Terribly, the road that once echoed with laughter suddenly filled with tension as King Achap and Felix found themselves fighting seriously on the way, with their friend’s stubborn Donkey and the towering figure everyone jokingly called King Kong caught in the middle. What began as a simple journey turned into chaos when pride, misunderstanding, and fear collided under the burning afternoon sun.
King Achap, known for his fiery temper, believed Felix had mocked his leadership. Felix, quick-witted but careless with words, laughed it off, not realizing how deeply Achap’s honor was wounded. Their voices grew louder, footsteps heavier, and soon the argument exploded into a real fight. Dust rose as fists clenched and harsh words flew like arrows.
In the confusion, the Donkey brayed loudly, panicked by the sudden violence. It kicked the ground and pulled the rope, trying to escape the noise. At the same time, King Kong—their massive, muscular companion with a gentle heart—stepped forward. Though his name sounded frightening, he hated conflict. He beat his chest not in anger, but as a warning, hoping to stop the madness before someone was hurt.
But the narrow road allowed no easy escape. King Achap slipped, Felix stumbled, and the Donkey nearly ran into them both. For a moment, everything seemed terribly out of control. Then King Kong stood firmly between them, spreading his arms wide. His presence was powerful, commanding silence.
Breathing heavily, Achap and Felix finally saw the danger they had created. The Donkey calmed, and the road grew quiet again. Shame replaced anger. They realized that friendship, once broken, is harder to fix than any wound from a fight.
Slowly, apologies were exchanged. The journey continued, not with laughter, but with reflection. On that road, they learned that uncontrolled anger can turn even friends into enemies—and that true strength lies in stopping a fight, not winning it.
