Wolf Child
Peony is colorless
"Aryaah! you're finally awake"
After a day of unconsciousness finally Arya opened her eyes, although her body temperature was normal hours ago but the child only realized when the morning was approaching.
Kemala, Arga and Rian guarded him all night out of worry, not without reason of course because this was the first time Arya was unconscious, even Kai also took care of him.
"uhh bibii"
"why? is your head hurting"
"just a little dizzy"
"uhh thanksgiving.."
"how about the others? no one was hurt, right?" arya asked arrived.
"hhhh this child, why are you worrying about the others, don't you know how worried you were yesterday?" kemala was upset.
"but now I'm fine aunt"
"basic you well, huhh but the others are okay, it's precisely you who make everything worry" said Kemala ketus.
"emm yes sorry"
After a short talk Arga vengawa his wife went home and Rian returned to the hall, the healer had checked her condition and asked Arya to rest another day until her condition recovered.
Arya rubbed her space ring and a purple colored jewel came out, the child continued to look at the purple gem that was almost as big as a fist.
"hmm it turns out that I can defeat him" he murmured with a smile.
After feeling better Arya returned to her residence, along the way the disciple who went with her continued to ask her about her situation, and Arya only answered as necessary.
"Aryan!"
"hmm why brother?"
"here come with me for a moment" asked Bimo to pull his hand.
Actually, more or less Arya already knows what problem Bimo will talk to her, especially Bimo pulled her to a quiet place, of course the child will ask about the incident in the cave.
"Yes, what exactly happened? I remember seeing your fight yesterday, but why did I arrive outside the cave?" ask Bimo curiously.
"i don't know"
"time anyway? but Dana said you managed to beat that big bat?"
"done"
"what a great you, what a wonderful"
"my sister first yes, my body is still not good"
"ohh yeah go"
Along the way the boy continued to think, avoiding Bimo and the others' questions was an easy matter, but how to avoid the questions of his teacher's aunt, his teacher's aunt would definitely continue to urge him, he said, I don't know what reason the boy will use later.
"Aryans"
"yes"
"sit"
"yes" answered Arya.
"say!"
"what?"
"Aryaaa"
"ishhh well, I beat him"
"on your own?"
"emm yeah can say that"
"how could? others don't remember what"
"the bats use mind control magic, they are all exposed to the effect so it is natural that they do not remember anything" explained Arya pda Kemala.
"then what about you?"
"my mentality is strong enough so I'm not affected by it"
"how mentally strong can you really defeat that bat queen?"
"how did the teacher know it was the queen?"
"Aryaa, when are you like this? do you still not trust me?" tanya Kemala is sad.
"bu-not so auntie, I just.."
"have you rest there, I will call you to dinner later" said Kemala passed away.
"sorry aunt, I'm just not ready to say it yet" Arya said.
When the dinner silence came enveloping, Kemala who is usually chatty just silent not to speak a bit, Arga also to the point of confusion in his making.
Arya herself felt guilty for not being able to be honest until now, but Kemala always waited for the child to open up a little, but Kemala did not know his protege had something very hidden.
"sorry aunt" Arya said, opening the conversation.
"why?"
"yes"
Hearing the dialogue between his wife and his students makes Arga's eyebrows furrowed, but usually his wife will be very enthusiastic if talking to Arya, without speaking Arga finally realized there is something between his wife and his student.
Arya lay down on the simple mattress of her room, the boy continued to look at the sky of the room with a blank look as his heart, the departure of his sister really made him lose a lot of emotions, the child is talking less and more alone.
Many times he breathed heavily as if so tired with the burden on his shoulders, the shadow of his mother singing the last sleep song was vividly drawn in his memory, the water melted just like that reminiscing about happiness with his small family first.
"your mother can I get through all this? can I hikss"
Kemala who had accidentally heard Arya mutter smothering his own mouth, the woman realized his attitude just now actually hurt Arya, Kemala forgot that the child in his custody likely had a big reason to hide everything.
Not to mention only a few days Arya left her sister, the only family she had, the possibility of the child is feeling alone now, instead of calming down just Kemala pressured her so.
* * * * *
"hoaaaam"
"uhhhh my body is sore"
"good morning papa" said Neesa in love.
"good morning Neesa" replied Dirga briefly.
Not far next to her the girl who followed him for a few days was still asleep, seemingly sleeping so well that Dirga could not bear to wake her.
Not even a month Dirga with Neesa, but the small binatng has shown a lot of changes, if the first when newly hatched the reddish orange skin is now completely red, now completely red, and again the shoots on his back grew longer and longer.
And the thing that was more amazed not long ago he was able to communicate, yes even though papa's call continued to be heard by him.
"uhh sir, have you woken up since?"
"no, I haven't been up very long"
"sorry because I woke up late"
"it doesn't matter, and please don't call me master, I'm so young you know"
"then, young master?"
"haiisss I'm not your master, just call me Dirga"
"sir Dirga?"
"hiss no, Dirgaa Dirgaaa" said Dirga angrily.
"good it ... Dirgah"
"by the way what's your name?"
"my name is Peony"
"Peonies? your name's kinda.."
"Peony is the name of the flower"
"flower? I just heard, what kind of flower is that?" ask Dirga curiously.
"emm the flower is similar to a rose, but the stem is not thorny, the flower is quite large and beautiful and the flower has several colors, pink, white yellow and and and bright red, each color has its own meaning" he said long.
"then what's your color?"
"my color . I have no color" he said slowly.
"why?"
"hmm?"
"why do you say you don't have color, your parents gave it a name with the expectation of the meaning of the flower, right?"
"yes you may be right, but the Peony flower has many meanings and I think my life is none of them" replied the lethargic Peony.
"say!"
"hmm?"
"tell me what the Peony flower means"
"White Peony flowers \= Apology
White peonies are not only a symbol of beauty, but are also interpreted as shame and regret, making it an expression of regret and making amends.
Red peony flowers \= Celebration
Like many things in red, red peonies symbolize love, passion, prosperity, wealth, and honor.
Yellow peony flower \= Welcome
Yellow peonies symbolize a fresh start, making them ideal for anyone starting a new chapter in their life, be it a new job or a congratulatory or something new.
then
Pink peony flowers \= Wedding
Pink is arguably the most classic color and pink peony flowers are perfect for weddings, as they represent a happy marriage, good luck, and prosperity.
Of the four meanings of Peony flowers none of which are the same as my life, that's why I said that I was a colorless Peony" said the girl bowed.
......connect.....
