Munding - Legend of the Wolf Fighter

Munding - Legend of the Wolf Fighter
Chapter 4 - Past Part 2



The pain in Munding's chest began to subside. The sound of a loud scream in Munding's head began to disappear, as if the sound of a train drifting away.


Tears began to drip from Munding's eyes.


Karto, who had returned to wearing his clothes in Wage's room, walked out without suspecting that a child had seen what Sutinah and Karto had just done.


Munding cried sobbing in the closet.


Half an hour later, Munding's cries began to subside. Munding got out of the closet quickly, then he ran as hard as he could with a clutch of marbles in his hand.


Munding unconsciously ran towards his Father's paddy field. Munding was still crying softly throughout the trip.


Wage approached Munding who was sobbing in the rice field.


“You why cry Le?” wage asked with a smile and patted Munding's head.


Tangis Munding returned to being after being asked by her Father. The little Munding who had absolutely no idea what Karto and his mother had done sobbed told Wage.


“Munding was looking for marbles in my closet. Suddenly Munding saw ..”


Wage who heard the story of Munding grasped tightly the handle of the scythe he had used to weed the grass. After his face turned a little red for a while, Wage smiled back at Munding.


“Le, so the guy can't be whiny. Don't cry easily. You can only cry for something that really matters to you,” Wage said as he rubbed Munding's head.


“Already, the marbles met to? Sana maen marbles with your friend. I want to find grass first. You will go home by yourself?” wage said with a smile.


Munding nodded his head and his cries began to subside. He saw his father smiling and turning his body around. Wage walked over while holding a scythe in his hand.


Little Munding did not realize that at that time Wage set out to look for grass without carrying his grass basket.


And Munding also did not realize that it was the last smile of his father.


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“Bapaaaaaaaaakkkkkkkkk,” Munding awoke from his dream and his breath was panting.


The nightmare that always haunts Munding for 2 years. Since he was 4th grade SD until now Munding small 6th grade SD.


The change since that day. He became quiet. He doesn't like to hang out with his friends. And did not speak at all to Sutinah, her mother.


Munding always blamed himself for his father's death.


Munding now understood what had happened that day. His mother had an affair with Karto. His father must have been looking for calculations with Karto the Village Chief. But somehow his father was found dead in the river the next day.


Munding cried during Wage's funeral. Sutinah and Sri, Munding's brother, were also crying at the time.


But a few days after that, Karto came to Munding's house. And Munding took a kitchen knife and tried to attack Karto.


A young boy in 4th grade Elementary School fights an adult man, though the little boy is armed with a knife, with Karto's ability to knock out Munding.


Sutinah then finished beating Munding.


For Munding, he never had a mother, he only had a father and his name was Wage.


The behavior of Sutinah since becoming a widow has also become more and more. Many men came to Munding's house.


Of course to fuck Sutinah.


Wage once told Munding how proud he was. A simple village farmer seemed to be able to edit the Village Flower which became the seizure of many men in his village.


And Munding will always smile and ask his Father to tell him about the story of his father's youth when approaching Sutinah. Which will usually be obeyed by Wage, who will always tell stories with pride.


Only now does Munding know. That all this time, Wage, his Father, only became a goat of Sutinah congek which was used as a complementary name for the filler column Name Father for his brother, Sri Rahayu.


Sutinah the Village Flower, long before marrying Wage, has become a rotating trophy of men who have influence in Sukorejo Village. Starting from Karto Sentono the village head, Kokoh the merchant of Chinese descent, Uda the owner of a rival grocery store Kokoh, Pak Modin, Pak Carik and I don't know how many other young people who have felt the warmth of Sutinah's body.


Sutinah was 3 months pregnant when she married Wage. And when Sri was born, Wage had a great quarrel with Sutinah. How could Sutinah have given birth while they were only married for 6 months?


Sutinah eventually promised that she would change and Wage was willing to forgive her wife's lies. The Wage family returned to harmony and Munding was born.


Munding which was truly the flesh blood of the Wage.


Munding never got angry when he was called ‘anak lonte’ by his friends. Because it is the behavior of Sutinah like that. Like a commercial**** worker who will serve anyone as long as there is money available in his or her wallet. Although now Munding never considered Sutinah was his mother again.


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“For you to build Le?” a voice suddenly broke Munding's daydream.


Mr. Yai standing at the door of the mosque was already complete with his sarong and his pecans, he was holding a black plastic pack in his hand. Munding glanced towards the wall clock. 04.30. Fajr Time.


“Mandi there! Keep wearing this shirt. After that wudhu continue to adzan Dawn,” orders Pak Yai.


Munding only fell silent while looking towards Pak Yai.


“Munding can not be adzan Pak Yai,” replied Munding tidily.


Face Pak Yai red extinguished hearing Munding's answer, “You're already 6 SD class, but can't adzan?” the hardic.


Munding shook his head while bowing.


Mr Yai took a deep breath, “You must also not be able to read the Quran?”


Munding shook his head which was still down.


“It is so. For a while you were here just a while waiting for your body to heal. No need to go to school first. Later I ask Nurul to teach you. Get a shower!!” Pak Yai shouted in a half-angry tone.


Munding got up slowly and headed for the bathroom, which was just one beside the mushola, close to the tub of water. Munding cleared himself slowly. Shortly afterwards there was the voice of the dawn prayer from the mushola.


Munding knew that voice, Pak Yai's voice.