My boyfriend is half human

Bayu samudra sick

Morning at the Nawang Wulan residence. The woman was staring at her husband while touching the face of the creature. From the first moment he opened his eyes, he felt something unusual about the look on the man's face. Her red eyes became redder and her face was as pale as cotton.

"You sick? " ask her to make sure.

Bayu did not answer. He held the hand of Wulan holding his cheek.

"How long have I been here? "

Wulan knitted her brows while remembering or counting.

"It's been almost a hundred days, is it time?"

"Yet, there are still a few days left, "Smiling while wiping the small hand he held.

Wulan immediately sighed. Time feels so fast when Bayu is on his side. Though the feeling was only a few days ago when the man appeared suddenly in his room. It turns out to be almost a hundred days.

That means that soon Bayu must leave him. The creature had to charge in his residence for a hundred days in order to be able to return to his wife's world.

Such is the life cycle of Bayu, a hundred days in the world of Wulan, a hundred days in his world. If he forced to stay beside Wulan when his strength was no longer there, then he would disappear by itself and would not be able to return again.

"Hurry up, and I still want to be with you. " The sentence was almost always spoken by Wulan in the moments before her husband left.

"Well, how else? it is time, " replied Bayu strengthen his wife.

"I'm also reluctant to leave, especially now that our daughter is entering a new phase in her life. I feel like he needs me so much. "

"Hm." Wulan.

"You should have stayed, I'm afraid of the bad things that might happen to our daughter. "

"There's not gonna be anything bad, baby. Everything's gonna be okay." Smiling while shaking the top of Wulan's head. A smile that looks very forced.

"And even if there is, I'm sure you can all get through it."

Bayu responded to Wulan with a smile. He knew the creature was just trying to calm him down.

Actually Wulan was very used to living by Bayu. When Bayu had to leave, the woman assumed her husband was just wandering. But this time somehow it felt different, even before Bayu left he already felt so lost.

"Here you go, don't think about it anymore" said Bayu because he saw the face of Wulan who was still moody, although he tried to cover it with a smile but still the sad look was still emanating from his soft face.

Wulan finally nodded. Although often feel that his life is sad but want how else, after all it has become his choice. She herself decided to marry the creature no matter the whole world was against. Fingers now whatever the risk must be faced.

"Yes let's go out, Dusk and aunt must have been waiting for you. " Bayu moved and took Wulan's hand out of the room. His words were right, Dusk and Aunt Fatma had indeed been waiting at the dinner table and was a little surprised because Wulan could not be late like this.

"Born, Father, mother, "why dusk see the appearance of both. Lucky they immediately came because Dusk had intended to pick up to the room.

"Morning of Dusk" answered the two together.

"What a sick mother, a slow mother's tumben

"Yes, Wulan. Aunty thinks you're sick, aunty just told dusk to pick you up. " Aunty Fatma added.

"No, Auntie. I'm doing fine. I just woke up late. " As usual, Wulan has breakfast for Dusk. The princess has not wanted breakfast if it has not been taken by her mother.

"This is your food, eat it, "

"Mom's really okay? " Dusk is still not sure, especially the look on his mother's face this morning is a little different.

"yes, I'm fine. Your father's starting to get sick. "

"really? " So focused on the mother, Dusk to not pay so much attention to his father.

The girl then watched closely as her handsome father who this morning did look different. His pale face and red eyes gave the answer to Dusk.

"Did Dad leave? " The same question was asked by Wulan. They all understood his features.

"Eum seems so, I feel like I've started to weaken .. But you take it easy, I still have the strength for the next few days. "

Dusk's appetite suddenly vanished hearing his father's answer. There was a sudden feeling of fear coming.

What was in the mind of Dusk was exactly the same as the mind of his mother. Twilight wants in times like these to stay with him. Because Dusk believes there will be a lot of need for support and help from the Father.

"You're still healthy, aren't you, Dusk? " ask Nawang Wulan who immediately reminded Dusk that at any time he also had to leave.

The girl was downcast imagining that when she had to leave later, it would definitely feel very heavy, not only for her but for Dirga as well.

"Just like? " call Wulan because the girl never answered, and instead pensive.

"I? Uh that's me, I'm still healthy, Mother, " replied twilight nervously.

"Good, I don't want you to go together, it's going to be really hard for me. "

The already sad twilight became even more sad to hear his mother speak so. It is very difficult for a Nawang Wulan if it must be left behind by her husband and children simultaneously. Twilight can quite feel that.

"Mom take it easy, I'm still healthy. Not going away anytime soon. " Dusk smiled trying to calm his mother even though just like Bayu earlier, he himself was not calm. The shadow if you had to part with Dirga immediately filled the space he thought at this time.

Wulan smiled faintly. Feeling a little relieved because at least the two did not have to go together.

"Here you are, don't be sad, Bayu is even still here why are you all so poor? " The grandmother who saw her grandchildren and nieces looked glum trying to cheer up. Not to underestimate the sense of loss in both, not. Just to entertain so that the two are not too soluble in each other's minds.

"Grandmother, right. I haven't really left yet. Come on, don't be so sad. At least you guys should keep smiling until I

go awayl. " Bayu looked at Dusk and then grasped Wulan's hand as a form of support for both.

Support succeeded both of them seemed to smile even though they were still unable to melt the atmosphere. The usually cheerful breakfast now feels empty, as if all its inhabitants are in the thick of grief.