Wolf Child

The strong boy

"sister! let's race to the river there" cried Dirga one morning.

"don't want to" her brother replied briefly.

"come on brother"

"no"

"heh you're afraid of losing?" tease sister.

"it's fine, I'm just lazy" elak Arya.

"then what do we want? mom gave me a training holiday today" said the sister.

"hmm how about .. like this"

"gyaa ha haaa hhaa .. sister gelii kakaaak aduhhh" complained Dirga as her brother idly tickled her.

Alara who was busy drying her clothes smiled to see her two sons, but suddenly her chest ached when she remembered the words of her son a few days ago.

"grep .. my wife are you exhausted?" asked Duwan hugging his wife.

"no" replied Alara Lirih.

"don't lie, I saw some days you look lethargic, let me just do the homework" Duwan said.

"no need, do our two sons look happy?" tanya Alara arrived.

"of course, they got a lot of affection from both of us" Duwan replied.

"can they be like that forever? what if Arya hates her sister one day?"

"you have been talking strangely for the past few days, of course he will be forever, their relationship will never change, and Arya can't possibly hate her sister"

"yes I hope" jawah Alara lirih.

"honey tell me the truth, what are you hiding?"

"i'm not hiding anything" she said.

"liy"

"uhh 🥺"

"honey come on, if there is a problem do not keep it yourself, say what you hide" said Duwan continued to persuade.

"a few days ago, when we went to the market, I met a grandfather, and he was beeping that our two sons would not live more than 20 years"

"what? why that? You're healthy and Arya, isn't that curse gone?"

"i didn't believe it at first either, but after I saw for myself they were really going to die" he said.

"so this is the reason you're always moody these late endings?"

"not that"

"then?"

"there is more terrible Duwan, I saw them hate each other and blame each other before the death of🥺 it looks very painful, they both died in a state of huhuuu each other"

"sadly do you remember what happened 6 years ago?" ask Duwan.

"6 years ago? what happened?" ask Alara wonder.

"the day Dirga was born, the day the four of us cried together" Duwan replied.

"why are you talking about that day?"

[6 years ago]

"ma when's sister coming out?" asked Arya when she was 3 years old.

"emm soon, maybe in the next few days a sister has been born" Alara replied as she continued to feed her son.

"how long has it been, I wanted to invite him to play" he said languidly.

"hihiii you can't wait to play with sister?"

"emmm" he replied.

"patience well, surely soon sister was born, now try to talk to sister, tell her to come out quickly"

"hey sister! hurry out we play the same big thing you"

"gyut gyuut" Alala's stomach moved.

"look at that, it seems like the sister also can't wait to get out" said Alara.

"what are you talking to mom about?" ask Duwan to join.

"so Arya asked sister to quickly go out and the mother's stomach moves well" said Arya enthusiastically.

"oh really? it means your sister heard you" Duwan said.

Then the three of them chatted and laughed together, they were engrossed in hearing an obscure chatter coming out of Arya's tiny lips.

"akhh, sshh ouhh" complained Alara.

"why darling?" duwan asked in panic.

"ohhh my stomach hurts" he kept complaining.

"what are you going to give birth today, let's go to the room now .. grep" Duwan directly carried his wife.

"uhh what is this water? baby your membranes are breaking" Duwan said in a panic.

"uhhh why panic so, quickly prepare water and cloth" said Alara.

"Arya wait for me dad"

"yes"

"gubrak .. klang" came a noise from the kitchen.

"why are you crying?" arya was confused.

"sshh huhhh it's okay Arya" she replied slowly.

"uhh sick" he murmured.

"what's sick mom? let Arya blow" entertain her son.

"uhhhhhhh Arya calm down, mother no papa"

Duwan had returned with the necessities of giving birth, it was a very big day, a day where little wolves would be born and see the world.

Sweat continued to flow all over Alara's body, moans and occasional cries of pain came out from her lips, Arya who did not understand anything just continued to hug her mother's hand and tense up.

Duwan with various feelings continues to encourage his wife, even though he had once helped people give birth, the young man still felt very tense because of this birth of his son.

"oekk .. oekk" the sound of the baby's cries rang out.

"huahhhh thank God" Duwan said, wiping his sweat.

After wrapping the baby in a cloth Duwan immediately gave the baby to his mother, deftly the man cleaned the rest of the equipment.

Upon entering the room, Alara is breastfeeding her baby, Arya continues to look at the faces of her sister and mother alternately.

"did his ASI come out right away?" ask Duwan.

"yes" replied Alara briefly.

"What is that?" ask Arya.

"ASI stands for Mother's Milk" Duwan replied stroking his son.

"mother's milk? is that delicious?" tanyanya polo's.

"is Arya curious?"

"emmm" he replied.

"if curious let's try it"

With innocence Arya obeyed the words of her mother, but just a moment Arya had shown a face she did not like.

"it feels weird, Arya doesn't like it"

"really?"

"iyaa is not good, just make a sister asInya"

"alright" Alara replied smiling.

That day became a very happy day, until tears involuntarily trickled back in Alara's eyes.

"mother crying again? why?" arya was confused.

"ohh mother was not consciously crying" replied Alara.

"you're naughty and you've made me cry" Arya told her sister.

"oekkk oekkk oeekkkk" the baby's cry was loud as Arya pinched her cheek.

"hhh baby why is sister in the pinch?" ask Duwan.

"big sister makes mom cry" he replied innocently.

"oeekkk .. huaaaaaa" the cries of the two broke.

Alara looked at each other with Duwan when she saw his son's behavior, after accidentally making his sister cry instead he himself joined in crying, and finally the four cried together.

Alara and Duwan cry because they are happy and feel funny, Arya cries for fear of being angry because it makes her sister cry, and the sister cries because of her brother's pinch.

A few days after Dirga's birth, Arya seems to keep a little distance, although many times Alara calls the boy still reluctant to approach.

"Dear Arya, why don't you come closer to my sister?" ask Alara.

"later sister cries again" she replied.

"lhoo said who? sister must be happy if Arya befriend"

"but at that time my sister was crying because of Arya" he said bowed.

"here come with mom" Alara asked Arya.

"try now Arya elus cheek sister" he said slowly.

Doubtfully the child rubbed the cheek of the tiny baby in front of him, Arya instantly pulled her hand as the baby squirmed, it seemed like the boy was afraid that his sister was crying again.

"don't be afraid, as long as Arya doesn't hurt sister then sister won't cry" he explained.

"hurt? what'sthat?"

"emm if Arya makes sister sick surely sister will cry, but if Arya invites sister to talk or caress her cheek then sister will not cry"

"Arya can't make sister sick? what can't be mom?" tanyanya enthusiastic.

"emmm what makes Arya sick then it also makes sister sick, for example when Arya in the pinch is painful then sister should not be pinched, does Arya understand?" ask Alara.

"iyaa, so Arya can be close to sister?"

"of course he is your brother, not only close but Arya also has to take care of her sister" he said.

"yes, Arya will take care of sister every day" he replied.

Since that day Arya was always near her sister, the boy was very fond of stroking and kissing her sister's rambit, she also liked to see her sister while breastfeeding, she said her cheeks look funny.

[end]

"if you remember that day, how could Arya hate her sister?"

"whatever"

"heii Arya is very fond of Dirga, regardless of their natures that are opposite to each other they both love each other" replied Arya.

"yes, but it seems Arya knows that she is not our real child" Alara said desperately.

"deg gg"

"what do you mean?" ask Duwan.

"yesterday when you went out with Dirga, she asked me about my age, when I got married and what, you know, what was the last time she asked?"

"a-what? what he asked"

"he asked, mom! am I not your real son?"

"deg deg deg deg" Duwan's heart as if beating how many times faster.

"what did you answer?"

"do you think my brain was functioning at the time? I answered nothing, my body petrified when I heard it" .. "when I ventured to open the child's mouth first run to welcome your return and Dirga, when I heard it, and you know after asking that, Arya's just acting normal, and that worries me"

"so that's what you've been worried about for a few days? then what are we gonna do?"

"don't know, I don't know . I'm not ready to tell you everything" he said bowed.

"we tell him slowly, after all he deserves to know who he is" Duwan said.

"but how will the reaction be when you know everything? what if he wants to get his rights? didn't Queen Retno want Arya to stay away from the kingdom?" said panic.

"sadly, whatever the decision will be the business later, sooner or later he will also know his identity, we as parents can only give direction and advice, he has the right to choose the path of his life" duwan explained.

"if he wanted to plunge the Cloud kingdom from his uncle's hand how?"

"how, of course we have to support it" he replied.

"supporting? how can ordinary people like us support him to usurp the throne? can he disappear first before finishing the brengs*k" said Alara ngegas.

"Become my wife, don't you trust your own son? you've been raising her for 9 years, you've been taking care of her from a red baby until now, you should understand her nature and character, you know what she looks like?"

"no, it's not that I don't believe it, but I'm afraid, what if he gets hurt?"

"is not hurt a part of life? if he chooses to take his right then surely the path will not be easy, it is clear that the child will also be injured and even fall many times, and we as his parents are in charge of helping him stand up and treat his injuries" replied Duwan.

"uhhh but I can't talk about it, I'm not good at saying things like you, can you tell him the truth? all the truth that we have kept tight meetings so far" said Alara.

"emm, I'll talk slowly to him" Duwan said softly.

"but don't let your words hurt her, she's still a child" Alara said.

"wherever such a reality might not hurt his heart, such a big reality would definitely hurt and shake him, but you don't worry about our son being a great child"

"uhh not yet what my chest hurts" complained Alara.

"it's only natural that you're his mother, it's not strange that you also feel sick when your child is hurt".

"eemm hufftt well I believe you, Arya is a strong child, no matter how much blood flows in her body, so she's still my son"

........*connect*........