The Werewolf's

20. Bamboo Forest

"why are you always bothering me" Alara grumbled.

"i can't sleep, I'm nervous miss" Duwan complained.

"what's his business with me" said Alara ketus.

"let me have a chat with you, please" Duwan asked.

"if you know this better, I'll just go" he said again.

Duwan pulls Alara's hand and takes her to the back garden, in Duwan's residence there are two parks, one belongs to his mother is in the front and one belongs to his brother is in the back.

The young man showed off all the flowers that his brother cared for, although at first he told an enthusiastic story, over time clear circles fell from his eyes when he saw some flowers that looked withered and dry.

"it's like someone's watching us" said Alara.

"wuushhh . awass .. bruukk"

An arrow shot towards Duwan, fortunately Alara who was already on standby was able to dodge it.

Alara immediately ran towards the origin of the arrow that shot, unfortunately there was no one there.

"why here smells .." "s*al" he said.

The girl immediately approached Duwan, she pulled the young man with an unusually fast running speed, they immediately ran to the residence Duwan's father and mother rested, Alara suspected something had happened to the young man's parents.

The young man who was still confused by what happened just followed where Alara pulled him, Alara also did not give him the opportunity to ask, the girl kept telling Duwan to shut up and not to make a sound.

The more they went inside, the stronger was the smell of blood that was smelled, earlier when he ran towards the arrow came from having smelled the scent of blood, so the girl suspected something was happening inside.

Feeling increasingly uncertain when feeling the silence in the residence seemed gripping, the girl opened the door of the room and found the figure of Duwan's father and mother was drenched in blood.

"he..."

Not yet had the girl banned, Duwan had already run inside

"wush ting" the two daggers collided right next to Duwan's head.

The young man turned deathly pale when he realized that death was coming back to him.

"before under the bed!" peekkik Alara's.

Duwan immediately jumped into the bed where his mother's father lay lifeless, Alara himself faced 2 killers with his bare hands.

One of them was carrying a sword on her waist, Alara only had one dagger under her robe right now.

"don't stop us, we just want his life" said the man who had thrown a dagger between fights.

"ohh so you want his life? take it .. if you can"

"buakk brukk" a fist landed on the chest of one of them.

A man who uses a sword to attack when his friend bounced, Alara jumped tan down every sword approaching his body, as soon as he attacked again although his attack can also be avoided by his opponent.

"s*al my sword is in the room" inner Alara complained.

When Alara again raised her fist, her opponent immediately dodged by leaning back, when her opponent thought he had dodged, Alara's leg quickly kicked the back of her knee.

Although not making his opponent fall but his attack guava makes his opponent lose balance, quickly and do not want to waste the opportunity, Alara kicked back the back of the knee until his opponent fell to his knees.

For a moment without anyone seeing her, Alara took out her claws and "craasssh .. aakh"

the opponent's throat was hollow, blood sticking out as Alara pulled her sharp claws.

One opponent who had been hit immediately fled through the window, when the girl was about to chase an arrow shot at him.

"s*al" he said when he lost track.

Alara comes back and finds Duwan crying over his parents who are gone, just lost his brother, now he has to lose his father and mother too.

"why is the world cruel to me" he said in between tears.

The girl did not say much, she just looked at the back of the weeping spit, the servants and guards were busy preparing a funeral for their master.

One thing that caught Alara's attention, she felt that someone among the mourners present to her funeral smelled similar to the person who attacked her last night.

The girl went around sniffing the person's whereabouts, but she thought the person realized that Alara was looking for her, eventually the smell was gone.

"is that just my feeling" he muttered confusedly.

Alara returned to accompany Duwan, there were some relatives who seemed to calm the young man, after the condolence event finished Alara bidding to continue the journey, he also requested that Duwan tighten the guard for himself.

Alara knows that Duwa is actually reluctant to let go, but Alara also can not linger there for long, other than because of her appearance which is often used as a talking material she is also really uncomfortable there.

The girl immediately ran fast when entering the forest area she had long enough to delay her journey.

About 4 days in and out of the forest with a full-speed run Alara arrived at the bamboo forest area, the girl continued to enter the inner area and search for black bamboo without leaves according to her grandfather's instructions.

Almost a full day of searching, Alara did not find a bamboo tree with the characteristics mentioned by her grandfather, the girl just continued to rotate and return to the starting place.

"was I wrong in the forest?" hesitated.

The girl looked at the blue pendant necklace her father had given her, no words came out of her mouth, no matter what the girl was thinking at the time.

After a moment of silence Alara decided to go back looking, no matter how long it took her to find him.

Nightfall made the atmosphere of the forest even more tense, strangely Alara could see a large black bamboo tree right in front of her, even though she had been here and there all day looking.

"hmmm is this tree only visible at night?" mumbling wonder.

After dripping a drop of blood on the bamboo tree, the surrounding atmosphere slowly changed, the lush and dense bamboo tree slowly disappeared and replaced the simple house like a country house.

Alara repeatedly rubbed her eyes to make sure what she saw was not wrong, the black bamboo tree in front of her turned into a simple gate that opened wide.

"show me your identification" a guard ordered.

"identification sign? .. oh this" he said showing his necklace.

"are you a member of the main family? sorry for my sassness miss" said the gatekeeper.

"primary family? what's mksdnya?" muttered Alara was confused.

The girl just smiled and stepped back, the robe that covered her face had been removed, she felt no need to use it here anymore because the people here had white hair like her.

"is this where dad came from? but where can I find his family?" confused mind.

Alara remembered the words of the gatekeeper that the owner of the necklace she wore was a member of the main family, she decided to look for the main family residence.

The girl stopped in front of a house that was larger and spacious, even bigger than Duwan's house, the girl hesitated to step because she felt less confident.

"who are you looking for?" ask someone to arrive.

"a-ahh no" he replied confusedly.

When he was about to go his steps stopped suddenly arrived.

"why is my sister's necklace on you?" ask her with a heavy voice.

"necklace? this necklace?" ask Alara to make sure.

The man in front of him instantly snatched it and looked carefully.

"ayo came in, and explained inside" he said by pulling Alara's hand.

They stepped through the guard line, the situation here was very similar in Duwan's house, only here it was many times more luxurious and large, the guards were also very many.

"tell dad I want to see him" he told someone.

"good"

"can you please let go of my hand?" alara's not comfortable.

"no!" answer the man firmly.

Not long after the man pulled Alara back and entered a room, looking like a room with lots of beautiful stones around it.

"i'm facing my father" he said on his knees.

"no need to be formal so, there is an important thing what" asked a grandfather in the bed.

The man handed Alara's necklace to her, his eyes glaring as he looked at the necklace he had in his hands, what was in the old man's mind, whose eyes clearly radiated longing as he looked at her, Alara herself just stood there because she did not understand the situation.

"you come here!" said the old man to Alara.

The girl stepped closer and knelt in front of him, either true or not which was obvious Alara was just following the man who had brought her earlier.

"where did you get this necklace?" tanyanya slow.

"the necklace has been with me since I was a baby, my grandfather said it was a relic of my father" he said honestly.

"your father? what's your father's name?" ask again.

"Rangga" in short.

Alara could see that the old man's eyes looked glassy, she clasped tightly onto the necklace in her hand as if feeling something.

"what .. is he dead?" tanyanya doubt.

"deggg, dead? whatdoes thatmean? I came here to ask that" inwardly Alara.

"sorry I don't know, I came here to ask that question" replied Alara.

"my son has been gone almost 20 years, and until now never returned" said the old man.

"put ... ramu?" ask Alara in shock.

"come here, if you're his daughter then I'm a kake.."

"ayahh" cut the man next to Alara.

"no need to worry so Raka, she is Rangga's daughter who is none other than your nephew" he said slowly.

Alara stared fixedly at the man beside her, many questions popping up in her head, only that nothing could come out of her mouth.

"what's your name?" tanyanya gently.

"Nearby"

"hmm can you tell me a little bit about what happened to my son until you came here looking for him?" tanyakanya.

"i can't tell you anything about Grandpa, because I don't know what happened to him either" he replied bowed.

"you don't know? are you really Rangga kakaku's son?" asked Raka in disbelief.

"do you think I'm lying? I only know my father's name is Rangga, I came here also for the instructions he left first" said Alara upset.

"then how can you not know about him if you're his daughter?"

"since my baby was not taken care of by my father and mother, my mother did not for a while after saving me, if my father did not know at all, he said, I don't even know what my father's face looks like and you think I'm lying?" alara was getting upset.

"speak politely, explain well well" he said.

"do I have to be polite to someone who treats me that way? you didn't speak well to me yourself"

......connect.....