The Moon Goddess and Her Mate

In dreamland,

A burly man appeared to be standing in a beautiful garden. He looked around when he heard birds chirping. However, there were no bird sightings at all. Such events confused him. “Where am I? Am I already in dreamland? But why is something different, huh?” Armen muttered, frowning.

The thirty-five-year-old man suddenly remembered what he had done before going to sleep, namely praying to God Athalamaya, so he smiled. “Could it be that my prayer has been answered? Ah, do not think like that until there is certainty.”

That brave guy looked back at the situation there and was amazed as soon as possible because the area was huge. Not only that, there were so many colorful flowers that Armen had never seen before. He quickly remembered his lovely lady. “I wish Atvertha was here. My girl would definitely like this view.”

Without the charismatic guy knowing, an immortal goddess had just appeared there, precisely standing in a big tree so that no one could see it. A pair of lovers who came from different statuses were now approximately five hundred meters apart and did not yet know each other’s whereabouts. “Am I in the right place? I do not have much time because I have to find my man immediately, and I can’t spend more time here.”

A violet-eyed woman did not know where to go, but she immediately shouted her mortal lover’s name, “Armen! Armen!”Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

A brown-haired man who was walking somewhere, to be precise, about to enter a forest, suddenly stopped doing this. Armen started looking left and right as if he was looking for someone. However, the first son of the couple, Lebrazht Lugthna and Norah Bitnantzh, looked doubtful because he did not find anyone else in the same area as him. “It seemed like someone called my name, but who did that? Was it Atvertha?”

“Honey! Where are you?” Armen shouted, too, looking for the source of the sound. The brave man was alert because he did not know who had done this.

On the other hand, the thin-lipped girl clearly heard the voice of the opposite sex, even though she was not one hundred percent sure. Atvertha had not been able to determine the location of her beloved lover. “That was Armen’s voice, but where is he now? I have to stay calm.”

A woman, who had a height of one hundred and seventy-five centimeters tall, closed her eyes. She raised the right hand, then said in a low voice, “Come to me, o my mortal man. Come to me, and do not go away.”

Armen was stunned when he heard the voice. His face, initially confused, without further ado, became brighter because it seemed like he had a bright spot, but there was still one thing missing. “That is my girl. Her voice is so close. Is she around here? Let me check.”

The same sound continued to be heard, so the boy continued to look for the source of the sound. He kept walking, even though he needed to figure out which was the right direction. However, the obstacles he experienced did not dampen Armen’s desire to meet his lovely girl immediately. “I have to find Atvertha. She’s definitely not far from here.”

The distance between the pair of lovers was not too close because the mortal man was still confused about the direction of the voice he had been listening to. However, a girl wearing a beautiful white dress still continued to call out to her idol and closed her eyes. “I am here, Armen. Follow me. Follow my voice.”

A few moments later, after walking, guided by a call from the opposite sex, the man with thick eyebrows looked surprised because he saw a tall tree standing ten meters away. He stopped walking because doubts appeared in his heart. “I have not seen Atvertha. Is she behind that tree?”

Armen shook his head, then returned to continue the activities that had been postponed-the man who had been saved by the Moon Goddess still headed towards the tree. A woman who could see in the dark opened her eyes when she heard the sound of footsteps approaching her. “That must be my man,” muttered Atvertha, full of confidence.

When she had just turned around, that pale-faced woman was shocked because a pair of solid arms hugged her. Atvertha looked up and saw the handsome face she had always missed. The brown-skinned man smiled sweetly, then kissed his lover’s lips with all his heart.

Time seemed to have stopped for the two-hundred-and-seventy-year-old woman while Armen was still kissing her lips and seemed reluctant to let go. The man seemed to want to express his pent-up longing, which tormented him greatly. Armen broke the kiss slowly, then said to his lover in a hoarse voice, “I miss you so much, my love.”

The girl’s heart beats faster. She tried to smile, but she could not. However, Atvertha returned his lover’s hug while appearing shirtless. “I miss you too, Armen.”

A man, who had a height of one hundred and ninety-two centimeters tall, tightened his embrace. The virgin’s body gave off a soft floral fragrance, so Armen buried his face in the shoulder of his beloved immortal goddess. “I was almost crazy not to hear anything from you, darling. Are you okay at the palace?”

“Mom tortured me many times because I refused to marry an immortal god. She even sealed my room so I could not get out from there.” Atvertha admitted what had happened to her, so that Armen’s longing for her turned into deep pain. He could not imagine having to part with the girl he loved, so the young man was silent for a long time.

I do not want Atvertha to marry a man from her own people, but what can I do? I am just a human being. I do not have superpowers or magic like a witch to defend myself. Maybe Dad could have that ability, but he was never taught anything supernatural, apart from meeting the Wisdom Tree, so all the lessons he had ever taught me were everyday things, thought Armen, who was holding back the feeling of suffocation caused by hearing the bad news about his girlfriend condition.

“Armen.” A woman whose beauty was praised by many gods called the mortal’s name softly so that the name’s owner woke up from his own thoughts.

“Yes, my darling?” Armen answered in the same hoarse voice and did not let go of the hug.

“I will continue to come through dreams so that we can meet. The situation in the palace is not yet conducive, but I am not giving up. I hope you will do the same. Apart from that, when the time comes, we will definitely unite. Will you be patient and fight with me?” A long-haired girl seemed to deliberately not reveal the specific plans she had prepared with Lord Havento and Lord Hertinoz.

Armen listened carefully word for word what the other person said and felt relieved because there was a glimmer of hope for their relationship. As soon as possible, that young man remembered the moment when the Sun Goddess and the Lord of the Seas came to him and said terrible things. “I will be patient and fight with you, darling. I have met your parents. Yesterday, they came to Earth and threatened to wipe out me and all the tribe members if they still dared to have a relationship with you.”

The Crossroads Lady was stunned by the information conveyed by her lovely man. “Did they hurt you and your father? On behalf of my parents, I apologise for their bad actions.”

“I have forgiven them, darling. I only regret not being born as an immortal god like you so we could be together without any obstacles.” That handsome man smiled bitterly, even though the opposite sex did not see it. However, Atvertha could feel Armen’s deep sadness.

“You will be an immortal like me, Armen. I will keep fighting, so I need your help to do the same.” Atvertha said it seriously so that the man became entertained and happy.

“Thank you, my love. Dad told me to forget you. He wanted to set me up with a girl, but I rejected that suggestion. I did not like her.” Armen remembered his biological father’s bad behavior again, so he told Atvertha about the terrible moment without realising it. A woman who did not like flirtatious men was sad because her man had a similar situation to hers, but she was happy with Armen’s honest confession.

“Why can you come into my dreams, darling? Have you done something?” Armen began to notice something strange, so he immediately asked Atvertha. A woman with a sharp nose was silent because the question reminded her of Lord Athalamaya.

“As an immortal goddess, I can appear in anyone’s dreams, including you. I have received permission from Lord Athalamaya to enter here so we can meet.” Atvertha was grateful to have received support and assistance from the Protective God of the Agbazarth Tribe so that her plan could run well and be successful.

“Thank God. I am relieved.”

Just as Armen said these words, Atvertha saw something like a giant hourglass. The object had not appeared before, so the girl was surprised. However, before long, a sentence appeared that seemed to be written in black ink and read: Goddess, your time is almost up!

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