Munding - Legend of the Wolf Fighter

Munding - Legend of the Wolf Fighter
Chapter 233 - Farewell



Fifteen minutes later, Aisah and Leman arrive at the hospital. Cynthia left all her staff who were giving reports and ran towards her Master.


“Teacher, I'm sorry. Because of me, Dek Nurul..”.


Aisah just raised her hand, giving Cynthia a cue to shut up, “It's not your fault,” said Aisah short while walking towards the operating room.


Aisah did not need to ask Cynthia to show the way there because she could feel an unusually cynical intent and was ready to explode at any time. And he knew the owner of the intent.


Leman who walked next to Aisah also took a deep breath and followed Aisah. He could also sense it, how cynical their eldest brother's intent was still trying to hold on to the logical side of his consciousness.


In just a few minutes, Aisah and Leman were already standing in front of the operating room. He saw a heartbreaking sight. Amel who sat on the floor and was glued in place with tears flowing nonstop and cries without sound. Pak Yai who was speechless and clenched his hands while Bu Nyai hugged him tightly.


“They dared to touch my family,” whispered Mr. Yai slowly when he saw Aisah and Leman coming.


“Mas, be patient. Let's see what happens first,” persuade Aisah gently.


Leman fell silent and stood next to Pak Yai. Only he might be able to overcome Mr. Yai if at any time his brother exploded uncontrollably.


“Cynthia, have you investigated?” ask Aisah to her disciple in a flat tone.


“Already Master, we have found the suspect,” Cynthia replied quickly.


“Bring him here!” the Aisah command is short.


Aisah then walked up to Nurul who was lying without breath. But Aisah breathed a sigh of relief as she tried to feel the heartbeat of her nephew. There's still a very smooth beat there. A crack that may not even be detected by the medical team but Aisah knows that there is a possibility that Nurul can still be saved. As long as he's not late for it.


When Cynthia returned with the nurse, Aisah turned to her disciple and gave her orders, “Exit this place!”


Cynthia immediately carried out her teacher's orders quickly. She's a smart girl, she knows what her teacher means. What will happen after this must remain a secret and not spread widely to the public.


Aisah then raised both her hands to the side. A needle that had come out of nowhere suddenly floated next to Aisah. Cynthia watched carefully. This was a great opportunity for him to see his teacher in action.


Aisah then pointed towards Nurul's forehead and the needle floated quickly following Aisah's index finger towards Nurul's forehead. Shortly before the needle hit Nurul's forehead, it shattered into thousands of fine grains of intent that spread out in all directions and enveloped Nurul's entire body.


Nurul's body that had been silent lying motionless suddenly bounces upwards like something interested in the head. Aisah then closed her eyes and opened her palm and attached it to Nurul's forehead.


They both stayed in that position.


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Munding and Nurul laughed and talked non-stop. I don't know how long they've been doing that. But their position is no longer sitting side by side. Munding hugged Nurul from behind and Nurul laid his back on Munding.


Conferencing obviously shocked, “What do you mean Nurul Deck?” ask Munding.


“Mmmmm. Who knows, one day Nurul will no longer exist. Would you please take care of our child with affection, huh?” answer Nurul.


Munding was silent, his tone was like someone who wanted to say goodbye. What's wrong with his wife? Confused Munding.


“Mbak Amel is a good girl. Nurul agrees that Mas wants to marry him again. Nurul sure that he will be really dear to our child like to his own biological child,” Nurul said with a small laugh but still sounding an unwilling tone there.


Munding this time was silent and did not answer Nurul's words. He hugged his wife tighter and did not want to take her off. It was as if Nurul's sentence would be a spell that would separate the two of them.


“Nurul always thought that we would have a chance to age together. But fate may say otherwise,” muttered Nurul as if to say to himself.


Tears began to appear flowing down Nurul's cheeks and she rubbed them. He did not want to leave his husband and son. But who can fight against destiny?


At that time, Nurul suddenly felt a very strong pull and he knew that the time had come, “Nurul dear Mas Munding. Continue to live happily, do not grieve because Nurul,” Nurul said as she wiped her tears again.


Munding who had only thought that Nurul was only joking, was really shocked now. He also sensed an enormous power barging into this dark world.


But the target targeted by the force was not Munding. That power tried to pull Nurul and bring him somewhere. Now Munding knew what Nurul's words meant just now. The wife was intending to say her goodbye to Munding.


At the same time, Nurul's figure suddenly turned transparent. Munding tried to grab and hug his wife more tightly but he couldn't touch her now. The transparent shadow that was the embodiment of Nurul's figure slowly floated upwards and left Munding.


Munding was still in his place in a position to embrace Nurul. But Nurul is no longer in his arms. When Munding imagined that it was his last meeting with his wife, suddenly, Munding's entire body felt like it was on fire.


“I don't care who you are!! But no one can take my wife!!” munding shouted full of anger and his human body suddenly shattered.


Now what is seen is a black shadow that is unusually large but has a posture and shape like a human.


“This is my world. You came here and dared to take my wife!!”


Munding's voice rang out thunderously and shook the boundless dark room. Furious he tried to hold back Nurul who was drifting quickly upwards but he still could not touch her.


Munding could only shout furiously with all his might when he saw Nurul's figure hovering and missing somewhere.


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Note author:


Tomorrow Friday, mass update ah once in a while, 10 chapters that. Awaiting yes. Wkwkwkwk.