Munding - Legend of the Wolf Fighter

Chapter 142 - Trash

"sorry. Not long wait, is it?" ask Suprapto who went back into the meeting room with a friendly smile.

"I just called my informant. You're both lucky and unlucky ... "

Suprapto deliberately hung up his words to make Pak Yai and Munding curious, but they both looked calm while enjoying their drinks.

Suprapto sighed, "base of freaks," grinned inwardly.

But, Suprapto finally gave up as well. He must succeed in doing his plan if he wants to get an abundant supply of funds every month from Cafe Aditya.

"mmmmmmmmm. First, I'll tell you the good news first" Suprapto said.

"The gondrong-haired thug who attacked the Asthma Deck last night is known to us" the police said.

Mr. Yai smiled while his three children looked shocked. That fast?

Just in the time a drink is made and served, the identity of the perpetrator is already known? Outstanding performance. Try if the perpetrators of the Novel Baswedan attack can be traced in the same way.

Suprapto smiled broadly at the shocked expression of Munding and the two women next to him. If Mr. Yai, Suprapto doesn't care about the old man. They live in a different world, Suprapto whispered in his heart.

"The attacker last night was an employee of the cafe in your village, Sukorejo. They are indeed rogue, but in writing they are part of the cafe's security" Suprapto explained, "so, most likely, they attacked the Asma Deck on the instructions of his superiors" he continued.

"Aditya?" ask Asthma unconsciously.

Unlike Munding, Nurul, or Pak Yai, Asma grew up in Sukorejo until now. Of course a little bit he knows about Aditya and other things that are happening in his village.

"No" replied Suprapto.

Asthma showed a face of astonishment, "What do you mean? The cafe belongs to a thug from the city named Aditya right?" ask Asma.

"It's true that the Asthma Deck said. But since a month ago, the place no longer belongs to Aditya," Suprapto said.

"The owner is now a Sukorejo native named Puji Astuti" he continued.

Asma and Munding were instantly shocked when they heard that name. The name that makes Astma remember the darkest events in her life but at the same time the most beautiful as well. The incident where a knight in armor and riding a white horse, saving a princess who was in a pack of criminals and making the Princess more love for the Knight.

Klise, sounds like a bedtime story read to children by her parents. But it all happened to Asthma, and again, it's also a fictional story, so please be aware.

"Claud?" hiss Asma.

"Dek Asma knows him?" asked Suprapto with shining eyes, because the bait he put began to sniff by the fish.

Asthma lowered her head and did not answer. Munding who was next to him sighed. It turns out that last night's assault was the aftermath of all their past troubles.

"That's the good news, now the bad news. We from the police may not be able to help anything to arrest the perpetrators of the attack" Suprapto said.

"What's? You know the identity of the culprit but can't catch them? What's this joke?" sulk Nurul with a fiery face.

Suprapto was obviously emotional upon hearing this veiled young girl dare to criticize him like that. But as he looked towards the knotty smiling Pak Yai and Munding who was staring intently at him, Suprapto could guess who this girl was.

Pak Yai's son and Munding's wife.

How dare Suprapto rebuke him? Maybe he's brave, but later, when he's ready to die. Now, Suprapto still wants to enjoy life.

Suprapto let out a long sigh then exhaled slowly, he did that 3 times. Suprapto-style therapy to relieve his emotions.

Forced because he had to behave like that towards a girl who was far below his age. Suprapto's never done that before.

Nurain?

When he heard the police in front of him calling him 'Bu Munding' Nurul immediately flowered. This was the first time he was called that. Hmmmm, sweet is also horrified, Nurul murmured in his heart.

"To the point only," said Pak Yai slowly.

"Yes sir" replied Suprapto.

"Praise before just plain pramuria. She then gets close to Aditya and becomes his lover. After that, the Village Chief Sukorejo bought the Aditya Cafe. Coincidentally Kades Sukorejo also likes Puji and gives the cafe he bought it to Puji," Suprapto said.

"A police officer like you but afraid of a small village chief like Puji's lover?" ask Asma.

Suprapto smiled, "It wasn't Praise or Kades that I was afraid of, but who was behind them. Although from outside the Cafe it was as if it belonged to Puji, but every month, half of his net income was always transferred to someone's account. That person who made me powerless to catch the perpetrators of the Asthma Deck attack," Suprapto said with a face as if helpless and visibly disappointed.

"Who is that guy?" ask Munding.

"Danramil Sukokilo" replied Suprapto.

Everyone fell silent when Suprapto called a post that equipped Sucipto the Kades.

"So, you can't do anything for the perpetrators of my son's assault?" ask Pak Yai after they were all silent earlier.

Suprapto did not answer.

"Then pretend you don't know what's going to happen. If the police take part in this matter, we are afraid that there will be casualties from you too" Mr. Yai said with a laugh.

Asma was surprised to hear the words of Father-in-Law Munding which sounded like a threat even though it was done in jest and punctuated with laughter.

"Yes. I know sir," replied Suprapto, nodding his head.

"Then, we'll excuse you. Thank you for your help" said Mr. Yai and left farewell.

On the way home, Asma still continues to think about the strange conversation between Munding In-laws and the Police who seem to rank indiscriminately earlier. Asthma also remembered the treatment they received during the police station, not at all like his reflection when at home this morning.

Asma was getting ready to be interrogated by a tough-looking thug cop sitting behind his typewriter. Then he'll question you in detail about the attack Asthma went through last night.

They came, greeted kindly, taken into a quiet room and air-conditioned, offered a drink by a young police officer, and the identity of the attacker was immediately known at that time. Not even one of the police asked for an Asthma identity card just for formality.

Moreover, the last conversation that made Asma until now wondered, who exactly is Father-in-Law Munding?

"Le, you'll sort it out yourself. Don't be merciful. The garbage of people like them, just spend oxygen rations in the air," said Pak Yai slowly and firmly.

"Yes sir" replied Munding.

Nurul took a deep breath, she did not like it the most that her husband had to solve the problem with violence. After all that Munding experienced was known by Nurul, Nurul also sometimes felt sad when imagining it.

"Daddy, is that you?" whispered Asma to Nurul's ear next to him, startling Nurul's daydream.

"Hush. It's a man's business. We women do not need to follow Ma'am," Nurul replied with a smile towards Asma.