiped sweat was still left on his blackened face.

"See. I've been back and forth bringing seeds and fertilizer, but you haven't even finished a line yet?" laras said, shaking in disbelief.

But how else, gardening is not something that Lion usually does. Reaching half a line was already an advance for him who could only complete two hugs over the past few days.

Unable to wait any longer, Laras approached Lion. The woman grabs the hoe and points at the sprouts that are ready to be fertilized. "You just finish the part there," he said, starting to lift the hoe to continue the work that never finished.

"I can finish up here." Lion intends to take back the hoe from Laras' hands.

But instead of feeling helped, Laras just did not let Lion hold the hoe longer. He took a deep breath before finally saying, "Listen, I'm in a hurry. These seeds should be planted immediately. You're just slowing down the job, okay?" Then again decompose the soil so that it is easy to sow seeds.

While Lion, the man flinched for a moment. Not hurt, but feel guilty for not being able to help Laras even though he really wanted to do it.

"Hey. Don't put on such a sad face. You can help me by cultivating the sprouts there." Laras realizes when guilt overcomes the feelings of men who look like ordinary people.

According to the words of Laras, Lion rushed to reach the bucket containing fertilizer that has been prepared. Slowly he did what he had learned from his experts some time since he had helped out in the fields. Pour enough fertilizer on the soil overgrown with sprouts.

Half an hour almost passed. Coinciding with Lion who finished fertilizing, Laras had also completed several rows of soil ready for seed planting.

"Finally done," said Laras, wiping the running sweat. "You're done too?" he asked when he saw Lion back with an almost empty bucket.

Lion nodded in agreement to Laras' question. "It's not that hard to stir the soil."

Hearing him, Laras laughed. "It seems like this kind of job doesn't suit you."

Afterwards, they hurried to leave the fields. The work is not done yet, but it is time for lunch. Free to squeeze sweat too hard if the stomach is left empty, right?

"Oh, I forgot." The barrel turned around when his feet were just a step out of the flower area. "We're out of fish and meat. I'm going to the market to buy it."

Lion's forehead shriveling. "Why buy it? We can catch him."

"You think it's easy to catch fish swimming in the river?" Lips Laras throbbing. But a few seconds later his eyebrows raised, he realized one important thing was missed. "Or can you do it? Right, it should be easy for you."

As if not to be outdone by time, they had already arrived by the river.

"The water is a lot. Are you sure you can do it?"  ask Laras a little worried.

But rather than gardening, hunting seems more interesting to Lion. After nodding steadily, he immediately descended and began to palpate into the water.

"You caught him!" pekik Laras glee. "Well! you're so great."

Hearing the praise of Laras makes the loose clothes worn Lion feel increasingly crowded. This man was more excited, even to the point of unconsciousness he pulled out a nail and a pair of wolf ears that were hidden.

Luckily, Laras soon realized that. "Hey, Lion!" call him, half whispering. But the sound of rushing water completely muffled his voice. "Lion!"

Feeling free if just calling, Laras decided to come down. Not for hunting, but reminding Lion who looks very serious.

In the water, now not only the Lion's hand entered, but his head also hunted. Until the moment his head was lifted, a pair of hands closed the two halves there. Lion pecked but soon came to his senses when Laras whispered from behind.

"Keep your ears" said the woman slowly, but it sounded very creepy. Not daring to turn his head, Lion could only hide his ears and nails quickly. "Not until I see him again" continued Laras.

It's like there's a salak seed that stops in the throat. Lion swallowed with difficulty. I don't know where, but his courage just vanished when he was with Laras.

After making sure Lion returned to the human suit, Laras let go of the hand. "It seems like it's enough" he said as he walked slowly between the rocks in the water.

But unfortunately, the invisible stone managed to destroy Laras. The woman's legs slipped, the body that had lost energy now had to lose balance. He resigned with the river water that was soon welcomed. But it seems like luck is still left.

When Baras' body had not hit the culakan water, a pair of hands already supported. Dashingly, Lion sustained Laras' body.

The mood of romance is inevitable. Both eyes locked to each other. The gaze that intertwined seemed to melt the boisterous ripples of water into silence. The barrel sculpting, as well as the Lion who looks to enjoy the beautiful bead up close.

Time seems to stop. Even the hand veins that were seen were ignored, and Lion was still staring at Laras in the same position. Until the roar from within the forest returned consciousness.

Lion's reflexes slipped off, his gaze pointing to the source of a very loud voice, his nose smelling something that looked familiar. While Laras who had not had time to maintain balance fell just like that into the water.

Lion's efforts to support Laras' body seemed futile.

***

Sunlight looks alien in the forest. The gap of the trees only gave a little space for him to appear. The situation feels quiet, calm even though it is actually a little terrible for people who are not familiar. But unlike Win who grew up in the jungle.

The arrow arc is always tightly grasped. While the view he did not release from the bush that continues to move. When viewed up close, Win could have thought that there were ferocious beasts nearby.

As if everything went according to the estimate. Before long a wolf appeared confirming Win's conjecture. Quickly, he shot an arrow before the animal before him ran further.

One arrow shot unsuccessfully, Win tried a second time. Waiting for the wolf there was a little off guard, and he would take back the arrow from the bow.

But unfortunately, the second shot also only managed to scratch a little prey. The wolf had already disappeared before Win filled the arrow.

"Damn! Though I can sell it at a high price," annoyed Win who would not want to have to surrender to lose a considerable amount of money.