Munding - Legend of the Wolf Fighter
Chapter 85 - Mourning
“Long, tell Wowo tomorrow night week I want to take him out,” said Munding.
A Long look a little confused, “mau where Boss?” asked A Long with a curious face.
Indeed, this reliable business candidate is good at taking every opportunity. After Munding attacked Sriwijaya High School alone and made their two schools reconcile, he quickly changed his call to Munding.
And either way since when, every lunch A Long always seja with Amel and Munding.
“To Citra's birthday,” Munding replied.
Amel who had just listened to the chat they both felt a little curious to hear the name Wowo and Citra, “so temen you want to invite that Wowo huh? What kid is he? How come Amel never shakes?”
A Long look at Amel with a strange eye view, “lu have not seen the video of Munding attacking Srivijaya, Mel?” ask A Long.
“Udah anyway,” Amel then glanced towards Munding, “kou kok not cool so anyway picnic? Yesterday the same time Bram was another, this is the same SMK Sriwijaya children like a child fight,” protest Amel.
Munding just smiled thinly, not much, ntar Nurul jealous.
“Nah si Wowo tu, his dedengkot aka the Mbahurekso SMK Srivijaya. The barren student,” A Long explained.
“Seriously you want to tag him?” amel asked Munding who was next to him.
Munding nodded his head.
“Gue how's boss? Also come?” ask A Long.
“As far as possible, the Citra also does not give a limit on how many people can join,” said Munding but while smiling inwardly, let's see what you're planning to do if I make a lot of friends.
“I'll come too if so,” said Fariz who suddenly sat next to A Long.
“I came too, let rame,” sound from under their table.
When the four people on the table looked down, they found Rin sitting cross-legged while enjoying the fried chicken in her hand.
How'd that one kid get there?
“OK, if so, deal huh?” said A Long excitedly.
Fariz glared towards A Long, “your boss huh?”
A Long shook his head slowly.
“Terupon you guys,” said Munding who was greeted with applause and shouts from his classmates.
Munding also never expected, in just about a month, of the five people who used to emit hostile intent when he introduced himself as a new student first, now three of them can sit down and joke with him.
Therefore, Munding knew, if the enemy he would face and had arranged all the plans involving Citra and her birthday must be one among Bram or Rey.
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“Munding, you can drive a car right?” ask Amel that night.
Or at least, by dressing up as beautiful as possible, Amel can reduce the levels of Munding village that is next to it. Wkwkwk.
Amel wore an elegant dark red minimalist dress with a hemisphere on his chest slightly low. Fortunately the dress did not hang above the thighs but down to the ankles.
There was no jewelry on Amel's body, just a G-Shock sports watch in red and a small necklace out of nowhere, it was sparkling white, not golden yellow, adorned his white neck and level.
Amel tried to look beautiful but did not want to look menor, so she used thin makeup and just enough. He wore small piercings on both of his ears that were in the shape of small jasmine flowers.
A small black bag and high heels in red and black accompanied Amel's modest dress-up tonight. But when she walked to the back pavilion and saw Munding's makeup, it was almost as if Amel was ruffling his own hair.
Munding was plain-clothed, a plain black t-shirt and a black seamless cloth trousers as well. Munding only wore a flip-flop brand Swallow for 16 thousand rupiah on his legs that are dark green. There were no watches, bags or accessories on Munding's body.
Amel looked at Munding from the tip of the foot to the tip of the hair, then back again from the tip of the hair to the tip of the foot, “where are you going?” Amel forgot that he was questioning Munding.
“Ke Citra birthday,” replied Munding slowly, not as flat as before when first interacting with Amel.
“Ke Citra birthday or want MELAYAT??” Amel shouted his last words to Munding's face.
“Replace, just change! Amel does not want if you wear rich clothes gini,” cried Amel at the Munding pavilion, fortunately not connect with the main house, can be surprised by the residents of Broto Suseno's house that laen if Amel shouted.
“Mel, I'm your bodyguard. I'm coming to protect you. Black color is suitable for use at night because of the dark atmosphere. Disguised body movements and enemies are also difficult to see,” explained Munding.
“Iya. Whore. Amel understood, all for the sake of Amel's safety. But it doesn't have to be gini. I'm here with Amel,” said Amel while pulling Munding's hand.
Munding looked a little hesitant, not because of the matter of his clothes, but because Amel withdrew his hand. Not mahram, are they? A name reappeared on Munding's head. Nurain.
Munding removed his hand from Amel's grip. Amel was surprised, but only for a moment. After that, Amel again walked and asked Munding to follow him.
Shortly afterwards Amel and Munding came to a room that was not so large in size but the contents were clothes, shoes and other apparel. Amel looks busy unpacking here and there, after which he finds a jacket with a dark blue jumper and attaches it to Munding's body.
“Hold this,” said Amel, before long, Amel was again busy looking for something else in the small room, after which he found a sneaker and gave it to Munding.
“Use this,” says Amel.
This time Munding obeyed Amel's words and wore a dark blue jumper and shoes given by Amel just now. Munding's plain black t-shirt was clearly covered and her Swallow flip-flops were gone somewhere. Munding looks a lot more mending than makeup ‘melayat’nya just now.
Amel smiled after seeing Munding wearing a jumper and his shoes just now, “yuk, leaving,” take Amel.
A few moments later, Amel stopped and turned his body, “tadi Amel nanya right, Munding can bring a car?”
Munding shook his head.
“Motor?” asked Amel who was answered with a nod of the head by Munding.
“Duck, matic or moge?” ask Amel again.
“Duck or matic aja,” replied Munding.
Amel smiled then nodded his head, “ya already we naek motor aja.”
