
"Munding, I want to talk to you about something. Can you?" broto said that night after dinner together at Broto's house.
Munding looked puzzled, but he finally nodded his head after glancing towards his wife and did not see any objections there.
"Don't be late at night" Nurul said as he stood towards the guest room of Mr. Broto's house along with Asma and Amel.
Now there are 4 people at the table, Broto, Umar, Afza, and Munding.
"We're facing a national-scale problem now. A group of fighting wolves calling themselves Chaos are launching operations in our country" Broto said.
"They consist of an Initiation-stage Wolf Fighter and it is likely that there is also a Manifestation stage between them."
"They only have less than 10 members, but with their inividu abilities, they can do crime and terror without hindrance in our country."
Munding wants to say something but holds him back, giving Broto a chance to finish his story.
"They consist of Wolf Fighters from various countries in Asia. Until now, we have only been able to identify 2 people. A fighter from Thailand, and another from the Philippines."
"But, there's one local fighter who joins them, you must know him, our old friend Yasin."
"Eh?" Munding was a little shocked, wasn't Yasin's left hand broken the last time they had a duel?
"Hahaahaha. I know what you're thinking. Precisely because of that, we were able to recognize Yasin easily."
"They're not terrorist or militant groups like your teacher's with a non-profit purpose."
"They accept any order as long as the price is suitable. Murder, riot, kidnapping, or any mission."
"We, the military and the police, formed a joint team to hunt them down, at least Initiation stage fighters. Each agency is required to submit two candidates. From the Army, I already have one candidate, Afza," Broto said, pointing to Afza.
"Of course you know who the second candidate I recommend is" Broto continued with a smile.
"I refuse" Munding replied quickly.
Afza looked startled, hearing Munding's answer and how quickly he answered it, as if it was a completely unimportant decision.
On the other hand, Broto and Umar immediately laughed when they saw Munding's answer and Afza's reaction.
"You!! Where is your sense of pratiotism? It is a noble duty for the sake of the country. If the country calls, we have to run to fulfill its call even though blood and tears await" Afza said with emotion.
Hearing Afza's words filled with high patriotism accompanied by overflowing emotions, Broto and Umar laughed even louder.
"This girl is real? What did you feed him so he could brainwash him like that?" muting said in an astonished tone towards Broto and Umar.
Afza grew more emotional and gritted his teeth when he heard Munding's words. But he had not had time to reply to Munding's words just now, Mr. Broto gave a hand signal to him to stop.
"Afza, do not call patriotism and the state in front of Munding. He's militant. The norms that apply to him are different" Broto said with a smile on his lips.
"You didn't teach them about us?" ask Munding a little wonder.
Broto and Umar smiled, "we teach our fighters. But you should know that right and wrong are relative. So what we're saying is sometimes a little bit different to the actual conditions on the pitch."
"It's a complicated language to describe the 'lies' you teach your students, '" Munding replied with a laugh.
Afza fell silent, "were really being lied to all this time?" he said slowly with a look of disbelief towards Umar.
Umar looked towards Afza, "don't think too complicated. There comes a time when you will meet many Wolf Fighters from various backgrounds. There are militants like Munding, pebeladir, gangsters, police, mafia, and many more. Most importantly for you, believe what you think is right and has led you to this stage."
Afza seemed to think for a while and nodded his head a moment later. He now knows, each fighter has his own background. What he thinks is important, is not necessarily important to other fighters. Who's in the wrong? There's none.
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"You didn't go home today, did you?" amel asked Munding and Nurul after morning prayers at the Amel house prayer.
Munding looked at Nurul and then Nurul smiled, "no ma'am, maybe tomorrow. We went to the mall yesterday. Today we take a tour, right? Mas Munding later to come too," said Nurul, "if yesterday was our event-we only," he continued.
"Sip," replied Amel while giving his thumbs up, "Amel later tell friends where to know today can meet," continued Amel towards Munding.
The four of them then had breakfast in the dining room. Broto and his wife are not yet seen. Umar, Afza, and Laras also did not see the trunk of his nose. Practically only the four of them had breakfast that early after the dawn prayer.
Some of the household assistants at Amel's place also look enthusiastic and dare to invite Munding to chat a sentence or two. Munding of course did that under the angry gaze of his wife.
"Oooooo-o. Mas Munding apparently spread the charm also huh when living here?" nurul with sadists.
"No Deck ... "
Not yet Munding finished talking Amel had cut it, "it used to be, every morning, Mbak-mbak earlier on the practice mundingatin Munding back there. Seginian clock that, after the dawn prayer," said Amel added a fan so that the fire grew bigger and made Nurul glance more sadistic towards Munding.
"Aduuuuhhhhh," Munding complained for feeling the pinch on his waist by Nurul's small hand.
Asma and Amel laughed in satisfaction at seeing Munding persecuted Nurul that morning.
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"Where is this going, Mommy?" nurul asked towards Amel who was sitting on the front bench.
Munding is the driver while Asma and Nurul are on the back bench.
How weird is that? Because Amel must be a navigator aka a guide. That's why he sits in front. Nurul was okay, Munding and Asma were screaming in protest. But the First Lady's decision was unanimous and inviolable again, finally Asma and Munding can only resign and let Amel get his wish.
"We went to Bandungan first, right? Let it be like Abi" replied Amel.
Munding only glanced at the sweet girl on his left, "what are you trying to get there?" munding said in his heart.
"Where is what?" ask Nurul again kepo.
"Agrowisata, Candi, and of course culinary," replied Amel with enthusiasm.
"Can, if agro tourism, it means there is a flower garden too right? Later Nurul want a selfie both the same Mas there. Isn't it Mas?" ask Nurul.
Munding confirms Nurul's request. Asma and Amel could only lament the fate of the two of them. If for them, the photo four or three is still possible, but if the selfie alone with Munding? The dream!!
Shortly after, their car reached its destination. Nurul walked out of the door and directly spread his hands wide while breathing the fresh air of the mountains in the morning.
"Don't be wide, there will be a desire to eat the chest of Dek Nurul," whispered Munding in Nurul's ear.
Obviously, Nurul's face immediately flushed to hear it.
A romantic scene was seen that morning, a sweet veiled girl chasing a man in the flower garden parking lot, accompanied by a thin fog that slowly rose to the sky. Their gasping breaths created clumps of tiny mist that drifted out of their mouths and noses.
Amel and Asma who just got out of the car and saw the behavior of Munding and Nurul, smiled wryly when they saw him.
"It looks like we both will become mosquito repellent and made to ignore the intimacy of both of them all day, Mel" whispered Asma slowly.
Amel nodded his head, "likely yes, Ma," Amel replied with a wry smile.
It was the first time the two of them had agreed and not argued with each other since they knew each other.