Munding - Legend of the Wolf Fighter

Chapter 128 - Warung Remang - Remang

Life goes on.

At first, only Munding family and children who often pray in the mosque, gradually some of Munding's neighbors also began to diligently go there.

Some of them fared the same as Munding first. Do not understand the prayer reading, can not read the Quran and can not even ablution. Munding and Nurul taught them slowly. Of course not using the method of sabetage rattan like when Pak Yai taught little Munding.

Mushola next to the Munding house is getting rame. They not only come during prayer time or when inviting their children to teach, sometimes they will also sit down and chat after Isya.

Nurul who will always be part of the ration makes coffee and snacks for them.

"Mas," call Nurul from inside the house.

"Wait, I'll get you some coffee, okay?" Munding.

"Ready Ustadz" replied those who were engrossed in sitting and chatting on the terrace of the mosque.

Soon, Munding was back with a pot of coffee and a plate of fried tempeh.

"Please Tadz," said one of the neighboring fathers of Munding while grabbing tempe on a plate, but had not yet descended from Munding's hands to the floor.

"Aduuhhhh," said the Father as he dropped the tempe.

"It's still hot tempeh," Munding said with a smile.

"Ustadz ni what the hell? Dah held new by the way," murmured the Father who immediately greeted another laughter.

That's their daily joke.

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"Mas," call Nurul slowly.

Munding and Nurul hugged in the living room. Munding is still watching his favorite channel on television, Nat Geo.

"Hmm?" answer Munding.

"Nurul wants to ask," whispered Nurul slowly.

"What?" replied Munding who was still busy looking at the television.

"What is the husband's obligation to his wife?" nurul whispers this time closer to Munding's ears and make Munding's hair goosebumps.

Munding frowned, still not ngeh with the will of his lover.

"Suami is obliged to give a living born and inner to his wife. Why is the Nurul Nanya Deck?" answer Munding.

Nurul was getting closer and this time Munding could feel the breath of his wife in the ear.

"Nurul wants to be dibfkahin, Mas," whispered Nurul while kissing Munding's earlobe and making her husband's keen.

Munding smiled and immediately kissed his wife, "by the way the cake from earlier, use all muters," Munding said afterwards.

"Mas Munding is insensitive" Nurul murmured.

Munding chuckled and lifted his wife's body over her lap. Make Munding mah.

Nurul screamed in shock, "Mas Munding," Nurul protested while tidying up her disheveled clothes.

"Says he asked for dilafkain?" said Munding, then his hand took out a silat to attack Nurul.

After that, only the sound of Nurul's sigh moving up and down on Munding's lap and being fed by her husband sounded from the living room of their house.

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"Badly, the longer the quieter this place is," a big man grumbled and a tattoo filled his arm.

Aditya is a thug from the now 'holding' city of Sukorejo. When he came first, he challenged all the thugs here and beat them all up.

But, it all happened when Sukorejo was in a vacuum without leadership. Both the official leader, and the world leader of friendship in this village.

For several years after that, Aditya became the number one thug in this village. His business is to make a dimly-lit stall with the concept of a malugada cafe aka one stop services.

So what customers want to look for, Aditya cafe provides it. Girls, hangovers, karaoke, gambling, medicine, and more are provided by the dimly lit stalls of Aditya.

But, lately, the customers are a little less, the familiar faces that he meets every day here partially disappear and are no longer visible.

"You know where those people are?" aditya snapped towards his cafe employees and the comfort women who all bowed their heads.

Everyone was silent and no one dared to answer. They knew what this Boss was like. Not infrequently he played hands and beat women even though only because of trivial mistakes.

Report police? Aditya will most likely be detained overnight at the police station, after which he will be released again the next day. After he's released? Of course he's going to beat up the guy who's making a report to the police.

"You're all idiots, huh? Nobody knows a single one?" yelled Aditya towards the people who lowered their heads.

"I know,"

There was the sound of a girl from the corner of one of the dark stalls. All eyes went straight there.

The girl who was looked up to by all the employees and the comfort women who worked here lowered her head in fear. She had indeed worked in this place for two years, but she had no special advantages compared to the other comfort girls. Because of this, he was little known by his colleagues.

"really?" aditya said as he walked up to the girl.

Arriving near the girl, Aditya grabbed the hair covering the girl's face and found the face of young people aged 19-20 years. Seraut a face that although not arguably beautiful but pleasing to the eye is seen there.

Aditya's eyes widened, "kok I have something this good but I don't even know?" yell at the Thug.

"How long have you been working here?" aditya asked while holding the girl's cheek.

"Two years" replied the girl.

Aditya immediately got on the blackboard, he walked quickly towards the manager of the cafe and raised his fist to the man's face. The manager did not dare to complain much less. After that, several blows were carried Aditya to the manager's body and made him sprawl.

"Take care of him" said Aditya short.

After that, Aditya signaled the girl's hand to follow him. The girl obeyed Aditya's orders and they both went into the Boss' private room.

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"Special," praised Aditya towards the girl who was drooping on top of her body.

"From now on, you're my woman. No longer serving guests. I will give you monthly money to live on" Aditya said as he held onto the hair of the girl he had just enjoyed.

"But I want to be busy" said the girl, eyes full of deception radiated from there for a moment.

Aditya seemed to think for a moment, "what can you do?" tanyakanya.

"I'm good at math and counting" whispered the girl.

"Okay, good then. From tomorrow you replace Nana as cashier. He's starting to like looking for the boy behind me. He thinks I don't know?" aditya said with a cynical face.

"Now the story, why this place becomes more deserted," asked Aditya to the girl.

"You don't know my name yet, do you?" the girl protested spoiledly while stroking Aditya's chest.

"Huh? Yeah yeah?" too?" aditya said while laughing out loud.

"My name is Praise Astuti. Praise My Call. I'm a Sukorejo native. So, this is actually my own village," said the girl with a thin and cynical smile.