Munding - Legend of the Wolf Fighter

Chapter 132 - Breaking Guts

"Dissolve!!!"

Shouted a burly man and his face in front of the musala that is being used by children to teach this afternoon.

The children who were teaching were frightened and shouted, some even began to cry and ran towards Asma and Nurul. A few brave boys trying to survive stand in the front row of his female friends and their two beautiful Ustazah idols, despite their trembling legs.

Munding, who as usual, was drawing water in the tub for the wudlu that was beside the musala, was also shocked. The bucket that had almost reached his hand slid down into the well again. Munding can only hope that the poor Bucket does not break when it hits the water in the depth of the well.

"Ealah," complained Munding while tying the bucket rope to the hook that was near the well and glancing towards the front of the musala, where the loud noise came from.

Munding then walked to the front yard of the musala and saw a creature was racking his waist and put on a rough face. The man was alone and his body was quite stocky.

"Assalamualaikum," Munding said as he walked closer towards the person.

The burly man only glanced at the young man who he thought was no more than 25 years old and walked towards himself.

"This is what's called Munding? It is easy if this business is mah," said Muhktar in his heart.

"Who gave you permission to make musala here?" muhktar said in a loud thunderous voice without returning Munding's greetings.

"Who gave you permission to teach here?" munding had not yet answered, Muhktar's loud voice returned to discuss.

"Are you able to do as you please in this village?" muhktar yelled more and more fiery like an orator who was demoing and aired on television.

Munding glanced at the frightened children and cried inside the musala, then his gaze met with his lover.

Nurul smiled and she was hugging a crying daughter in front of him.

"Sorry, can we talk somewhere else? Lots of kids here. They are easily frightened," Munding said in a soft tone and still polite.

Not yet Muhktar replied, the hand of Munding who is now standing in front of Muhktar stretched out in the future. The hand managed to hold Mukhtar's wrist and Munding crept it hard.

"Ughhhhhhh," Muhktar grimaced in pain, he did not expect that the young man in front of him had such a powerful force.

Muhktar tried to harden his hand muscles and fight Munding's hand, but he failed with his efforts. Quickly, Muhktar jerked his right hand to the side, but let alone move to the side, his right hand held by Munding did not budge from his place at all.

After trying to break away several times and failing, Muhktar finally gave up and could only grimace in pain.

"Can we talk somewhere else?" whispered Munding quietly, after seeing the man 'calm'.

From his passion, Munding knew that this man came to his house because he wanted to find a cause and he would not tolerate it.

Muhktar nodded his head while still grimacing in pain.

Munding and Muhktar walked behind the musala. Unlike the house of Pak Yai which directly borders the rice fields, behind the musala and Munding house is a fruit garden. The rice paddies are located at the front of their houses.

Now, Muhktar and Munding have stood in the orchard.

"OKAY. Now, by the way" said Munding, releasing Muhktar's hand.

Muhktar held and stroked his right hand which was still in pain. He looked closely at the young man who was in front of him now.

The young man wore a plain white t-shirt and 3/4 color pants over black eyes. There was absolutely nothing special about him. But, Muhktar had just tasted defeat in a physical fight between himself and the young man in front of him just now.

"I was told by Mr. Kades to tell you that he did not want any musala to be used for teaching in his village" Muhktar said slowly.

"Sir Kades? Who's the Kades now?" ask Munding.

"Sucipto. He's the son of a wealthy businessman from the County City. He can move a company of soldiers or police if he wants," said Muhktar with a slightly proud tone, at least he was trying to get the confidence he had lost earlier.

Munding nodded his head in understanding. Muhktar was pleased to see it. Humph, just know you now, Muhktar's inner heart.

Muhktar put on a shocked face when he heard Munding's words.

"I can't take threats well. He better know that. When someone threatens me and he's serious about it, get ready to get a reply from me" Munding continued.

Muhktar was silent and could answer Munding's words. As per the initial scenario, he came here and made a bit of a fuss. Then Munding and his family would be frightened and stop their activities. The next step, they will provide a second pressure with the aim of forcing Munding and his family to leave this village. But it seems that Husein and Kades' plan didn't work out.

"Okay then, I'll tell Kades your words," Muhktar said as he turned to the Suzuki Katana, which became his operational car.

"Hey," call Munding.

Muhktar turned his head in confusion.

Buaaakkkkkkk.

Oughhhhhhhhhh.

Uhuk uhuk.

Muhktar lapsed to the ground and coughed blood. He had just been hit by a Munding punch right in his mouth. A punch that made his lips break and two of his teeth break.

"That punch is because you've scared the kids out there. Stand up and fight me if you don't take it" Munding said softly.

Muhktar stared at Munding's cold, flat expression emotionlessly with his shocked face.

Muhktar was familiar with such expressions. An expression that usually appears on someone who has been fed up with violence all his life. A person who has gone through an uphill struggle and is used to using both fists.

Muhktar felt cold sweat running from his back. The body, the age, the looks of the sangar were meaningless in the duel. Only the mentally speaking, and Muhktar knew that his guts had broken in front of Munding.

"Other times. Be polite when you visit," said Munding and he left Muhktar still on his back on the dry leaves that cover the garden soil behind the mosque.

"Why Mas?" nurul asked when he saw that Munding had returned from behind the musala.

"Later huh?" munding replied, "there are children" he continued slowly.

Nurul nodded with a smile. He and Asma continued their work.

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"So, who was Mas?" nurul asked as the three of them ate dinner.

"His men are the New Kades. I don't know the name of the person, but I think he was told by Kades Sukorejo whose name is Sucipto to make a tantrum," replied Munding.

"Why isn't it?" tanya Asma was worried.

"Mas Munding why? Nurul Aduin the same father later if the opponent of the cake was Mas Munding lost," said Nurul while laughing without any worry at all.

"My own wife doesn't even worry?" moaning in the Heart.

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"You? Sampe semutu? Taken how many people are you?" sucipto asked Muhktar that night.

Sucipto and Husein were clearly shocked when they saw Muhktar's wound, a broken lip and two broken teeth. Muhktar was good at fighting, therefore, Sucipto recruited him to be his bodyguard. For Aditya's classy thugs, Muhktar is more than enough. Therefore, Sucipto was clearly shocked when he saw Muhktar's wounds, because his mission this time should be a trivial mission.

"There is no Boss. I was hit by that boy. He is not just a brat Boss," replied Muhktar.

Sucipto's face was stunned, this is the first time Muhktar failed to carry out his mission. When you go home battered already often.