thanx! here's some more! Enjoy!
Some months later the Father died in pneumonia and all the people were crying in sadness. Alca and his mother were the ones who cried most of them. The younger brothers cried to, but in them hearts they laughed in joy, because now they could have their voting without getting stoped by some old fool. The people gathered around the old Leader and four of them carried him to the graveyard to bury him, like they've done with their other Leaders along through times.
Next day the younger brothers decided to tell their new Leader about the voting. Noka who was going to do the talking said to the others:
- Alca is more sad than he'd ever been before...almost depressed, if we are lucky then he'll leave the leadership to us directly after we'd mentioned the voting...but we have to be prepared for anything, our big brother's stubborn like an Elum.
- If Alca would leave the leadership to us then who's going to be the Leader, asked Vivay.
- You idiot! Look, we'll have to let the inhabitants doing the voting... the leadership may wait, answered Noka with an irritated voice.
- Knock it of guys! I know Alca more than you two and he'll not leave the leadership to us that easy...we can only hope that the people will vote on anyone of us four and if the luck is on our side and someone of us three become the Leader then he'll rule well as a good Leader would, Agree, asked Carak them.
Both of them agreed.
They went to see Alca as were sitting outside his hut and talking to some of his friends. One of his friends who was ten years older than him asked:
- How do you feel now Alca to be the Great Leader? Is it good or what?
- It's good but... I miss my Father alot...answered Alca with a lump of cry in his throat.
- Oh...I see. I'm sorry...
- It's alright...It just that when my Father lived we used to do fun things together like...like go fishing, wrestling and talking... you know doing Father and son-things.
- I understand...but I hope you'll get over it. Your Father was about sixty years old when he died so that explains alot. Anyway I was thinking...haven't you thought about to get married yet? When I was in your age my Father told me to get married and a couple or maybe three years later I got married to Trialy. And now we're parents to two five-year old girls and soon we're having our third baby...aahhhh it's lovely to be a father...Imagine it Alca that about a couple years you'll having a wife that loves you and two,three or maybe four kids running around and playing...
- Yeah...that sounds great but... I guess I'm not ready to get married...I'll rather wait until I am.
- It's up to you Alca, you decides what's best but...don't forget...
Alca smiled and said:
- No I'll not forget... I'll promes you I wont.
They all laughed with happyness. Suddenly one of the friends saw the brothers and said:
- Alca look here comes your brothers...they're looking quite...quite happy?
I didn't write so much this time cuz I haven't got the time to write that much...anyway next part will be more of what shall I call it... more of exciting and yeah...you'll know soon.
see ya!
DS