Munding - Legend of the Wolf Fighter

Chapter 51 - What kind of monsters are you?

Bambang already suspected that Ambar would have such a reaction. Let alone Ambar who is an officer, he himself, a field soldier has not been able to fully accept about Munding.

“In addition to the incident in the General Layer earlier. I think Bu Ambar also needs to know how to interact with Munding,” continued Bambang.

“You mean?” ambar asked shortly, this time there was absolutely no scorn or disparaging look from him.

“Before this assignment, I have already consulted with my mentor. He's a wolf fighter too. But only the awakening stage. He had several times come into contact with people of the caliber of Munding,” Bambang let out a long sigh before resuming.

“Mentor I teach, there are three most important things to interact with a fighting wolf. First, we must give him the respect he deserves. Second, we need to know his background. And third, we must know what is most important to him.”

“From the three things, for the first point, it is not too difficult for me. So if Miss Ambar thinks that I'm afraid of Munding, I'm wrong."

"I gave him the respect he was supposed to get, as a fighter who could finish me off in seconds. Because it means I have to put myself in a position lower than him, because it is like that reality.”

“It doesn't make sense. He's a prisoner. You are the supervisor. Why do you have to respect it?” cut Ambar.

“Bu Ambar is wrong. In the eyes of people like Munding, things like rank, status, wealth, rank and such are nonsense. They do not think and logic according to the norms we use,” replied Bambang.

“Because that's why my Mentor told me to ask Munding directly, what's the most important thing in his life. The goal is only one, if we do not want to face him, never touch what Munding considers important.”

“What is most important to Munding?” asked Ambar curious, he did not realize that he no longer called Munding as a boy or snot boy anymore.

“I asked Munding directly what was most important to him. And he knows what I mean. At that time, Munding smiled as he replied, ‘Pak Bambang, the most important thing for me is only three, confidence, family and instinct’ it said.”

“Maybe for faith and family, I can understand. But for instinct? I don't understand the point at all,” cut Ambar looks a little confused.

“No. I don't understand at all,” said Bambang.

Ambar's face looked flushed, he was a little angry when Bambang bluntly said he did not understand. How dare a sergeant denounce his officers?

But before Ambar could say the words, Bambang cut him off, “Bu Ambar did not understand how important belief was to Munding or to other fighting wolves. If Bu Ambar understands, surely I will want to wait for Munding to finish the Ashar prayer earlier.”

Ambar recalled the incident and he was ashamed of himself.

“My agent, in the future, never hinder Munding to worship. Because that might be the only norm he considered worthy to believe his truth. And as long as he still holds firm to his religious norms, we can still use him to discuss with him.”

“If for a family point, I think Bu Ambar would understand. But if for the instinct point. It's actually very easy. It all depends on us. They, the fighting wolves that have passed the awakening stage, will have more sensitive instincts than normal people.”

“Even against the threat of danger to himself. That means, if such as Bu Ambar, have evil intentions towards Munding. You better keep your distance from him. Because it could be, he will kill Bu Ambar first because he feels the threat from Mother.”

Ambar's feathers goosebumps imagining he might be attacked by Munding. The photo in the prison had really shocked him. 17 people were sprawled by one young man. If Ambar becomes Munding's opponent, even with his black taekwondo belt, he is not sure if he can last more than a minute.

“There is still one more thing you haven't told me,” Ambar said.

“Background Munding!” ambar said firmly.

“I'm not sure if you want to know this,” said Bambang.

“I need all the information related to Munding, because he will get the assignment from Makodam in a long duration,” force Ambar.

“Alright then. It just so happened that four members of Yonif who were eyewitnesses that night Munding did his initiation. And I can get a detailed story about Munding from them,” said Bambang.

“Munding is a poor boy. Grade 4 Elementary, he lost his father. For 2 years she was bullied by her friends. In 6th grade, she was helped by someone who changed the course of her life, Izrail.”

“Izrail?” cut Ambar quickly.

“Bu Ambar may not know, but for us the field team, the name Izrail is a legend. And it was he who educated a fighter like Munding.”

“It only took four years for Munding to reach the awakening stage. He then decides to take revenge on his father's killer.”

“That night, Munding to his birth village. In the middle of the road he saves a girl who is being raped by a gang of young men. He beat them up and smashed **** their leader,” Bambang said.

Ambar nodded his head. Nothing special.

“Then he went to the house of his biological brother who turned out to have been the wife of his mother's affair who used to conspire with his biological mother to finish off Munding's father,” said Bambang.

“Wait, I did not catch the meaning of the sentence just now,” cut Ambar.

“Mother Munding cheated. He and his mistress conspired to kill Munding's father. Then the man who became his mother's mistress who later married Munding's older brother,” replied Bambang with language that might be easier to understand.

“Really, family relationships are really fucked up,” said Ambar could not bear to issue a mockery.

“Endingnya, Munding killed the man earlier, his birth mother, his older brother and the five thugs of their men.” said Bambang shorten the story.

“What? Munding killing his mother's infidelity is a natural thing. But he also killed his mother and his biological brother?” ambar said truly astonished.

“That's not all, Mom. The five poor thugs were killed by sharp weapons. But the three main characters were killed by being strangled by hand,” continued Bambang.

Bambang raised his own two hands and looked at it while muttering, “Mom can imagine what it would be like to finish off the life of his own biological mother with this hand. He felt him thrashing until his breath was gone and lifeless. From a body that feels warm and full of life, slowly become a stiff cold body in our grasp.”

Ambar subconsciously also looked into his two hands and imagined strangling his own Mama. My mother has always loved and loved him. Imagine Mama's life stretched out in her hands. And without him noticing, the tears melting on his cheeks were unbearable.

“Munding, what kind of monster are you?” only that sentence was ringing in Ambar's head.