Munding - Legend of the Wolf Fighter

Chapter 36 - Not Valuable

“I take you home huh?” ask Munding to Asma who was sitting behind him.

“Asma does not want, want to come find Mr.,” replied Asma slowly while hugging the back of the man in front of her.

They both drove on the Asma motorbike through a narrow asphalt road in the middle of Sukorejo village. Hearing Asma's reply, Munding stopped his motor and turned his head back.

“It's dangerous. Karto's men are not like Joko and his friends. They live by relying on their hands to commit crimes, I better take you home,” Munding said.

Asma was speechless and did not dare to return Munding's eyes, she simply lowered her head down. But Asma still hugged Munding while sitting on his motorcycle seat.

“Munding,” said Asma slowly while breathing, “tadi who said Joko was really yes?” ask Asma.

Munding squinted his forehead and stopped his hand which would turn their motor back on, “which one?”

“Munding actually already have a lover in Source Rejo?” ask Asthma with a trembling voice.

Munding took a deep breath. He must be honest about this, he also does not want to give false hope to Asthma.

“Iya,” replied Munding short.

“But, Asthma Dear Munding. From the past,” said Asthma slowly and eyes began to glaze over.

“I already have one. Asthma will get better from me later,” replied Munding.

“No way,” replied Asthma quickly, “where there are more men who dare to snedeketin Asthma, after what Munding did to ‘itunya’ Joko,” continued Asma with a reddened face.

Asthma connects it again quickly, “essentially Asthma does not care. Asthma will wait until Munding until anytime.”

“As of you,” replied Munding quietly while turning on the motor.

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“Assalamualaikum,” shouts Asma from doorstep.

“Waalaikumsalam.”

A woman opened the door of the house and when she saw the condition of the ragged Asthma T-shirt torn here and there, she screamed hysterically.

“Yeah Asma, what happened to you Nduk? How can your shirt be like that?” the mother said with a panicked face and then she glanced at Munding who was standing behind Asthma.

“Male basis ***, surely you are the culprit?” said the Mother while swinging her fist towards Munding.

“Not Bu. Already Ma'am,” said Asma who swiftly prevented his mother from beating Munding who just fell silent.

“She Munding Mom. Munding who has nolongin Asthma earlier,” said Asma.

“Munding, this is my mother,” Asma said as she introduced her mother.

“You? You're Munding? The son of Wage?” asked Asma's mother in a strange slightly shaking voice.

Munding nodded his head with a flat face. He didn't like the name of his father to be called that kind of person. Especially the woman in front of him. Jumali's Wife. Mrs Carik.

For Asthma, maybe Munding can still forgive him, after all Asma is a child who does not know anything about the actions of his parents. While the woman in front of him, according to Ayu's story, is the woman who caused Sutinah to be the wife of Jumali.

“Bu Carik know if you have something nitip to Pak Carik?” ask Munding.

“Asma, go to your room Nduk! Lock the door!” ma Carik's orders to his daughter.

“But Bu...” Asma seems to want to argue and stay here with Munding.

“Follow your mother!!” cut off Bu Carik, this time in an even more resolute tone.

Asthma ran to her room located on the side of the house and locked her from inside the room. Actually, he was confused to face the behavior of his mother who suddenly changed earlier. But he knew that there was something between the relationship between his Father, his Mother and Mr. Munding.

After Asma entered his room, Bu Carik breathed a sigh of relief, “follow me,” he said slowly towards Munding.

Ms. Carik took Munding to the back of the house through the back door. They continued to walk about 20 meters from Mr. Carik's house. This is the orchard of Mr. Carik. Ms. Carik looked around for a while then she headed to a water guava tree that was in the middle of the garden.

Bu Carik crouched down in front of the guava tree and used his hands to lift the stack of bricks arranged around the guava tree. Munding glanced around and saw that every fruit tree in this garden had a pile of bricks that sipped it. The pile is used for the divider when the owner of the garden uses manure to the tree trunk.

“Let me alone,” said Munding, he felt a little pity for this woman.

Bu Carik stood up and shifted to the side, giving Munding room to advance. Munding walked over and glanced at Bu Carik and Munding in surprise. It turns out that Ms. Carik still looks young and beautiful.

His face looks a lot like his daughter Asma. Perhaps the only difference is that Bu Carik's face looks much more mature than Asthma, which still holds a childish aura. But that is precisely what makes Munding very fascinated.

Munding did not pay much attention to Bu Carik with details from earlier. Because he focused his full attention on his goal. Find out the certainty about Jumali.

But right now, in the middle of this dark garden. Suddenly the blood of Munding man rippled when he saw the beauty of Bu Carik.

Seeing Munding's rather strange eyes on her, Bu Carik suddenly stepped back, “Munding??”

Munding quickly moved forward and hugged Bu Carik. He quickly kissed Bu Carik's neck and attached it to the guava tree behind Bu Carik.

“Stop!!! Negotiating. Please stop!!” ma'am Carik said as he thrashed.

“Shut up!! Or would you rather I go back home and rape your son?” threaten Munding's.

Ms. Carik fell silent when she heard the threat of Munding. He was afraid to imagine that something as bad as that happened to his beloved daughter.

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Suddenly a sense of guilt appeared in his chest. And strangely the guilt was not to Bu Carik or Asthma. Munding felt guilty to his own father, Wage.

Munding clearly felt the taste burst into his chest. Didn't Jumali also do something like this to my Father's wife? I only avenge what he has done to his wife, Munding said in his heart and made up his mind.

And in the moonlight that night, Munding enjoyed Bu Carik's body in the back garden of Jumali's house. Bu Carik cried sobbing on the sidelines of the grunt of Munding's breath that continues to perform his depraved actions.

When everything was done, Ms. Carik wiped her tears and looked at the nanar towards Munding, “why did you do this deed?”

“I avenge the deeds of your Husband to my Father,” said Munding short and cold.

“What does my husband do that makes me worthy of being treated like this?” asked Bu Carik in a tone that was starting to hysterically.

“He fucked Sutinah and tried to snatch my Father's treasure!!” munding flat said.

“My husband has never done anything like that. He loved me and Asthma far beyond anything,” Bu Carik then took an envelope wrapped in a plastic bag from under the pile of bricks.

“Take this paper away!! I know that my Husband may no longer be alive because of the paper. Just like the Wage used to be, dying from something completely worthless,” Bu Carik said as he pointed his finger, gesturing to expel Munding.