Munding - Legend of the Wolf Fighter

Chapter 107 - Marking

“Two more days before heading to the day H,” muttered Nia while tidying up her hair after coming out of the bathroom.

“By the way Dek?” santi asked her sister from the kitchen of their house.

Nia ran small to the kitchen and hugged her sister from behind, “cook what Kak?” ask Nia.

“You are yes!! Asked even reply,” grumbled Santi while hitting Nia's head with a carrot that he was slicing, “So's not going to cook sop.”

“Ish, sop continues, sop continues, sop continues. Brother from the past usually only cook soup. That's easy, just slice all the ingredients, plung, plung, plung. So deh,” grumbled Nia like a child who was told to eat vegetables, “pantes already so old yet dapet gebetan. Love it from naek's belly to Kak's heart!”

“If you are a master cook, must be a guy in the clamps,” cerocos Nia while taking the fried tempeh that just came down from the tapered.

“Eh! Lizard boy, do you have that shit? Are you a cook? Here help Brother from just now,” reply Santi while pulling Nia's hand back to the kitchen to help him.

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“Not working?” asked Nia after they finished breakfast.

Santi lowered his head, “again males, anyways it was just a disguise. Let it be too when exited from school.”

“Why males?” ask Nia.

“No pa-pa. You don't have to think about big brother's problems. You can come home from your training safely, Brother is happy not maen,” replied Santi while holding his adek hand.

Suddenly, the voice of Santi's phone rang. Santi looked at the caller ID and when he found Ambar's name there, without hesitation Santi picked up the phone.

“Ya?” santi asked with her chest pounding, the real reason she was a little lazy and ogah-ogahan to leave for Harsa was because she was waiting for news from Ambar.

“Sang Dalang, Yusuf Budi Setia, Dirintelkam.”

A title, a name and a position that describes the figure of someone who has been a black shadow that is always pursued by Santi and his team. When he learned of that identity, there was a sudden feeling of relief appearing within his chest. It was as if the heavy weight that had been squeezing his chest had been released.

Finally, I know the identity of the person I have been chasing all this time, Santi whispered softly in his heart.

Santi is just a police officer, whose rank is even lower than Bambang. Therefore, he had given up on being able to arrest or prosecute the Dalang who became the mastermind of all crimes in Harsa.

Santi and their team also know that there is someone who can put Bambang to do the job for many years, which means he has a very high position in their institution. It might even be higher than the joint team commander leading their mission this time around.

That was what ultimately led most of Santi's team to raise their hands.

Santi is aware of that and he also knows that he can't do anything to change it all, but there was still a wedge in his heart before Santi could close this chapter in his life and start a new chapter. At least Santi must know the identity of the person he is pursuing, so that he does not feel that his hard work for a year is in vain.

Ambar helped him to fulfill that desire.

Ambar just said a short sentence earlier and then hung up the phone again. Santi is still seen holding his phone with a look in his eyes. Little tears appeared on Santi's face.

“Kak why?” nia asked towards Santi with a worried tone.

Santi smiled very sweetly, after that he kissed Nia's forehead, his biological grandfather and the only family he now has, “ngak pa-pa Dek, Brother just got good news about Brother's work, brother,” Santi's hand then rubbed the tears that began to flow on his cheek.

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Two teenagers are standing on the sidelines of Harapan Bangsa High School basketball court. Both are very contrasting. One teenager who is mature and has a typical Javanese face with a nose that is reluctant to grow forward. The other teenager is yellowish white with narrow eyes and a typical hereditary face.

“You're Serious Long?” ask Munding while looking at his classmates who are busy playing basketball in the middle of the court.

“Serius Boss, how dare I joke about this?” answer A Long slowly.

Munding still looked a bit in disbelief, yesterday, when he came with Ambar interrogating Mister X, he already knew that there was indeed a higher-ups controlling MinMaks from behind the scenes. But Munding thinks that if MinMaks falls, then all prohibited activities in Harsa will also stop.

But all that is just a delusion of Munding, as the saying goes, far grilled from the fire. Such is the situation that Munding is experiencing right now. Not at all in line with expectations. The shadows of Nurul and Munding's hometown again became blurred as if swallowed by morning fog in his village.

Munding exhaled a long breath.

“But, not a biker gang or a delinquent, now they instead use a teacher for their dirty hands,” Munding muttered softly.

Then there was the voice of a girl next to Munding, “ni,” Amel said as he handed her a bottle of orange-colored cold drink.

Munding received it with a smile, “makasih,” said Munding slowly towards Amel.

Amel returned Munding's smile with a nod of his head.

“Make me where is Mel? Time only Munding purchased?” a Long protest next to Munding.

Amel immediately glared towards A Long, “buy yourself!! Kan has legs, his own way to sono tuh,” murmur Amel to A Long while pointing towards the canteen.

The two girls who had come with Amel, Chloe and Citra, just smiled at Amel's behavior. It is no secret in Harsa that Amel is chasing Munding again.

Initially, Munding was always scorned by students of Harsa, village boy, crazy boy, hick, slang and various other nicknames given to Munding when the first came to this school.

Even when he managed to defeat Bram in a one-on-one duel in his second day, many students still often assumed Munding won by luck.

But when Munding attacked Srivijaya alone, many of the students of Harsa began to change their minds towards Munding. Especially when the video of Munding's last fight and his friends at Citra's birthday show, the image of Munding in Harsa changed 180 degrees. He was no longer Munding the crazy boy or Munding the village boy.

The always modest Munding dress-up and the arrival of Munding and Amel to Citra's birthday with their matic motor became a new trend among the students of Harsa.

Many students who previously competed to whine to their parents to be allowed to go to school with the most expensive and best car at home, now choose to borrow their assistant duck motorbike which is often used shopping.

And the most pronounced effect is that Munding now has many devotees, both open and secret. Simple guy and what it is. That is now the criteria of the dream boy of the students of Harsa.

Amel, who already felt his hopes almost run aground because of the existence of a girl named Nurul, was increasingly angry when he knew Munding now had many female fans who began to recklessly and blatantly approach Munding.

And Amel also took action that made the girls' guts drag. Starting from two days ago, Amel proactively went to the girls who blatantly approached Munding and ran him over.

Similar to a wife who was hit by a actor who seduced her husband.

That's why now almost all students of Harsa know that Amel has ‘mark’ Munding as his guy.