The Werewolf's

62.I'll protect you

In a small village where the refugees gathered Duwan and his family settled in, seeing so many friends of Aryan's age look very happy, all this time he never had time to have friends because he always lived in a place far from the crowd.

Although a little worried but Alara let her son play with her peers, seeing her carefree laughter made her feel quite happy, on the other hand Duwan was busy gathering information, and she was very happy, who knows if there is any useful information they can get.

"how?"

"you know about the village that was attacked by a snake demon, right?"

"yes .. why?"

"they say three months ago there were snakes, because the longer they appeared the more the mayor and the people there decided to kill the snake that appeared, at first there was no strangeness because after that there were no more snakes, but arrived at one night a shout was heard from one of the houses, and you know what happened?" duwan said curiously.

"of course not, say the obvious"

"in his house suddenly appeared a hole that can be entered by adults, and the hole turned out to be a nest of queen ulaar"

"huhuh? why is there a snake queen's nest in the house?"

"they also did not know because the house had been standing for more than 10 years, and after investigating the possibility of the snake there had been a long time before the house even stood"

"so you're saying the snake was under their house for over 10 years and they weren't conscious?" alara said.

"right"

"how did they know that the serpent was the queen?"

"first the size is as big as a coconut tree and second, the snake has green eyes and there is a green gemstone on its forehead"

"green eye? so she's the queen of poisonous snakes?"

"hey? poisonous snakes?"

"iyaaa, as I know the snake queen who has the green gem is a poisonous snake, but I did not hear the citizens died of poison" said Alara a little confused.

"maybe they're wrong?"

"well, but if it were true that the snake was the queen of poisonous snakes there would certainly be hundreds of deaths there, and again as I know the queen of poisonous snakes would not have been that big, instead, he has a small body size, it could be that person2 is wrong to see the color because it is too afraid" explained Alara.

"then what do you think is a snake that's that big?"

"there's 1"

"what?" asked Duwan curiously.

"the queen of the eternal ice snakes"

"the queen of the immortal ice snakes? is there anything like that?"

"well, I've only heard of it from my grandfather and never seen it in person, according to grandfather's story that the queen of immortal ice snakes has settled somewhere and built a nest then the air around the nest will be cold gripping, many plants and animals will freeze to death because the air released from the queen's body is very cold"

Duwan just kept silent without being able to say a word, even though he had been with his wife for many years there was still something that made him astonished, he said, sometimes Duwan thinks that if Alara was born in a noble family and has a physical like an ordinary human, of course, the woman will be a prima donna, because in addition to her beautiful face the woman is very intelligent and insightful.

"why?"

"no"

"why do you keep looking at me like that?"

"can't you look at a wife's face?" said Duwan reversing the word "oh yes I almost forgot, eat this I bought it earlier" he continued to give a packet of grilled meat.

"actually I have smelled the smell from earlier, I think you will continue to hide it" Alara said while eating her favorite grilled meat.

"hehee I'm sorry, I do like the sense of control when looking at the beauty of my wife's face"

"just keep looking until you go crazy" Alara replied as if she didn't care.

In the village where refugees gather local authorities mutual gotong royong to build a makeshift tent tent, although far from comfortable at least can protect the refugees from heat and rain.

Not only that, the news of the arrival of the demon had also spread throughout the kingdom, many warriors began to arrive to confirm the news, whether it was sentam from the big and small sects until the emissaries from the kingdom were also present.

Their day in the refugee camp was quite peaceful, once a week Duwan took the time to go to the city to sell and buy something, even the young man did not forget to buy some dry bread to distribute to the refugees, no wonder Duwan was very close to the refugees.

"miss what are you doing?" ask a woman.

"ahh no, why?"

"i've been watching you for a long time, you're pregnant right?"

"yes" briefly.

"didn't you feel sultry wearing that robe in this hot weather?"

"emm it.."

"my wife's skin is very sensitive aunt, her skin will be reddened even over time can blister if exposed to sunlight, so inevitably she uses the cloak to cover her entire body" said Duwan interjected in the midst of Alara's panic.

"oh so, it's a pity that it would be very uncomfortable for a pregnant woman under these circumstances" he said in a worried tone.

"thank you for watching me auntie, I'm used to this so it's not a big deal for me" Alara replied.

"then let's join the women there, we will cook a good meal because your husband just bought a lot of vegetables" he said enthusiastically.

"buttons.."

"but why?"

"i'm afraid people will feel disturbed by my presence, especially during this time I rarely even hardly ever interact with you" said Alara doubtful.

"oh no need to think so, actually the women here are quite curious about you, so I ventured to approach you, to be honest at first I thought you were reluctant to get together with us because you are the daughter of a rich man or so, but after I knew your skin problems I did not misunderstand anymore" he explained long.

"go away, have a lot of chat so you don't get bored, let me keep an eye on Arya" Duwan gently persuaded.

"ohh geez lucky you married a young man as good and as serious as this Duwan boy" the aunt smiled.

"mistress and mother, you don't have to be awkward talking to her, this lady isn't an arrogant woman, she just has a problem that makes her hesitate to gather with us" said the wanuta who invited Alara.

"that's it, I think this lady is a rich man who doesn't want to hang out with us"

"huh my goodness we've been so bad thinking"

"we're really sorry for bad thoughts"

Naturally the mothers and young girls there chatted and asked him questions, during his life only this time Alara gathered with this many people, this much, so of course under his cloak was running cold sweat from feeling nervous.

"son Alara is here under the hood if you can't open the cover of your head, I really can't stand to see it"

"yes, it looks very uncomfortable"

"hey instead of aunty has said her skin is very sensitive, you want responsibility if she why napa" prevent a woman his age.

"i can open it a little bit" Alara said by opening the robe that covered her face.

"hahhh😲"

"astaga kantinyaa😱"

"ehhh waww you are so beautiful"

"his face is very smooth"

Various comments and compliments they just let go, there are even some girls who gawk at the look of his face, the women who were busy cooking are actually now gathered to hunt the woman like bees that shrouded flowers.

"what lady are you using facial treatments like the nobles?"

"no"

"do you have any special secrets and methods to have skin this good"

"no, since my baby my skin's been this way"

"jeez, no wonder his son is so handsome if his mother is this beautiful, apparently superior seedlings" chirped someone.

"why? are you envious haha"

"heii for what I envy, even though my son is dark skinned but he's sweet, isn't he Alara?"

"yes he is right, and he is very cheerful" Alara replied.

"that's right your son also has white skin even though he's not as white as you, doesn't your son have skin problems like you?"

"fortunately no"

"thank God, it must be a mess if she experiences the same thing as you, by the way how old is your pregnancy?"

"it's been almost 7 months" he replied, holding his stomach.

"it must be difficult to get pregnant in this situation? I see your husband going back and forth to the city why don't you just stay in the city, surely you have enough money to buy or rent a house in the suburbs right?"

"heyy your question is too excessive, indeed why if she and her husband settled here, anyway thanks to their presence we can cook big and eat full"

"ahh sorry if my words are outrageous, I only remember when I gave birth to my son in the era of rebellion first, it feels very unsettled because it has to survive in the midst of chaos, he said, if my husband had more money then surely we could have gone to a safer place back then and our son hikss.."

"do not you remember those memories again, almost all mothers lost their children at that time" said someone calming.

"but wait a minute, is your son really 2 stgh? how did you escape the massacre?"

"thatuu, my husband and I fled into the forest when we heard the news, we moved from one forest to another, sometimes we also hid in the hillsides and caves, he said, we go anywhere to avoid the soldiers and royal envoys" Alara replied.

"geez you and your husband are amazing, if we could be like that our daughter's son would be safe"

"it has already passed, after all now the king of the Dwi has received a reply" said someone with a cynical tone.

"reply? what does the reply mean?" alara was confused.

"loh you did not hear that every son and daughter was born they could not live more than 1 month, so far 5 children have died"

"not 5 but 6"

"yes it was true last month that the queen gave birth and the baby died immediately"

"what's this? why Duwan never talked to me about it, is this news true" said Alara.

"what happened? why would his son die?" alara was confused.

"the curse! raja Dwi and all his wives are cursed" said a woman with eyes as if to endure deep sadness.

"curses?"

That day through the chatter accompanied by tears, Alara almost forgot about the baby massacre first, Alara said, and the woman just found out that in front of her there were more than 10 mothers who lost their babies at the same time.

"why Ra?" duwan asked under the darkness of the night.

"i'm scared"

"fear? why?"

"so I listened to the stories of mothers who lost their babies to the massacre first, a-akuu..."

"sstttt .. don't go on, I promise that whenever I will protect you and our children, now rest you must be tired right?"

"comm"

They fell asleep with each other clutched, do not forget they clutched his son who had been dreaming somewhere.

...........**TAMAT**..............