Munding - Legend of the Wolf Fighter

Chapter 29 - Relaxation

That night, Mr. Yai told Munding all the secrets about the fighting wolves that contained more or less what Umar had told Suprapto.

Munding was shocked after hearing Pak Yai's story. He still half-believed in what he received that night. The real secret is very surprising to be known by a child aged 1st High School.

A 15 year old boy.

But inevitably Munding must believe what Mr. Yai said. Has he not proved it with his own body? Didn't Munding also feel the presence of ‘dia’ in his body? ‘Dia’ who until now is still asleep calmly in the chest of Munding.

Next morning.

Munding's body feels tired. Much more tired than all the days he had spent 4 years undergoing physical training and silat given by Pak Yai. Munding recalled Mr. Yai's message last night.

‘Never enter combat mode if your life is not in danger and if you have to do that, do not exceed five minutes.’

Now Munding knows why. The physical exercise and silat he received during this time was very heavy and painful, but according to Mr. Yai it only made him able to last for five minutes in combat mode.

Last night, Munding only went into combat mode for no more than two minutes and this morning his body felt like a boneless crumble. He just squirms on the prayer mat that has been his bed for four years.

When Munding looked outside, the morning sun had already revealed its light.

“Astaghfirullah. Misadventures. Not subuhan too,” muttered Munding.

Then Munding remembered that today was Sunday. But Munding suddenly felt strange, usually if Munding had not woken up at dawn prayers almost entering his time, Pak Yai would come with his favorite rattan. Despite the past few months, Nurul will come first to wake Munding up before his Father.

“Where is your body Le?” ask Mr. Yai suddenly.

Munding was surprised to hear the voice of Mr. Yai who was suddenly on the terrace of the mosque. Like a ghost like this one old man, appeared suddenly without a sound, muttering in his heart.

“Sick all Pak Yai. Much more tiring than silat exercises that Munding has been doing,” replied Munding.

Mr. Yai just chuckled, “Bapak knows that, so today you let me rest. You have a training holiday today. Don't help with home work either.”

Munding's face turned bright instantly. This is his first holiday since 4 years ago. His first day was free from his daily exercises and tasks that had become his daily routine.

Pak Yai smiled at the happy face of Munding, “ajak Nurul walk there. He has long wanted to walk alone with you,” said Mr. Yai while turning his body.

Munding smiled as he returned to lay his body on top of ‘kasur’nya. Munding felt that the sun this morning shone brighter than usual.

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“Mas, we go to the beach huh?” said Nurul who hugged Munding on a motorbike that drove slowly.

“Iya,” replied Munding quietly while nodding his head.

Nurul smiled happily as he leaned his head against Munding's back. This was their first time traveling together like any other couple.

Sukolilo is located in a mountainous area far from the coastal belt. The nearest beach takes approximately 1.5 hours by motor. With a winding road ala mountain, the distance will take more than 2 hours if taken by car.

Bule-bule from abroad is also so fascinated to see the expanse of rice fields in Canggu, Bali. And we will instead be fascinated with the ice and snow grains that all year round envelop the top of the Alps in Europe there.

Whatever it is, the things we do not encounter every day will always look more attractive than what we see everyday.

An hour and a half later.

Munding and Nurul sit on the beach enjoying warm temperatures and sea breeze. They shelter under evergreen trees that may be deliberately planted by the manager of this tourist beach.

There were no words between them, they just clasped hands and looked towards the vastness of the sea that was in front of them.

“Mas, if you see the vast sea gini, feel so small huh?” ask Nurul suddenly.

“Mmmmm,” Munding replied.

“Aaan anyway? The romantic dikit dong Mas,” Nurul was grumbling after hearing Munding's reaction.

“Hahahahahahahaha,” Munding laugh, “Dek Nurul want romantic-romantic huh? Read romance novels on wattpad like.”

“Kan mumpung moment pas Mas,” Nurul grumbled with his lips that advanced forward.

“Yes already here,” said Munding as his hand advanced to hug the body of Nurul who was beside him.

“Ngak ah, shame. Many laen people too,” refused Nurul.

“Kan no one knows,” said Munding as his hand forced her to hug Nurul.

Finally Nurul gave up as well and let Munding embrace her tiny body. Nurul's face flushed red while looking down. Shameful as the grasshopper eating grass in front of them.

“Nurul never been to Europe?” tanya Munding answered with the head of Nurul.

“America? Japan?” ask Munding again, “sini Mas ajari.”

Munding also led Nurul closer to the beach. He looked for a place that was a bit quiet then invited Nurul into the water.

“Our earth is almost two-thirds of its surface is covered by sea and the whole world is connected by one very large ocean."

"That means it could be water that now touches our feet once touched the mainland of America, Europe, Japan or any hemisphere, he said,” whispered Munding as she hugged Nurul from behind and felt the sea water soaking their feet together.

Nurul closed his eyes and enjoyed the sound of the waves around them. He listened to Munding's whisper in his ear and imagined that the water now soaking his feet had once melanglana.

Nurul smiled happily, then turned his body. Nurul tiptoed on his toes then whispered softly, “Nurul dear Mas Munding. Forever.”

The two teenagers then kissed happily accompanied by the waves on the beach. Without caring about the people around him.