The Moon Goddess and Her Mate novel Chapter 25

Somewhere on earth

"Hatchu!"

A burly man accidentally dropped a bundle of firewood tied with coir rope. That male mortal also spontaneously retreated before one of his legs hit the object he had been carrying. There was a loud thud on the ground, which made the male mortal startle. He rubbed his nose with his left hand, then shook his head once.

"Damn! What was happening to me?” he muttered, confused.

A strong guy sneezed again, even though this incident happened three times, so a clear liquid came out of the right nostril. He also rubbed his nose with his right hand so that the skin color in the area turned red. After a while, the man stopped doing this.

"Why do I have a cold now, anyway? There is no way I got the flu because I am still fine since last night and this morning."

The sun was shining so brightly that it made the young man sweat profusely. However, the situation was ignored by the brown-haired man. He walked over to the bundle of firewood that had been thrown, even though it had happened by accident.

“Could it be that I am getting a cold because before that I had the chance to eat some mulberry that grows in the forest? But it was impossible because usually, nothing happened. I am confused." The green-eyed man monologue to himself while thinking about several possibilities, which resulted in him becoming who he was today.

When he took the object, after less than a minute, he actually heard something strange; it was like the footstep of someone approaching, so the thirty-five-year-old man turned to the source of the sound right behind his back. When he looked there, he saw that...

"Bibro," [1] someone said.

The man who was called by that title smiled broadly. He felt relieved as if he did not expect the person to follow him. "Ah, Agtheo. I am glad you are here. I think you have arrived home," said Armen.

Thank goodness Agtheo had made it here, so I did not have to worry about anything. It is time for us to go home, so mom and dad do not have to wait any longer, thought the eldest of the two siblings.

The thirty-year-old man could only shake his head in disapproval. He had noticed something strange, so he could not wait to ask as soon as possible the man he had known since childhood. "No. Earlier I was still tying some of these pieces of firewood with coir rope. By the way, are you okay?”

"What do you mean?" asked the man with thick eyebrows, confused.

“Your nose looks red, Bibro,” replied the interlocutor without further ado.

Agtheo pointed his chin towards his brother's nose, so Armen spontaneously looked at that part. Out of the corner of his eye, the man who was liked by the moon goddess, but did not realize it, could see his nose, which was still red.

"Oh. I had a sneeze earlier, so I rubbed my nose too hard, so it could end up like this.”

The man, who was just five years younger than his elder brother, said nothing else to Armen. He just nodded. A few moments later, the two guys walked side by side in silence because the conversation that had been created between them had stopped. A light breeze began to be felt, thus making the hot weather shady.

***

Forty-five minutes later

Not far from where the two young men were standing, about fifty meters away, there was a house made of wood. There was a faint smell of food, so they started to get hungry. The brothers immediately quickened their pace, although the fatigue mixed with thirst was getting stronger.

“Mom must have cooked something good,” Armen muttered quietly.

The hazel-eyed man heard what Armen had said. However, he chose to act like he did not know and kept going. Not long after, the same two men, who were the sons of a tribal chief named Lebrazht Lugthna, had arrived at their destination.

"We are home," said Armen as he entered the house.