All Chapters of Cold-Blooded Barista: Chapter 81
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Trap in the Belly of Hell
Cold-Blooded Barista/Abu Ulfah
Rizal and Ucok plummeted into darkness. They didn't know how deep the hole was, but it felt like falling forever.THUMP!Rizal landed first, his body hitting the concrete floor hard. For a moment, the world spun before he could refocus.Ucok landed right next to him, groaning and wriggling. "Dude... I think my tailbone just moved addresses."Rizal grunted, trying to get up despite his body feeling crushed. He looked around. They were now in a dark room, lit only by dim, flickering red lights.Ucok rubbed his face, then looked up. "Looks like we can't climb back up."Rizal snorted. "Yeah, I can see that too."Ucok stared at him. "Why do we always fall into trouble?"Before Rizal could answer, the sound of a moving mechanism echoed.Click. Click. Click.Ucok turned quickly. "Dude... what's that sound?"Suddenly, from the darkness, a large iron door opened. Cold air rushed in, followed by the sound of heavy footsteps dragging something behind it.Rizal and Ucok immediately went on alert.
Iron Mask
Cold-Blooded Barista/Abu Ulfah
The heavy footsteps grew closer. The sound of rough breathing accompanied the presence of something lurking in the dark.Ucok gripped Rizal's shoulder. "Dude... if this is a jumpscare, I'm going to take a rain check."Rizal stepped forward, trying to peer into the darkness. "Get ready. Whatever's here, we'll face it together."Suddenly, the dim lights in the room flickered, revealing a tall, large figure with a face covered by an iron mask. He carried a giant, blood-soaked hammer.Maya sobbed. "Not him again..."Satria took a step back, his eyes filled with fear. "He guards this door."Ucok grinned despite the sweat dripping from his temples. "Wow, dude, I think we should sign up for life insurance before continuing."The figure stepped forward, raising his hammer. In an instant, he swung his weapon at Rizal.CRASH!Rizal jumped to the side, the hammer hitting the floor and causing a large crack.Ucok screamed. "Dude! I'm not ready to die young!"Maya pulled Rian's hand. "We have to f
The Explosion
Cold-Blooded Barista/Abu Ulfah
Ucok froze in place. His mouth gaped open, but no words came out.Maya frowned, trying to make sure her eyes weren't deceiving her. "No way..."In front of them, in the middle of a room filled with flickering monitors, someone sat casually. A small smile played on his lips, his gaze calm—too calm for someone who shouldn't have been there.Raka.Rizal felt his heart drop. Raka was supposed to be… dead.Satria took a step back. "This doesn't make sense. I saw it myself… he—""—died?" Raka finished the sentence with a laid-back tone, then chuckled. "I thought so too."Ucok, usually the chatterbox, could only stare in fear. "Dude… this isn't the Raka we know, right?"Rizal tightened his grip on the iron pipe in his hand. "What happened to you?"Raka stood up slowly, raising his hands as if to calm them. "A lot has happened since we last met, Zal. And I have to say… I'm really enjoying this game."Maya stepped forward. "Game? This isn't a game, Raka! We almost died multiple times!"Raka sm
The Game's Not Over
Cold-Blooded Barista/Abu Ulfah
Ucok was still gasping for breath as they ran from the crumbling building. The wail of police sirens grew louder, mixing with the thumping of helicopter blades overhead."Where do we go now?" Maya asked, her voice barely audible over the din.Rizal scanned their surroundings. The streets were deserted, but there was nowhere safe to hide."We need a vehicle," Satria said. "If we stay here, we'll get caught."Ucok pointed to an old van parked across the street. "How about we… 'borrow' that?"Satria raised an eyebrow. "You can hotwire it?"Ucok chuckled. "Not just 'can,' bro. It's a hidden talent."They dashed to the van. Ucok pulled something from his pocket—a thin wire that he quickly used to pick the lock. In seconds, the engine roared to life.Maya stared at him. "Since when are you a criminal mastermind?"Ucok grinned. "Since today. Now get in before we're spotted."They all piled into the van, and Rizal slammed his foot on the gas. Tires screeched on the asphalt as they sped away f
Shadows on the Verge of War
Cold-Blooded Barista/Abu Ulfah
The night air was thick and humid, smelling of damp earth and crushed leaves under their shoes. Ren's hideout was far from any sign of civilization, surrounded by a forest lit only by the pale moonlight. The trees loomed like giant figures keeping watch, their shadows dancing across the ground as a gentle breeze stirred.Inside the house, the atmosphere was completely different. The glow from the computer screens cast dim reflections on their faces, highlighting the tension hanging in the air. Maya was still focused on the digital map displayed on the large screen, her fingers tracing the lines connecting the red dots."Each of these dots is one of their small bases," Ren said, his voice low and measured. "They've got underground bunkers, weapon stockpiles, and a communication network that's almost impossible to break."Ucok leaned back in his chair, rubbing his face with both hands. "We're not exactly secret agents, you know. We're just… people who happened to be in the wrong place a
Shadows Beneath the City
Cold-Blooded Barista/Abu Ulfah
The night deepened, but the city streets were still alive with neon lights and the glare of relentless traffic. From a distance, skyscrapers loomed like watchful giants. Yet, behind that dazzling facade, darkness lurked in narrow alleys, under overpasses, and in dimly lit backstreets.In one of those alleys, Rizal and the others crouched behind a pile of old wooden crates, observing their target building from afar. The old structure looked ordinary from the outside—dull, covered in graffiti, its wooden windows appearing fragile. But beneath that simple facade, they knew something bigger, more dangerous, lay hidden.Maya tightened her jacket. The night air felt colder than usual, or perhaps it was just the tension that ran through her veins. "We go in from the back?" she asked softly.Ren nodded. "The security system at the front is tighter. I can disable some of the sensors, but we need to move fast before they realize something's wrong."Ucok took a deep breath. "This is crazy. But I
Footprints in the Corridor of Death
Cold-Blooded Barista/Abu Ulfah
The silence hung in the air, heavier than ever before. Their breaths were faint in the darkness, as if the narrow walls of the corridor greedily absorbed every sound. Click... click... The old light on the ceiling flickered weakly, creating shadows that seemed to move on their own.Rizal's eyes remained locked on the man before them. There was something in the way the man stood – calm, confident, as if he had known them for a long time. There was no smile on his face, only a flat expression that made the surrounding air feel even more oppressive.Thump... thump... The man's boots creaked on the damp concrete floor, creating a slow rhythm that made time seem to crawl."You've entered a place you shouldn't have," he finally said, his voice deep and vibrating like thunder held back in a cloudy sky.Ucok chuckled, though it was clear there was tension behind it. "Well, we do tend to do that."The man stopped, his eyes narrowing. "And usually, people like you don't leave here alive."Rizal
A Trap Within a Trap
Cold-Blooded Barista/Abu Ulfah
Crack—zzzt…“You think you can run?”The voice pierced Ren's ears, sending shivers down his spine. Rizal paused briefly, his chest heaving, his mind racing.Up above, a silhouette stood on the edge of the building's roof. The dim city lights were just enough to outline his figure—upright, unyielding, like a predator enjoying its prey's panic.Ucok, who usually had a ridiculous comment for any situation, could only swallow hard. “You know, Zal? Usually, I'd say this is like an action movie… But I don't like that we're the ones playing the parts.”Ren quickly pulled Rizal and Ucok back into the narrow alley, trying to find an escape route. However, before they could move any further—BOOM!An explosion shook the ground behind them. Black smoke billowed, accompanied by flying concrete shards. The heat from the blast wave hit their backs, forcing them to run even faster.Thwack! Thwack!Gunshots echoed from various directions. Bullets hit the walls around them, creating small sparks from
A Night of Snares
Cold-Blooded Barista/Abu Ulfah
The night air felt heavy, like each breath they took was laced with an unseen threat. The dim streetlights cast an eerie glow on the glistening, wet asphalt, reflecting their running shadows.Tap! Tap! Tap!Their footsteps echoed loudly in the damp, narrow alley, filled with the sharp scent of rusting iron. Ren nearly slipped on a dark puddle, but Rizal caught her arm, yanking her back."You want to fall into the arms of death?!" Rizal hissed, his breath ragged, eyes wide with fear.Ucok, still trying to grasp the situation, gave a nervous chuckle. "At least it'd be a dramatic death, right?"Rizal glared, his eyes burning in the darkness. "This isn't a joke, you idiot!"Behind them, another set of footsteps echoed down the alley, dragging and uneven.Tak! Tak! Tak!Something was following them, something unseen.Ren fumbled with the radio, her fingers trembling. "Damn it! Who was that talking?" she muttered, frustrated.The raspy voice crackled from the radio, cold and threatening. "Y
Breaths in the Dark Corridor
Cold-Blooded Barista/Abu Ulfah
BRAKK!The iron door slammed shut, trapping them in the suffocating, oil-scented darkness. Rizal stumbled forward, his heart pounding a frantic rhythm. Ren pressed herself against the wall, her hand trembling but firm around her open switchblade. Ucok, his face ashen, nearly slipped on the slick floor, muttering curses under his breath.DOR! DOR! DOR!Bullets slammed into the metal shelves around them, shattering glass bottles and cans of unknown contents. A stinging, chemical-metallic stench filled the air, making their eyes water. Damn, they were caught in another trap, and this one felt like a death sentence.Ucok crept behind a large wooden crate, his voice shaky. "Rizal, do you know what this place is?"Rizal scanned the room, his eyes darting across shelves laden with oil drums, unlabeled chemical bottles, and... oh, no. "It's a flammable materials warehouse," he whispered, his voice laced with despair.Ren understood immediately, her face pale. "One spark..."Ucok swallowed, hi