The Werewolf's

11. First trip

"grandfather I want to talk to you about something" Alara said after training with her grandfather.

"say" said Grandfather Arung while adjusting his breathing.

"i want to find cake's father, I want to find his whereabouts, I want to make sure he's alive or dead" he said in doubt.

"if he's gone?" ask grandpa.

"hmm I hope father is still alive, even if it is true he is gone I don't want to know where his final resting place is" he said.

Grandfather Arung breathed a heavy sigh, in fact he also wished that the father of Alara was still alive, but after seeing the former fight Grandfather Arung hesitated a little.

"i don't mean to break your hopes, but I'm asking you not to expect him to be alive, you know the greater the hope that grows in our hearts the greater the possibility of us falling into the abyss of disappointment" said Grandpa Arung.

"i know cake, I'll always remember your advice, I'll be breastfed if dad's really gone, but please let me grow a little hope that he's still alive cake" said with a pushy eye.

"i have no right to ban you, Ara, when are you planning to leave?"

"tomorrow cake, I want to find the slightest clue about his whereabouts, and if it's true that he's gone I want to go to the family's place father, father, grandpa said I told you I had to find my family, right?" alara.

"well, he used to ask me to deliver the message, but are you really ready?" ask grandpa Arung.

"i must be ready to cake whatever the reality is later" he said.

"this" said Grandpa Arung by giving something.

"this is dad's dagger, when did grandpa pick it up? ask Alara happy.

"since morning" short grandpa.

"ummm cake, can I ask you something?

"what?" asked Grandpa Arung in wonder.

"why did you want to take care of me, did you not know my mother in the slightest, I was very curious why you want to take care of me" said Alara hesitated.

"i don't know, either, what kind of magic your mother used on me until I was willing to raise a boy like you" she said.

"magic? didn't Grandpa tell me my mom was a regular woman? why do you say magic?" tanyanya.

"not magic as you think is stupid, it's figurative, to be honest I used to be a sinful human being, my day was always spent doing bad things, my greed for the power to blind the eyes of my heart, I kill anyone who stands in my way including my own family, no matter what happens to me until I have dark eyes like that,

I did that heinous deed with a half-conscious feeling, it struck me that after slamming my brother's body with the sword, before he died he said that I would regret it, but I ignored his words and ran away from the village and moved to another village,

At first I felt fine but after a while I always had nightmares, the face of the dead man in my hand cursing and swearing at me, my night never calmed down after, my face never rested, but one night I dreamed of my mother she said one day I'd be a useful person,

I decided to isolate myself here and a few years later I found you and your mother, her request at that time made me remember my dream at that time, and yahhhh .. I finally took care of you" explained Grandpa Long.

"i don't really care what reason makes you want to take care of me cake, but I'm really grateful to you, thank you very much because you want to take care of me who is a stranger to you" he said with tears.

"i have never considered you a stranger, since the day I decided to take care of you, from that day on you have been a part of my life" said Grandpa, hugging Alara.

"thank you cake, I am grateful to get affection from you" said Alara while taking a breath.

"tomorrow go, find your destiny out there, the door of this house will always be wide open if you want to go home" he said.

"of course it must be, if this door is closed I will break it until the door collapses" Alara said.

"astagaa I regret having been sad earlier" said grandfather Arung.

They talked and laughed again, Grandpa also explained the story he remembered about the journey of his mother and father's life.

"i say goodbye to cake, take care of your health" said Alara while hugging her grandfather for a moment.

"go on, you take good care of yourself and remember all my messages" he ordered.

Alara nodded and left, the girl ran behind the dim darkness because the sun had not yet revealed its light.

Grandpa Arung stared at the departure of the boy who had been in care for a dozen years, the red baby was now grown up and went away from him.

"ahh si*al, her mother was now her son, why did they both make me cry like this" she grumbled.

Actually grandfather did not feel upset, he was just trying to cover up the sadness of Alara's departure, even though the girl did not have blood but the girl had been considered as the only family.

Alara ran slowly to the south, she searched for the location of the cave where it was born according to her grandfather's instructions, it took her half a day to find the location of the cave.

His body trembled slightly as his feet stepped into the cave, his heart raging with an indescribable feeling.

His arrival was greeted with many wolf skeletons scattered, if calculated the number may be tens, his hope was a little shaky after seeing it.

"what clues can I get from here?" muttered Alara was confused.

The girl walked towards a stone where her mother had given birth to her first, from here she could see the wall of the cave wall filled with dried blood splashes.

He lowered his lethargic head while imagining his father's struggle against the wolves here, obediently being downcast his eyes looking at the wisps of wolf fur around him.

Because the pack of wolves died and their bodies decomposed here without any other animals eating their feathers scattered where.

"wasn't my father a white wolf like me? I see here there are only black feathers" he said a little excited because his hope was growing again.

To ensure his confidence he walked around the entire corner of the cave, he also spun on the outside to make sure he did not find his father's fur, his face a little sumringah because he really did not find white fur.

"i still have hope that father is alive, I will look for you with the slightest clue father" he said.

"but where and where can I get a clue about your whereabouts father?" he said back down.

As if not want to feel confused for too long, Alara decided to walk south, she would walk a little along it.

Not without reason his grandfather told him so, the look and physical of Alara goods would certainly attract a lot of attention if he passed the public road.

Actually, Alara physical like humans in general, but her hair and eyeballs are very paused, her white hair is long to waist, small stature even though the portion of the meal is amazingly large.

Alara wore a large black robe, the bottom only up to her knees but the cover of her head was more than enough to cover up her entire face, and it made her look a little mysterious.

***

"my mother wants to eat meat" the boy whined at his mother.

"yes I know, we pray that your father and his friend get a hunt today" said his mother while collecting wooden branches around him.

"if you can't how? I'm tired of just eating yams and vegetables every day" the boy complained.

"you don't talk that way, yams and vegetables are also very good for your growth, you should be grateful for all that, yams and vegetables, because there are still many people out there who are starving because they have nothing to eat" the mother advised her son.

Without them realizing there was a pair of eyes yeng was paying attention and stealing their chatter, that morning Alara was resting for a moment on the tree and unconsciously noticed the chatter of the mother and child.

"hmmm would my mother also advise me like that if I complained?" muttered.

Although Alara does not lack the affection of her grandfather, but it does not close her desire that yearns for the love and warmth of a mother.

Alara jumped down after the person who noticed her had gone far, she ran into the forest and looked for animals that could be hunted, his arrow quickly darted on a deer that was visible behind the bush.

"hmmmm your sacrifice will not be in vain, deer" he said.

Alara carrying a deer whose size was almost half of his body with just one hand, she returned to the place where she heard the chatter of mother and child.

Until there he sniffed the scent of the person earlier to look for where they lived, he continued walking until he finally found some houses standing on the outskirts of the forest.

From a distance he saw the boy was busy arranging wood in his home pinngiran.

"this settlement is too small to be called even a small village" he murmured.

Alara stepped closer to the boy.

"excuse me, are you home?" alara asked the boy.

"who is it, kaka?" ask the boy in wonder.

"i'm just a person passing by here" he replied.

"is my brother lost?" ask the boy to come closer.

"well, I just wanted to see your mom for a second, okay?" ask Alara again.

"may, I'll call you, brother wait a minute"

Not long before the boy appeared with his mother, I don't know what the boy told his mother until the look of his mother's face was a bit confused.

"what's the lady looking for me?" ask the mother.

"i just want to give you this" he said, handing over the deer he had been hiding behind his body.

"deer caste, is this right for me? why are you telling me this, miss?" tanyanya does not believe and is happy.

"ummm I just don't feel like I can afford to spend it alone" she replied awkwardly.

"wahh asikk today eat meat, my mother's friend friend got a deeraa!" the boy shouted to his friend.

"ahh pardon my son's behavior, he was too happy to scream so" the mother explained.

"it's okay, I'll go first" Alara said.

"wait, miss, if you want to spend the night here, people here usually eat dinner together if they get a game of this size, I hope you will come to eat with us because this deer is your gift" pinta the mother.

"mmmmm but .."

"come on, lady, the people here will definitely welcome you, you've been very kind to give this to us" he persuaded.

"yes well" he said slowly.

"ahh thank goodness, I will ask other mothers to clean and cook this immediately, miss wait at home uh my hut" he said excitedly.

It is true, rather than being called a building house that Alara entered more like a hut, from inside the house Alara could see the mother gotong royong processing the deer that he carried, Alara said, the child also looks happy because it will soon eat meat, but there is something strange according to him.

"why are there only children and women here? where are the boys?" ask Alara to yourself.

"his father and his friend were hunting" a young boy replied.

"astagaa you surprised me" said Alara stroking her chest.

"hehe sorry" said the plain boy.

"hmm what's your name?" ask Alara.

"my name is Damar, if it's whose brother? and why is brother wandering around in the woods there?" ask the boy in curiosity.

"i'm Alara, I'm looking for someone" she replied.

"are you not afraid to be alone in the woods?" ask Damar curiously.

"umm is of course scared, but if I don't fight that fear it won't be able to meet him" Alara said.

....connect.....