Surai Kasih Tiga Lives
Episode 36 of another forest resident

A forest west of the Xili fortune.

A forest full of mystery and many terrible events there. According to most people, it is a scary place, with a lot of man-eating beasts and a place to live for ruthless per*mp*k.

''Ha.ha..ha..ha...ha.'' the sound of lively laughter, the simple sound of sahutan, indicates there is a joy.

There beside the river was a banquet event, with the campfire as the center of light.

There's grilled fish, forest fruit and, uh, liquor.

Not far from the place, there are simple building buildings, like a village in a small village village, there are about 70 simple house buildings.

A long-haired man, tied in a ponytail, was sitting on a large chair behind a table.

A table made of large mountain rocks, with a lot of dishes arranged on it.

Sometimes he will laugh, to welcome his brother (friend of friends) to another.

A woman approached, whispering softly to him, it was clear he was looking at what the woman was saying.

"Alright, I understand you can come back.'' His orders, to the woman while moving to leave her comfortable chair, were,

approaching the crowd of brothers in front of the bonfire.

"Please King, please sit here.'' Said one of the people, who was sitting around the campfire politely while standing up, the man intended to give his sitting pads, to the young man called the King.

Hearing this, King replied. "No need, I'm just making sure that you guys enjoy the party tonight.''

In fact, King also rested the man's body, on a cushion sitting in front of the bonfire.

"Look at the party, I'll be gone for a while.'' Then again, before darting into the darkness of the forest.

Agilely, King climbed every branch of the forest tree, his firm hands occasionally grabbing the shares of the tree and carrying the weight of his body there, wrestling beautifully as if he were a primate, the ruler of the forest branch.

In just a few moments, his body was no longer visible, disappearing among the lush forest trees.

Until, he stopped his footsteps, on a large tree beside a cottage.

King stood there, looked at something interesting to him, and muttered softly. "Do I have to greet him?, or as they seek out the compassion of him, by pretending to be sick.''

From the top of the tree branch, he always did the same thing, almost the same questions and murmurs.

I don't know how many times he did that. But until now, King has not decided the choice of the continuation of his actions.

* flash back on *

In the morning in the forest, with the air still foggy, blowing cold air between the trees.

A woman was walking along the riverbank on the southern edge of the forest, carrying a small basket on her back, she wanted all her luggage to be collected there.

His footsteps were calm, and full of decisiveness. It might seem strange to others who realize it, a beautiful woman, with a calmness in the midst of the western mystical forest?. ''Heemm.zz....''

Slowly but surely heard, sobs

a little boy. The woman stopped her steps, confirming her hearing many times.

And sure enough, there in the opposite bank of the river, on the opposite bank of the river, there appeared a little boy holding on tight, to a branch of a branch of a tree that rose toward the river.

Without thinking for long, Ziaruo moved his hand.

''Sreet..sreeet.''

A thick, white mist came out from his hands, tightly enveloping the small body.

''Sreet..sreet...''

Ziaruo again moved his hand slowly, and quickly the white mist, returning to the tip of his shirt, pulled a small body from the surface of the water towards him.

Ziaruo Zorro with both hands open caught the body, while saying. "Haap..calm you've been arrested.''

A little boy, in the age range of 6-8 years with a soaked body, blue lips, his little eyes staring at Ziaruo, it was clear that the small body was shivering, with complete calm Ziaruo spoke again. "Are you afraid of me?.''

And only the head was answered by the boy.

"Can I take off your shirt and replace it with mine?.'' He asked again, taking out a woman's shirt, from inside the small basket on his back.

*deed, the shirt he just took from his phonix tattoo, he could have immediately taken the clothes with the size of the boy, but it would invite strange questions later, he said, it should be more thorough and careful.*

"Let's just relax, you wear this for a while, once you dry your clothes you can wear it again.'' Ziaruo explained, when he saw the little boy, just shut up and did not answer his question.

Slowly on the ground, Ziaruo took off the little boy's shirt, belt, outer top shirt, as well as his upper inner clothes.

Just as Ziaruo was about to take off the boy's trousers, a small hand with a trace of pale shock on his finger stopped the woman's hand.

The little boy, looking embarrassed and glancing at Ziaruo's face, looked down again, in a soft voice he asked. "Sister, are you married?.''

"No, why?, do you want to marry me?.'' Ziaruo asked with a joke, his lips continued to give a beautiful smile, especially now that he was not wearing his veil.

Ziaruo thought that he would be safe now, and no one would see him, because he was in the middle of the forest.

Hearing his reply, the little boy, let go of his hand and let Ziaruo take off his pants.

*Because you're not married, and you're so beautiful, you even beat the prettiest woman in my village, I let you take my shirt off, and wait another 7 years I'll marry you.'' Say it in the heart.*

However, still on the face of her cute cuby, giving off a red hue, even the small body moved incongruously with the words of her heart.

A few moments after his clothes were all removed, and now his body was wrapped in a woman's clothes, then his attitude returned to normal.

(Not in use, just in wearing like a blanket to cover his body )

"Wait here first, I will hang your clothes on the big rock, I'm sure it will be dry soon.''

He said still with tenderness .

"Well, I'll wait for you here, come back quickly, this forest is dangerous for a woman like you." The little boy replied, arrogantly, an adult attitude that he forced.

However, to Ziaruo it was very cute and adorable, even the attitude really made the woman, feel excited and want to embrace him.

However, if he arrives he has it, judging, from the attitude of the boy he must be stumbling.

Therefore Ziaruo simply smiled and replied. "She .I'll just hang your shirt here, that's ..there on the big rock."

"Are you cold?.'' Asked after he came back from drying his clothes, Ziaruo saw the boy shivering behind his clothes.

"You must be cold, since when did you hold on there?.'' His murmured softly, while lifting the little boy's body over his lap.

He also took a warm, tender chicken porridge in a ceramic bowl, as well as a spoon from his basket.

*Of course from rajah phoniex, he created a porridge made by the mother of the modern world, chicken porridge made by Mrs Ranti*

"Let's eat this porridge first, after that I'll give you a magic item.'' Persuade ziaruo, with a tone that remains as soft as ever.

The boy looked up, stared fixedly at Ziaruo's eyes and asked. "Are you going to bribe me?, and why are you holding my body?.''

"Are you ashamed, if I bribe you, and hold your body like this?.'' Ziaruo replied, in a furious tone as he continued, pinching the cuby cheek of the boy.

"Why should I be ashamed.aaakkkk.'' Replied the little boy with an expression made as cute as possible, while opening his mouth.

"Oh yeah where do you live? why are you drifting in the river?.'' Ziaruo asked, while feeding the porridge into the boy's mouth.

"Later you will know.'' He said ketus, with a style made as if he was a grown man.

One mouthful, two mouthfuls, up to several mouthfuls, the boy still did not answer as the real answer, to the question from Ziaruo.

"If you don't tell me how, I'll take you home?.'' he asked again.

You'll take me home later so just be patient.'' In the little boy's mind.

"We live on the edge of the forest village Miss.'' The firm voice of someone from behind the trees.

Hearing that, Ziaruo turned his head from the direction of the sound source, there were about 14 men, they walked closer to Ziaruo and the little boy.

Seeing so many people approaching, Ziaruo only caught a glimpse of them, and returned to feed the gruel of the boy.

"Come on. This is the last one, and I'll give you a gift.'' Ziaruo said again, and the boy complied with him, opened his mouth and chewed his last mouth.

Ziaruo returned to tidying up his bowl and spoon, he put it all in and put it back in his small carry-on basket.

That woman, only cares about the little boy.

In his heart, he wanted to quickly leave from there. Not because of fear, but because he was lazy to dirty his hands.

"Miss thank you, for taking care of my son, but why is he dressed like that?.'' Asked a Man, who was astonished because of his son, wearing a woman's clothes as a blanket.

"That's because of your son...,''

Ziaruo replied, looking at the person who asked him to speak.

However, his speech stopped as he came to his senses, seeing the man now round his eyes, with his mouth slightly open, and he understood why this was the case.

It was because, Ziaruo forgot to put a veil on his beautiful face.