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Cold-Blooded Barista Certainty
Ucok was still grumbling in frustration. His eyes glanced at Rizal, who now sat with an unreadable expression. Maya clenched her fists, trying to contain her emotions. Budi remained quiet, but the way he bit his lip showed that he was deep in thought.Bang Sam leaned back in his chair, letting out a long sigh. "So, are we really just letting you go alone, Zal?"Rizal didn’t answer immediately. He knew this was a trap. Leonard wasn’t the kind of man to let things go this easily. But there was one thing they didn’t realize—he never walked in without a backup plan."I have to go," Rizal finally said.Ucok slammed his hand on the table. "Damn it! Do you think we’re just going to sit here sipping coffee while you walk alone into the lion’s den? No, Zal! We started this together, and we’ll finish it together!"Maya nodded quickly. "Ucok is right. I can’t just sit here while Dinda is in danger."Rizal glanced at his watch. "I know you all care. But we have to be smart about this. If we rush
Cold-Blooded Barista Rescue
Rizal stood tall in the middle of the room, staring at Leonard with sharp eyes. Behind him, two armed men stood guard, ensuring he couldn’t escape. Dinda, still tied to a chair, squirmed, trying to free herself.Leonard smirked casually, but his eyes were full of calculation. “You know, Rizal, I’ve always admired people who stay calm in dangerous situations. But unfortunately, that kind of bravery often leads to death.”Rizal grinned. “I also admire people who are overly confident. They usually don’t realize they’re walking into a trap.”Leonard raised an eyebrow. “Oh? What do you mean?”Suddenly, the lights in the warehouse flickered before going completely out. The atmosphere turned pitch dark. The sound of scuffling feet and panicked whispers filled the room.“Damn it! What’s happening?” One of the guards behind Rizal quickly turned on a flashlight, only to find thick smoke beginning to fill the room.Ucok, who had been hiding on the warehouse roof, acted immediately. He tossed sev
Cold-Blooded Barista The Second Trap
The car sped through the dark streets. Maya was behind the wheel, while Rizal sat in the passenger seat, still holding his gun. Ucok and Dinda were in the back seat, still catching their breath after the warehouse incident."How's Bang Sam?" Rizal asked, glancing back.Ucok pressed the button on the small radio they carried. "Bang Sam, are you still there?"Bang Sam’s voice came through, slightly broken. "I managed to get out, but there are two cars tailing me! I need backup at the rendezvous point!"Maya immediately pressed the gas pedal harder. "How long until we get there?"Rizal glanced at the GPS on the dashboard. "Ten minutes."Dinda still looked shocked, but her voice remained steady. "Do we have a plan?"Ucok smirked. "If you ask Rizal, the plan is simple: punch first, think later.""Ucok!" Rizal shot him a glare.Ucok chuckled but stayed serious. "Okay, okay. We can use our usual tactic—set a trap."Maya nodded. "We’ll lead them to the narrow alley behind the old market. If w
Cold-Blooded Barista The Final Hunt
The silence after the fight didn’t last long. Rizal knew they couldn’t waste a second. Leonard was still out there, and he wouldn’t sit still after losing his men.Maya reloaded her gun, her expression unreadable. "We need to move now. If we wait, Leonard will regroup."Ucok wiped the sweat off his forehead. "I hate to say this, but she’s right. I’d rather end this tonight than wake up tomorrow with a knife at my throat."Dinda was already on her laptop, hacking into the security cameras around the city. "Give me a few minutes. I’ll find him."Rizal took a deep breath, feeling the weight of the moment. They had been through so much—ambushes, betrayals, near-death encounters. But now, it was clear. This was the final stretch.A sudden notification popped up on Dinda’s screen. "Found him!"Everyone immediately gathered around."He’s at an abandoned shipyard near the docks. Looks like he brought reinforcements." Dinda zoomed in on the footage. Several black SUVs were parked near a massiv
Cold-Blooded Barista Duel
The night air at the shipyard was filled with the sound of footsteps and the clanking of metal. Rizal and his team moved swiftly, weaving through the narrow passageways between towering, rusted containers. They knew this was the endgame. There would be no second chances.Maya tucked her gun into her back holster and tightened her gloves. “So, are we going in quietly or just crashing the party?”Ucok, as usual, chuckled. “You know I always prefer loud.”Dinda’s voice came through their earpieces. “I’ve hacked into their security system. There are about eight men inside the main building, not including Leonard. Be careful.”Rizal nodded. “Alright. We go in from two directions. Ucok and I will take the front, Maya goes through the roof.”Without another word, they split up.Leonard stood before a wooden table cluttered with maps and documents, his expression calm despite the growing anxiety among his men.“Boss, they’re inside,” one of his men reported.Leonard only smirked. “Let them com
Cold-Blooded Barista Fire in the Darkness
The clang of bullets hitting old metal echoed through the warehouse. Rizal and Ucok took cover behind a stack of wooden crates, their edges worn and rotting with age. The damp scent of wood mixed with machine oil and the acrid stench of gunpowder filled the air.At the top of a rusted iron staircase, Leonard stood calmly. A sly smirk curled on his lips as he casually spun his pistol, as if this whole situation was nothing more than a game to him."You really think you can win, Rizal?" Leonard’s voice rang out. "I’ve been expecting you. I knew you’d come."Ucok glanced at Rizal, unimpressed. "Bro, I don’t like how he talks. Can we slap him first before we start fighting?""Focus, Cok," Rizal muttered, his eyes scanning their surroundings. More than a dozen of Leonard’s men were closing in, each armed to the teeth.Suddenly—CREEAAAKA door on the upper floor creaked open.Maya.From the shadows, she stepped forward, her gun raised. Her movements were steady and calculated, her aim lock
Cold-Blooded Barista Coffee and Bullets
The night sky in Medan looked overcast. The streetlights flickered dimly, adding to the gloomy atmosphere in the narrow alley where Rizal and Ucok were hiding. The sound of a patrol car roared in the distance, making Rizal even more alert. He glanced at Ucok, who was busy munching on peanuts."Can't you be serious for a second?" Rizal whispered sharply.Ucok looked at him with a blank expression. "What? I'm hungry, Zal. Besides, if we die later, at least I won't die hungry."Rizal sighed. Since when did Ucok become so casual about life-and-death situations? But that's how his friend was—more joking than helping.Suddenly, the sound of footsteps approached. Rizal pressed himself against the wall, his eyes watching the moving shadow at the end of the alley. Ucok was still busy chewing, but finally put his peanuts away when he realized the situation was getting tense."We have to go," Rizal whispered.Ucok nodded. "Let's go, before they realize we're still here."However, before they cou
Cold-Blooded Barista Never Ending Troubles
Ucok was still busy boasting about his so-called heroic act. He walked with his chest puffed out like a hero who had just saved the world."Zal, did you see me back there? Just like in an action movie! Threw a rock, and boom—enemy ran away! This is pure talent, man."Rizal just snorted. "Your so-called talent is causing trouble, not being a hero."Ucok chuckled. "Well, the important thing is we're safe, right?"They walked through the now-quiet alley. The streetlights flickered, adding to the eerie atmosphere. Rizal scanned their surroundings, making sure no one was following them.Ucok, still holding the gun he had snatched from the tattooed man, started playing with it. He mimicked a cop from the movies, pointing the weapon in the air and shouting, "Freeze! Police!"Rizal immediately smacked his hand. "Oi! Put that away. You want us to get arrested for real?"Ucok pouted. "Relax, Zal. I’m just practicing."Rizal took a deep breath. Dealing with Ucok was exhausting, but at the same t
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War in the Heart of Kalimantan
The black helicopter cut through the Kalimantan afternoon sky, piercing the thin mist that hung over the expanse of tropical rainforest. Inside, Rizal, Nova, Maya, and Ucok sat in silence. There was no laughter. No jokes. Only the sound of the rapidly spinning propeller and the echo of heartbeats in each of their chests.Ucok looked out the window. "If we die here, our bodies will be eaten by monitor lizards, right?"Maya flicked his head. "What monitor lizard would want to eat brains as thin as yours?"Rizal stared at the tablet screen. Satellite imagery showed the movement of a convoy of armored vehicles moving from a secret base towards an old mining area that had been abandoned since the New Order era."That's where Black Moon hides his weapons and biotechnology experiments," Rizal explained. "We have to get in before dusk. He'll send everything abroad tonight."Nova turned on her seatbelt and checked the bullets in her long-barreled rifle. "This isn't just an ambush. It's an exte
Hammer
The ceiling collapsed.One swing from that metal-masked monster's hammer was enough to turn the seventh floor into a battlefield. Flashes of gunfire ripped through the air like wild lightning. The marble floor cracked, dust filled the air. The world turned gray—the stench of gunpowder, blood, and death mingled into one.Rizal leaped to the side, dodging a second hammer swing that slammed into the long dining table, sending it splintering.Ucok yelled, "Is that a hammer or a meteor, bastard!"Nova crouched behind a statue of a Greek god, firing two tungsten-coated bullets into the monster's body. A metallic clang echoed, but the figure only flinched slightly."The bullets bounced off?! Is he wearing armor?!""He's not human," Rizal muttered. "That's one of the 'Six Shadow Hands'... they named him: Kladivo."Maya sprinted along the side of the room, kicking a chair towards Kladivo as a distraction, then opened a briefcase containing magnetic grenades. Without hesitation, she threw one a
Seventh Floor Plan
Their footsteps echoed through the damp, graffiti-smeared concrete corridors beneath Jakarta—a part of the city so deeply buried in secrets, not even Google Maps dared to guess its layout. This wasn't just a forgotten tunnel. This was a city beneath the city—where history's rot had been shoved, locked away, and left to fester.Rizal walked at the front, his hand never far from the concealed pistol under his jacket. Behind him, Nova swept a thermal scanner left to right, tracking temperature anomalies—watching for ambushes. And Ucok? He chewed gum loudly while shining his flashlight at the walls.“If a rat the size of a cat jumps out, I’m out,” he muttered.“Ucok,” Nova snapped. “Keep it down.”“I’m just saying... this looks like a zombie movie set. Or one of those indie films with ambiguous endings where no one explains anything.”“You’ve been watching too much Netflix,” Maya muttered from behind.The team halted at a massive iron door. Red digital numbers flickered above it: FLOOR 7.
The Shadow Over Ubud
The morning mist still clung to the Ubud valley, shrouding the ruins of the old temple where they had finished off Kaspar's remaining forces the night before. The dried blood on the black stone floor stood as a silent witness that the war was not over—it had only just begun anew.Rizal stood silently at the edge of the suspension bridge, watching the river below flow slowly, as if mocking all the human chaos above. In his hand, he twirled a last unused bullet, as if weighing who deserved it next.Nova approached, still clutching the fresh bandage on her arm. "One by one they fall, but the main one hasn't shown himself.""The Shadow," Rizal murmured without turning. "That's what they call him. A new head with no name. No face."Heavy footsteps sounded from behind. Ucok appeared carrying a box of nasi jinggo. His face was tired, but his goofy smile remained. "You know... I just realized something."Rizal raised an eyebrow. "What?""We're like the main characters in a cheap action movie.
The Unquenchable Fire
Ucok stood frozen at the harbor, his eyes fixed on the churning sea. Denpasar still smoldered behind them, cold corpses scattered like dominoes struck by a sledgehammer. In his hand, a pistol with only one bullet left. In his heart, a rage that burned like embers constantly fanned by the winds of betrayal.Nova sat not far away, a gunshot wound on her shoulder crudely bandaged, her lips pale. But her eyes still blazed—as they always did.Maya was busy hacking the only laptop salvaged from the burned-out headquarters.Rizal? His whereabouts were unknown. He was last seen chasing Kaspar towards the pier, and had vanished since."If this is life," Ucok muttered softly, "I want a refund."Nova gave a weak smirk. "You'll have to email God first, Cok. But make sure the subject line is in all caps."Ucok chuckled softly, but the sound was like the scrape of a dented can lid—hollow and bitter.Suddenly, Maya lifted her head from the screen. "I found his trail," she said quickly. "Kaspar is he
The Final Step Above Embers
The sound of shoe soles striking the underground concrete floor echoed like the relentless ticking of time. Thump. Thump. Thump. Rizal walked at the forefront, his body as taut as a violin string stretched to its breaking point. Behind him, Ucok, Nova, and Maya followed, each with a sharp gaze and faces etched with old wounds.Ucok, clutching the short firearm he had named "Little Trouble Maker," whispered softly, "Are you sure about this way, Zal? If this is a trap, we could end up as mafia shish kebab."Rizal didn't answer. But his eyes were fixed on the large metal door standing at the end of the corridor. Behind it, he believed, lay the truth. And perhaps blood.Nova, with his characteristic nonchalant style, said, "If this is the end, make sure I die in style. I don't want to perish in an ugly pose."Maya patted his shoulder. "Relax, I'll make sure you look like a criminal magazine model."Ucok grinned. "'The Last Woman Laughing at Hell.' Suits you."The door wasn't locked. Rizal
Crazy Clash in the Underground Hell
Darkness enveloped the room.Nova gripped her pistol tightly, her heart pounding wildly in her ears."The lights are flickering like they can't decide if they want to live or die," Ucok whispered behind Nova. "Is this a mafia bunker or a haunted house?""Focus, Cok!" Rizal replied in a low voice.Suddenly—small flashlights from the enemies' helmets flickered on one by one, like demonic eyes appearing all around them."Just say it's zombie cosplay," Ucok hissed, cocking his pistol.Nova moved first. She ducked and fired accurately at one helmet—thwack—the light went out along with a short scream. Instantly, a hail of bullets returned fire.The three of them scattered. Gunshots echoed wildly in the darkness. Muzzle flashes illuminated fleeting glimpses of hate-filled faces.Ucok rolled on the floor, seeking cover behind a cracked concrete pillar."I swear, Rizal, after this we're opening a satay business. This job is too heart-stopping!" Ucok yelled while firing blindly."If it's satay,
The Blood War Above Jakarta
The whirring of helicopters shook the Jakarta night. Under the dim moonlight, Nova, Rizal, and Ucok looked up, holding their breath. The figure in the helicopter was no ordinary threat. It was Dimas Arta—their former ally who had disappeared during the big clash at the harbor. Now, he stood on the enemy's side.Nova clenched her fist. "I have to end this now."Without a word, Dimas jumped down using a cable from the helicopter, landing with precision on the wet asphalt. His right hand held an automatic rifle, his left hand pointed at Nova as if challenging her to a duel."Dare to face me, Nova!" Dimas shouted, his voice loud enough to overcome the roar of the helicopter propellers.Ucok gritted his teeth. "Let me finish him, Nova."Nova raised her hand, stopping Ucok. "This is my business."The humid Jakarta air felt even heavier. Everything seemed to stop. Even the remnants of the Black Order's men who had attacked earlier now stood in a circle, watching the bloody duel that was abou
Blood Oath on the Streets
Amid the downpour that blurred his vision, Nova stared straight ahead. His mind fixated on one thing he had never imagined – his older brother, whom he believed had died in the Black Order's attack years ago, was alive and part of the organization that controlled fear in Jakarta."This can't be happening. I have to know why he's doing this," Nova muttered to himself, feeling confused and angry.With determined steps, he moved through the crowd, following a trail that would uncover all the secrets.However, he knew that each step also meant danger drawing closer. The enemy would not let them proceed so easily.The night deepened in Jakarta, the streets began to empty, with only the roar of vehicle engines and the soft patter of rain audible. Nova's car sped along the wet road, creating ripples of water behind it. Inside the car, Rizal sat beside him, his gaze blank, as if unsure what to say."So... the older brother is still alive? Why is he here?" Rizal finally asked, breaking the sil