KELANA

KELANA
20.


Risnaldi's feet trembled to the point of not being able to step even if only a step.


He just turned his head towards Mumu helplessly.


Mumu calmly looked at Amran and her comrades instantly took a circular position, surrounding the two of them.


'Ten people' Mumu counting in heart. From the way they acted Mumu could tell Amran and his comrades were already used to fighting in groups.


"You're Amran?" Mumu looked at the proud young man who was standing about five steps away from her.


"If it is......?"


"Your...!!!"


Amran had not yet finished his words, a raw bogem hitting his face.


Amran was pushed back three steps.


He had not had time to balance himself, back punches and kicks hit his body.


Amran could only grimace in enduring the pain.


The words of mockery that were ready to be thrown from his mouth changed with a hiss of pain.


That event happened too quickly. So that Amran's friends just silently gawk without being able to do anything.


Now they look at Mumu in a different way. There was a trace of fear in their eyes.


Amran is not the strongest among them. But being able to attack Amran so quickly and casually without Amran being able to retaliate at all, it was clear the young man before them could not be underestimated at all.


They're lyrically interlocking. As agreed, without warning they simultaneously attacked toward Mumu. Some attack towards his head, neck, stomach even a kick pointing to the crotch.


The current Mumu is not the old Mumu who can only run away from the crackle of his enemies.


Ever since he was with his daily training routine, his martial arts had already far advanced forward.


Without experiencing any difficulties at all, Mumu managed to avoid and fend off every attack that came in a row and even retaliated.


The movement is fast and accurate. His martial arts seemed to come out just like that without thinking.


Maybe this is what is said by science that has ingrained in one's body so that with reflexes will come out on their own according to the circumstances.


Shortly thereafter came back the sound of hissing in pain.


There were even some among them who screamed bitterly because their hands and feet immediately sprained by the attack of Mumu.


Mumu was a little stunned by the attack. He did not expect the results of his training so far would be as good as that.


Even more shocked was Risnaldi. His mouth was agape at the greatness of Mumu.


So wide his mouth is open if inserted ball casti can be ascertained will enter.


But who would bother to carry the ball everywhere while waiting for someone's mouth wide open to insert the ball into his mouth. Less work name.


Mumu walked towards Amran, as her comrades gave way without warning.


They had already suffered enough from this young man's attack and they were not bod*h enough to add to their suffering.


While Amran was still sitting on the ground, his face was a little pale.


"What do you want?"


Without answering Amran's question, Mumu waved her hand at Risnaldi, "Here, Nal!"


Risnaldi approached with those heavy footsteps.


"You can repay him for what he did." Mumu.


Risnaldi's eyes sparkled, "Really?" Risnaldi rubbed his fat fist.


"Don't try to get close!" Threaten Amran with half-angry half-fear face.


"Review if you dare I report to my brother. My brother's a market thug." Threaten him while taking two steps back.


Risnaldi hesitated a little but Mumu immediately said, "Do it fast, Nal! You don't have to be afraid. If his brother wants revenge, he can meet me directly."


After getting assurances from Mumu, Risnaldi immediately put fists, scratches and covets all over Amran's body.


Amran can only curse with a vengeful heart. He did not dare to fight at all. Not afraid of this fat who does not berg*na but horrified Mumu.


Along the way back to the Minimarket, Risnaldi was unceasingly laughing happily at the incident.


"You saw his face, didn't you, Mumu? Red was extinguished with anger because I hit it so many times." Risnaldi blabbed proudly.


Mumu just shook her head to see the behavior of this friend.


"Your mother is called Boss Akiong to her room." A voice greeted him as Mamu parked his bike while Risnaldi was already running happily into the Minimarket.


"What's the boss calling me, Rat?"


Ratih shook his head in a sign of not understanding.


"You're done if I let you go?"


"If that one had. Had it not been told, the boss usually does not care much, which is important that our work is done." Ratna.


"OK then. I'm going first. Thank you, yeah." Mumu also passed leaving Ratna who still seemed to think.


"Tok..."


"Lake in!" sounds from within.


Mumu also entered immediately after first closing the door again.


Boss Akiong's room wasn't too big. It is only 2x1 meters.


This room is also rarely occupied because usually Boss Akiong rarely stay here. Heard the news of his efforts a lot so he could not focus on keeping at this Minimarket only.


"You're Mumu huh?"


"Yes, Boss."


"Please sit down, Mumu." Boss Akiong looked at Mumu from across the table. He took out a thin, white envelope and thrust it towards Mumu.


"This is your salary while working here. Not much, because you haven't worked here for a long time. This is your last day working here. So from tomorrow onwards you don't have to come anymore."


Your heart beats faster. His face changed slightly, "But why, Boss? What's my fault?"


"Yes up to me dong. Want me to stop want me to tell you to work here, that's my authority. You have no right to ask."


"But, Boss, please give me a reason why I was dismissed unilaterally."


"SPRAKE...!!!" Boss Akiong kicked down the table, "So you dare to question my credibility? Get out now! I don't want a brash employee like you!"


Mumu took her breath slowly to withstand the growing emotional turmoil.


After he could control his anger, Mumu said, "Well then, Boss. Thank you for your trust all along." Without picking up the envelope containing his salary which was only a few days working here, Mumu went straight outside.


His face is a little gloomy. But he tried to calm himself.


"Mumu, here eat fried food. I treat. As a form of thanksgiving." Shouted Risnaldi who was eating beside the warehouse. Some of his friends including Ratih were there.


In order for her friends to be unsuspecting, Mumu plucked one and said, "I can't stay for long. I gotta go. Boss told me to do something, so I'll rarely be here."


"Do what?" Ratih was a little suspicious because he assumed Mumu was a little moody.


"Confidential duty. I'll go first, guys." Without waiting for their approval, Mumu immediately left without looking back.


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He was walking leisurely in the garden behind his house. Sometimes he smiled to himself with a reddened face from puffiness.