The Moon Goddess and Her Mate

The next day, in the Tatkhion area,

The morning had arrived. The sun had risen on the eastern horizon. In one room was the future husband of the Moon Goddess, who was still fast asleep, as if he had not had a bad dream. Meanwhile, a husband and wife who had been together for thirty-six years began to wake up from sleep in another room. A blonde woman was just about to get out of bed, but her husband’s voice stopped her from doing so. “Did you know that last night our son left the house secretly, Honey?”

“Hm? I do not know about that, My Love. I was sleeping last night.” Norah yawned and closed her lips spontaneously with the palm of her right hand. The man who conveyed his good looks to his eldest son was silent for a moment as if gathering consciousness that had not yet one hundred percent emerged in his body.

“Last night, I heard a sound come from the door. I was sure that someone had opened the door because the sound was heard all the way to the room. I left the room to check on Armen and found out his room was empty.” The Chief of the Agbazarth Tribe, who would soon be appointed a Lycan King, also told his life partner. Norah tried to focus on listening to her husband’s explanation, even though drowsiness still dominated her body.

“Then what happened next, My Love? Did you have time to follow Armen secretly?” asked Norah, who, without further ado, yawned because she could not stand the feeling of sleepiness. The hazel-eyed man shook his head and looked regretful for not doing something like that.

“Too bad I did not do that, so when I checked the door, I did not find our son anymore. I guess he met the Moon Goddess. They apparently discussed it for a very long time, and I hope Armen did not do anything nasty to her.” A man who married at a very young age was afraid that his eldest son would not do indecent things that were very contrary to the moral norms that applied in their family and tribe.

“My Love. I am sure our son would not do anything cruel to Goddess Atvertha, even though they have a special relationship. Armen is a virgin guy. Usually, men who are not married or are not playboys would not dare to destroy a girl’s innocence. ” Norah did not believe that one of his sons could do such a bad thing, but the head of the Lugthna family still had doubts.

“He is an adult man, Honey. He definitely has the desire of a normal man for a girl he loves, and such desire needs an outlet. That was why I told Armen to marry as soon as possible so he did not lose control.” Lebrazht rejected his wife’s words and still had terrible thoughts about his own biological child.

“My Love, instead of having bad prejudices with our son, it is better if you just ask Armen directly. You can talk nice so that he will be open with you. If you have difficulties or doubts, I will help you to do it.” The slender woman deliberately emphasized the word ‘our son’ so that her spouse was aware that what she was thinking was not necessarily true and needed direct clarification from the young man.

A man who was taught harshly by his father when he was young was silent. He thought about his wife’s words. Meanwhile, Norah wanted to leave the room but was still waiting for comments from her beloved spouse. “Actually, I want to know what happened to Armen and the Moon Goddess’s relationship because they have not seen each other for a long time. I need your help to ask him what was going on with them, Honey. Can you do that for me?”

A woman, who had two adult sons, smiled, then nodded. “I can do that, My Love. Do not worry. I know how to make Armen tell the story in a relaxed manner so we will know what really happened. I am sure our son will not do anything that tarnishes our good name, like having an affair husband and wife before their time.”

The fifty-four-year-old man felt that what Norah said was true, but his pride got the best of him, so he did not want to admit it openly. “Thank you, Honey. When you have finished talking with Armen, please tell me. I want to know the details about his meeting with Goddess Atvertha, and I believe you can collect more information from him.”

“Sure, My Love. You can rely on me for this.” Norah did not want to waste the opportunity because she wanted to know about her son’s love story with the immortal goddess.

“Thank you, honey.” After he finished saying that, the silver-haired man got up from the bed and left the room.

That slender woman was still in the room. She is still thinking about her conversation with her beloved husband. “I am not sure that my son’s relationship with the Moon Goddess has ended. There must be a problem from that immortal goddess’ side, so she has not come here for several days. If Lebrazht asks Armen, then it is certain that there will be a fight between them .”

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Three hours and fifteen minutes later

A woman with hazel eyes approached her husband, who was sharpening a spear on the house’s front terrace. When she arrived at the destination area, Norah lightly tapped the opposite sex on the shoulder, which made the man look back. Lebrazht could see his lovely wife smiling sweetly at him. “What happened, honey?” asked the man while placing the weapon on the wooden floor.

“My Love, are you busy today?” The woman with a sharp nose asked back, so the man with thick eyebrows raised one eyebrow. Lebrazht was confused by the question and wanted a reasonable answer from the person he was talking to before he answered the question.

“Why do you ask like that, Honey? Has something happened?” The blonde woman diverted her attention to the door, which had been deliberately left open. He seemed to look at the situation first before finally deciding to have a more intense conversation with his wife. Lebrazht also followed the same action, but the man still did not understand his wife’s intentions.

After the situation felt safe, Norah looked back at Lebrazht, who could not wait to hear the answer from her lovely woman. “My Love, have you forgotten that you asked me to ask our son about his relationship with Goddess Atvertha this morning?”

As soon as possible, a man, who had a height of one hundred and eighty-five centimeters tall realized this. He patted his forehead lightly, indicating that he had forgotten. Norah could only shake her head three times, but the woman did not say anything that could cause a heated argument between them. “By Lord Athalamaya, I really do not remember. Thank you for reminding me, Honey.”Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

“I feel like now is the right time. You can invite Agtheo to go fishing in the river or hunting so that I have enough time to get information from Armen.” Norah gave some ideas that her husband could use, and the man who had been married to her for thirty-six years nodded as a sign of approval.

“Okay. I will choose the first option, which is going fishing. What about Armen? Do you still order him to collect firewood as usual, or do you have other duties? You can use as much time as you like, but don’t forget your obligations as a wife and mother- prepare food for us.” The head of the family began giving long-winded advice, which made the fifty-two-year-old woman roll her eyes in annoyance.

“My Love. Why did you say like that? We have been together for more than thirty years. I can’t possibly forget my duties as a housewife. Before meeting you, I had already prepared them all. Regarding firewood, the stock in the kitchen is enough for two the next day, but tomorrow, I will tell Armen to collect them again. I want to make a blueberry pie, so I will ask him to collect them.”

Lebrazht’s face brightened when he heard the last sentence spoken by his wife. Without being told twice, the man, who was still muscular, took the spear as if he could not wait to go and carry out the plan they had prepared as soon as possible. Norah held back her laughter because she saw the reaction of the opposite sex, who really liked eating the blueberry pie she had made.

“You are the best, Honey! I will immediately invite Agtheo, and after we leave, you can use your free time as you like.” The man who was loyal to one partner looked happy. He was very excited, and before Norah said anything, the hook-nosed man, without further ado, entered the house excitedly.

“Agtheo! Prepare yourself! We will be fishing soon!” Lebrazht shouted so that his wife, who was still on the terrace, could hear him. Norah shook her head again as she exhaled heavily. A woman who stayed in the same area seemed to be able to predict that this would definitely happen.

“My Love has not changed. He will always act childishly like that, but that is good, too, because there is no interference from Lebrazht or Agtheo. They have to leave here immediately while my boy and I are having a conversation,” muttered Norah quietly. The long-haired woman immediately walked into the house and acted as if nothing had happened.

A thirty-year-old man hurriedly came out of the room wearing dark brown clothes and trousers. He walked towards his biological father, who was about to enter his room. “Dad, I heard it earlier, but I was not sure. Is it true that you called my name and asked me to leave? Was it right?” Agtheo asked as if to make sure what he had heard was not just a fantasy.

Norah Bitnantzh’s husband suddenly turned towards the source of the sound, and he found his youngest son there. “You heard that right. I did call your name because we are going fishing. Change your clothes, then prepare two fishing rods, bait, and a place to put the fish! We have to prepare now before the sun rises higher and the weather gets hotter,” Lebrazht answered impatiently.

“Okay, Dad.” Agtheo immediately turned around and then rushed back to his room. On the way, the young man almost hit his eldest brother. Armen looked at his younger brother with a cold expression and quickly walked toward the kitchen. Meanwhile, Agtheo felt guilty, but he resumed activities that had been postponed.

The Crossroads Lady’s lover behaved naturally after almost colliding with his brother. He did this on purpose because he did not want to cause a stir in the house. “If it were not for Mom and Dad, I would have killed that bastard a long time ago. Too bad I am still kind and respect my parents, so there is no bloodshed here,” muttered Armen, quietly but full of hatred towards Agtheo.

Armen had arrived at his destination. There, a woman was seen staring at a pile of firewood still neatly tied. The young man did not want to disturb her but still had to do it. “I am here, Mom. What can I do to help you?”

The woman turned to the right, and her eldest son was standing in front of the kitchen. “My son! I want you-”

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