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The Deadly Coffee Aroma
BRRRRRRRRRR!The sound of a helicopter shattered the stillness of the lush Amazon jungle, carrying Rizal, Ucok, and Nova into the heart of Brazil. The hot, humid air immediately engulfed them, bringing the scent of damp earth and exotic flora. Their mission: to stop a coffee cartel genetically modifying beans for mass euphoria—code-named “Euphoria Bean.”“Damn, bro. Is this a jungle or a coffee plantation?” Ucok grumbled, swatting bugs from his face. “I make good coffee, but I ain’t a botanist!”Rizal sighed and tightened his backpack straps. “This Euphoria Bean could be a global threat, Cok. Imagine if everyone gets addicted to it.”Nova, scanning the area with her portable scanner, frowned. “Strong signal nearby. They must have a hidden lab close.”Nightshade—the informant—had warned them that the cartel was led by a brilliant geneticist known only as The Alchemist, obsessed with creating “mass happiness” through coffee beans.They moved cautiously through the dense jungle, followin
The War of Senses and the True Aroma of Coffee
BZZZZZZZT! A strange light beamed from the handheld devices of Vincenzo’s “Elite Tasters,” casting a surreal glow on Rizal, Nova, and Ucok. The air inside the lab suddenly thickened, drenched in an overwhelming aroma of coffee—as if every scent of coffee in the world had been summoned to that very room. The tasters, who turned out to be not armed agents but highly trained sensory experts, approached with blank stares full of eerie focus, as if they were sniffing out the rarest aroma in existence.“They won’t fight physically,” Nova said, narrowing her eyes. “They’ll absorb your skill, Rizal. Extract your ‘Coffee Code’ through smell and taste.”“This is like… zombie coffee tasters!” Ucok cried, his expression caught between fear and disgust. “They wanna slurp the ‘Coffee Code’ straight from your brain, bro!”Vincenzo grinned with wicked satisfaction. “Exactly. Every barista has a unique ‘Coffee Code’ locked in their sensory memory. We’re going to extract it—and mass-replicate your skil
The Aroma of Coffee Behind Intrigue
KRING! KRING! The doorbell at "Kopi Medan Jaya" Cafe rang again, but this time it wasn't an alarm. The morning air of Medan was still cool, and the aroma of freshly brewed robusta coffee enveloped the cafe. Rizal, in his clean apron, wiped the bar counter. Ucok was busy arranging jars of cassava chips. Nova, on 'leave' from intelligence analysis, was enjoying a Kopi Tarik brewed by Rizal."So, Boss Vivaldi really retired from the mafia world?" Ucok asked, peeking from behind a stack of jars. "No more crazy Daruma projects?"Nova nodded, sipping her coffee. "As far as I know, Marco Vivaldi is serious about repenting. He even became a security advisor for the UN, channeling his knowledge of the underworld for good."Rizal smiled faintly. "Maybe he's tired of the intrigues and explosions. Or maybe, he knows life is more enjoyable with good coffee to savor."Suddenly, Rizal remembered the last message he received: "Your coffee is extraordinary, Barista. We will return with a special reque
The Final Moments in Daruma’s Bunker
BRAK! BRAK! BRAK! The steel bunker door shook violently, repeatedly struck by small explosions. Thin smoke seeped through the cracks, filling the air with the stench of gunpowder and rust. Rizal, Ucok, and Nova braced themselves, while Mr. Surya shut his eyes, focusing hard to recall the “Genesis Code.”“They’re using breaching charges!” Nova shouted, eyes fixed on the thermal imaging monitor. “This door won’t hold much longer.”“They want the Genesis Code, right?” Ucok gripped his rolling pin tightly. “I’ll teach them a lesson in brewing bitter coffee!”Rizal nodded, pistol aimed at the door. “Focus, Mr. Surya! We need that information before they break through!”Mr. Surya groaned, clutching his head. “I... I see it! It’s a pattern! Not data, not a file, but... a frequency! A frequency that links minds! Daruma called it The Collective Mind!”Nova gasped. “The Collective Mind? That’s more dangerous than we ever imagined! If The Legacy activates it, they could control the masses—entire
From Medan to the End of the World
RING! RING! The jingle of the cafe's doorbell echoed, accompanied by the strong aroma of robusta coffee permeating the air. Rizal, with his slicked-back hair and always neat batik shirt, skillfully prepared an order behind his prized espresso machine. "One more Medan Tarik Coffee!" he shouted, his voice hoarse from staying up late. He was no longer just a barista; he was a maestro behind every cup, serving coffee with the precision of a secret agent.Ucok, now the cafe's "operational manager" and Rizal's "spiritual advisor," busily wiped down tables in his relaxed style. "Easy, Zal, don't be so harsh. Our customers are mostly 'businessmen' with sensitive feelings," he whispered, glancing towards three men in black suits sitting in the corner, their eyes fixed on Rizal.Rizal's "Kopi Medan Jaya" cafe in downtown Medan had become their best hideout. After global adventures facing Daruma and international mafia intrigues, Rizal, Ucok, and Nova agreed to 'disappear' from the radar. Nova w
Mafia Reunion
BRRRRT! BRRRRT! Ucok's phone vibrated again, this time amidst the sound of crashing waves on a remote, unknown beach. He glanced at Rizal and Nova, who were busy observing the dense jungle around them. After receiving a special "invitation" from Marco Vivaldi, the now 'reformed' Architect, the three of them, accompanied by Pak Surya who decided to join "for national security," boarded a luxurious private jet to a deserted island in the Pacific."Okay, Cok, pick up the phone. We don't want this newly reformed mafia boss to get cranky if the rendang is late," Nova said, squinting through the thick foliage. The air on the island felt humid and heavy.Ucok answered the phone, his face a bit tense. "Yo, Boss Vivaldi! The rendang is in hand, ready to be served. What's the problem now in this tropical paradise?"Marco Vivaldi's voice was clear, though with a hint of worry. "Chef, good that you've arrived. The feast will begin soon. But there's... a slight change of plans.""What change? Don'
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