My Beloved Werewolf's

My Beloved Werewolf's
Ch. 27 >> Find Milky



An old woman was looking for fish in the river. He used traps to catch the fish. However, he had to let out a disappointed sigh, as the fish he had been waiting for since yesterday nobody had entered into the trap.


His eyes accidentally caught a body near a boulder. "What's that?"


The grandmother approached the figure she was seeing slowly. His face turned pale, upon realizing that it was a human body. Grandma approached him. Just checking the pulse of the figure.


"He's still alive." The grandmother stood up.


He began to look for people who might be standing not far from him. The old eyes went around looking. When he saw someone, he immediately shouted to the man.


"Please! Help me!" shout Grandma.


The man who happened to hear the voice of Grandma turned his head. He approached Grandma who was running with all her strength.


"What's up, Grandma?" tanyakanya.


"That's .. there ...." Grandma could only point towards the figure she had just seen.


He was unable to speak fluently, due to his stinged breath. The man raised his gaze in the direction that Grandma pointed. He immediately ran towards the figure he saw.


He's still alive. Damnit damnit! Why didn't he just die? His daydream was shattered, when Grandma's voice was heard beside him.


"He's alive, son. Please grandma take her to grandma's shack, "grandmother's request.


"Ah, yes, Grandma," he answered.


That man is Bara. He was quite upset, when he found out Bima was still alive. Half-heartedly, he obeyed his grandmother. Carrying Bima's unconscious body towards her hut.


Slowly, Bara put Bima's body on the cot. Grandma gave a man's shirt. Then, ask Bara to replace Bima's wet clothes.


"Please grandma one more time, yeah, son. Please change Grandma's clothes."


Next to Bara's eyebrows raised high hearing the grandmother's words. His grandchildren? Isn't this Bima? This clothes too, the clothes that Bima was wearing earlier. Why did he say he was his grandson? inner Bara.


"You want, right, son?" insist the grandmother.


The grandmother smiled and handed the clothes she was holding to Bara. He also went to the kitchen to make food and drink for the young man he asked for help earlier.


"Mom, I'm done. Then, excuse me first," she said.


"Wait, Son. Drink first. You must be tired of helping grandma lift Grandma's body."


"No need, Grandma," refused Bara.


"Is he a grandchild, Grandma?" ask Bara later.


"Yes" answered the grandmother.


The grandmother's tears began to drip. There was sadness in those old eyes. The waves faced the change of the grandmother.


"He's been missing for days. At that time, the grandmother asked him to find firewood in the forest. But he didn't come back either. Fortunately, my grandmother found him by the river. It's okay, if he's hurt. Most importantly, he survived the danger" he said amid cries.


"I understand. Grandma doesn't have to cry. May the granddaughter, Grandma, recover quickly." Bara.


"Then, excuse me" said Bara.


"Thank you for helping, Grandma" said the sincere grandmother.


Bara only smiled weakly in response. He soon left the hut. After entering the forest, an evil smile appeared on his face.


"good. You better disappear. Hopefully, no one will be able to recognize your smell" Bara murmured.


The man immediately continued his steps leaving Bima with the old grandmother.


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