The Werewolf's

18. Small riot

five nights Alara and Duwan had gone through together, Alara with tlaten to treat and treat the wounds suffered by Duwan, the girl also had no ceaselessness to say spicy to him.

Duwan who was initially surprised by his attitude was now used to it, even his ears were immune to the various harsh words spoken by Alara.

One of the most striking things was that Alara never called her name, only the stupid and crazy words she always mentioned.

"because now your injuries have improved I will leave tomorrow" said Alara.

"so fast?" ask Duwan.

"i've delayed my trip for almost a week because you're stupid" Alara said.

"a month or even a year I don't have a problem getting hurt like this, the important thing is that you take care of me" Duwan said.

"you think I'm your nurse, don't talk crazy like that" Alara said.

As usual Duwan just grinned every time Alara was angry or upset at him, to him the girl's face looked very pretty while being angry.

Actually the wound on his stomach still often bleed, but it was already much better than before, so it didn't matter if he traveled far.

"where is your destination?" duwan asked arrived.

"i'm going south" he replied, burning the fish.

"wahhh coincidentally, the direction of my house is also in the south" said Duwan girang.

"then?" ask Alara lazily.

Indirectly the girl had understood the direction of the young man behind her.

"we can be traveling companions" the young man replied.

"no" she answered briefly.

"come on, you even know my wounds haven't healed properly" Duwan lamented.

"my journey will be slow if you come with me" said Alara honestly.

"you can let me who is hurt like this walk alone, if I am attacked by a wild animal how? ask Duwan again.

"not my business" he said

"so cruel" Duwan said, shaking his lips.

"you're a man, but your mouth is more crewed than a woman's" Alara said.

In the morning, Alara was forced to let Duwan come with her, even though he did not rush to get to the bamboo forest but he did not like it if anyone followed him.

Because indeed the direction of their goal is the same and Duwan's physical condition is still not too good so Alara relented and allowed it.

Along the way Duwan always grumbled and complained at Alara's speed, he could not run for fear that his freshly dried wounds would bleed again.

"miss wait a minute" call Duwan.

"what the hell?" alara replied annoyed.

"i'm so tired, can you stop for a second?" duwan pinta.

"again?" tanya Alara was getting annoyed.

"the wound in my stomach feels cranky if it takes too long to walk, come on stop for a while" complained Duwan increasingly become so.

Alara immediately jumped up and sat on a tree, she was really arrogant because Duwan continued to ask for rest, this was their sixth time to rest, even though there was not half a day they walked.

Duwan with a breath of gasping sitting under the tree that Alara sat on, his sweat splashed between tired and pain-resistant, Alara who could not bear to jump down and sit next to him.

"do we have to postpone the trip again?" tawar Alara's.

"no no, give me a short break, after that we go back to the road" he said.

"have not forced yourself so, we better find a shelter, it seems like it will soon rain" said Alara.

Now that the two of them were walking again, there was one thing different because now Alara had Duwan's body, even though Duwan actually felt his body lifted but he did not want to protest.

At first they were both about to rest in the cave, but when Duwan said not far from there there was a village then Alara decided to go further.

After getting to the path Alara put on the robe that had been worn by Duwan, the young man's clothes had been used up to break his wounds so Alara lent him the robe for a few days, the girl continued to walk in search of an inn they could rent.

Upon arriving at a simple little inn the girl had just remembered something important.

"astagaa, I forgot my money was up" he lamented

"then what now?" ask Duwan.

"aiiihhh s*al, I should have been hunting to sell in this village restaurant" complained Alara.

"what if we try to stay at the people's house?" duwan.

"you think they want to accept guests not invited like us" replied Alara annoyed.

"you forgot my body was injured? this could be an excuse" Duwan said convincingly.

They both knocked on the door of one of the smallest and most separate houses owned by a resident, a very simple rumaj and reot even the house was more appropriate to be called a hut, from the inside appeared a little girl of Damar's age in front of him.

"lookwho?" ask the boy plainly.

"who's the little brother at home?" asked Duwan kindly.

"there's grandfather inside, but he's sick" he replied honestly.

"who's cu?" I heard a soft voice from inside.

"i don't know cake, but a handsome brother was hurt" he said.

"why didn't I ask you to come in uhuk?" ask the grandfather.

"ummm grandpa said that if there are guests we have to serve food, we are in trouble, there is only leftover yam yesterday, right?" the answer.

"it must not be so, if we do not have food we can provide drinking for them" replied the gentle grandfather.

Alara and Duwan were still standing at the door, they did not dare to enter because they had not been invited, before long the little girl had appeared in front of the two young men.

"let's go in" he asked.

Alara smiled, she thought the family would refuse her arrival, but it turned out that the little girl was only hesitant because she had no food.

After the little girl had run to the back to get a drink, a grandfather appeared from behind the room next to Alara and Duwan sitting down.

"sorry can't welcome you" said the grandfather.

Alara immediately stood up and greeted the old man before her, Duwan also did the same as he seemed.

"forgive our arrival that is not invited to cake, we only intend to find shelter" Duwan said.

"ahh it's okay, I'm happy to accept whoever comes here uhuk uhuk"

"grandfather why come out? grandfather has not healed" said the little girl who was carrying 2 glasses of drink, the water she carried occasionally spilled because the boy was walking unbalanced.

Duwan told her what he was going through, just that the story was a little different about Alara, the girl was so anxious to make him.

"so you guys got married young? but kasian once, you just got married and even got a disaster like this" said the grandfather pity.

Duwan told me that he and Alara had just married some time ago, they traveled to the brother's village for their honeymoon and the fate of their robbery.

Alara was eager to claw Duwan in the face as the young man told her with confidence and a very convincing look.

On the table there were 3 glasses of water and a plate of boiled yam, Alara and Duwan ate a piece in for two, they knew that only yam was yes they had, they had, but with great heart they split on Alara and Duwan.

"i have to hunt" Inner Alara.

When Alara said goodbye to the little girl who had been with her since, she said she wanted to walk around the village for a while.

Alara immediately ran into the forest while making sure there were no people around, she searched for some animals that could be hunted.

After some time Alara managed to hunt a deer that is quite large.

"if I bring this deer there they will surely wonder at me" he murmured.

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"wahh the food looks really good" said the little girl in front of him.

"ohh my dear is indeed very good, did you sell something to get this food?" duwan asked arrived.

"my dear, it seems you are really tired of Duwan's life" Alara was upset.

"i sold my ring" Alara replied lying.

After some time ago confusion, Alara decided to sell her quarry to a restaurant that was found.

Although not too much money in the can because the restaurant is only a small restaurant, but some of the money in his possession can to buy some clothes and other needs, he said, he also bought some food before returning to where he was staying.

The owner of the house was a pair of grandfathers and granddaughters, the grandfather was just a market porters and odd jobs, he said his son and son-in-law had died a few years ago, so she just stayed alone with her granddaughter.

Grandpa's condition that has begun to age makes it easy to get sick, he said he had been sick this week never healed, his grandson who was just 6 years old sometimes joined his neighbors to help in the fields, he said, from there the girl will be paid some sweet potatoes and vegetables.

For the little girl a bag of yams and vegetables was more than enough for her, the most important thing for her was that she and her grandfather could survive until she was healthy again.

Over the years of living and eating potluck the little girl was overjoyed when Alara brought a nice meal, she brought some vegetables and processed meat.

The next morning Alara took the little girl to the market, where she bought a bag of rice, some kind of yam and fish, with the spirit of the little girl helping to carry some bags of groceries.

"sister is going to the dress shop for a while to buy clothes for his sister's friend, you wait a minute huh" said Alara.

"friends? husband mean?" ask the girl.

"mmmmm yaa" Alara took a step inside.

The little girl nodded and sat down in front of the store while eating the snacks that Alara bought, shortly after Alara entered there were some people who approached her.

The person looked at the little girl with a strange look, suddenly one of them grabbed a bag of rice near the boy.

"hey give it back, it's mine" cried the little girl.

"this bag is in my hand so it's mine" he replied.

"it's Alara's sister who bought it, give it back" she asked as she stepped up.

"bruck"

The little girl fell down when someone pushed her, but she immediately got up and asked for her bag of rice.

"this is mine, why did you take it?" ask the girl annoyed.

"i'm just asking, why are you so stingy" replied the man holding the bag of rice.

"if asking is not the way, you must ask permission from the owner" explained the little girl.

"i don't care, now this bag is mine" she replied, stepping away.

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