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Cold-Blooded Barista
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Rizal only wants a peaceful life as the owner of a coffee shop in Medan. Every morning, he serves bitter robusta coffee to his regular customers while enjoying casual coffee shop conversations. But behind this calm facade, Rizal hides a dark past—he was once the most feared enforcer in the mafia world. When Bang Togar, the biggest mafia boss in Medan, learns that Rizal is still alive, everything changes. Old grudges resurface, and Rizal finds himself hunted by assassins, corrupt cops, and former allies who have now become enemies. With the help of his best friend, Ucok—who cracks more jokes than he actually helps—and a former detective addicted to coffee, Rizal must face the world he left behind. Gunfights, brutal brawls, and deadly revenge plots turn his coffee shop into more than just a place to relax—it becomes a battleground. Can Rizal stay alive and protect his café? Or will he have to return to being a cold-blooded executioner to survive?
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A CUP OF COFFEE AND A BULLET
Rizal never imagined his life would end up in a small coffee shop on the streets of Medan. Five years ago, his name was feared in the mafia world—he was the best enforcer, a cold-blooded killer who never failed to finish a job. If someone betrayed the boss, Rizal was the one knocking on their door in the middle of the night. If someone played dirty in the drug or arms trade, Rizal was the one pulling the trigger.But everything changed on one bloody night in an old warehouse near Belawan Port.That night, Rizal faced a choice that altered his life forever. His old boss, Bang Karim, was betrayed by his own right-hand man—Bang Togar. As Karim lay on the floor, his chest soaked in blood, Togar made Rizal an offer: join him or die alongside Karim.Rizal didn't respond with words. He responded with a bullet.One shot to Togar’s shoulder was enough to bring him down, but not enough to kill him. Rizal wasn’t stupid. He knew that if he killed Togar then and there, he would become a target for
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Cold-Blooded Barista Bullet Behind the Kiss.
"Don't move," a voice whispered from behind Nova. Cold. Close. Too close.Nova froze. Her breath hitched.Ucok, who was standing not far away, reflexively raised his hands. "If this is some kind of roleplay, please count me out. I'm just a martabak delivery guy."Rizal and Maya immediately drew their weapons, but it was too late. From the shadows, Vano appeared—with a thin smile and a gun in his hand. His clothes were black, his body thin but taut like steel wire. A gunshot wound scar on his chest was faintly visible beneath his shirt. But his eyes... they weren't ordinary human eyes."Long time no see, darling," he said, looking at Nova.Nova gritted her teeth. "You should be dead."Vano smirked. "And you should have forgotten me."Ucok whispered to Rizal, "Bro, this isn't a reunion, it's a bloody soap opera. Just waiting for the melancholic soundtrack."Vano moved closer, his weapon still aimed. "I'll give you two choices: come with me... or I kill your friends one by one."Rizal st
Last Updated : 2025-04-08Cold-Blooded Barista Explosion
BOOOOOM!!!Don Asmara's warehouse roof was thrown off like a serving hood tossed by an angry grandma. Flames licked the night sky, reflecting red shadows on the faces of Rizal, Nova, Maya, and Ucok, who were thrown sprawling from the explosion—and then landed on... a vegetable truck.Ucok shrieked, "WHY ARE THERE ALWAYS VEGETABLES IN CRUCIAL MOMENTS?!"Cabbages flew everywhere. Carrots hurtled towards Nova, who instinctively threw them back. Maya coughed, then lifted her head, "Rizal... you... you're insane."Rizal sat up, his face covered in celery leaves. "We're alive, right?"Ucok raised a hand full of spinach. "Technically, yes. In terms of self-esteem... it feels like it's passed away."In the distance, sirens wailed. The fire was still burning, but the building—and the briefcase—were destroyed.Mission accomplished.Or... so they thought.The vegetable truck actually belonged to Pak Rahmat, a cross-city fried spring roll delivery man, who, after yelling at the sight of his stowa
Last Updated : 2025-04-07Cold-Blooded Barista Don Asmara's Warehouse
“So, let me reiterate one more time…” Ucok looked at his three friends while wearing a construction helmet he’d somehow acquired, “…our plan is to infiltrate the most ruthless mafia boss’s warehouse in the north, steal a mysterious suitcase, and get out alive. No backup plan. No reinforcements. No snacks.”Nova sighed. “And no more corny jokes, please.”Ucok grinned proudly. “My jokes are precisely what’s keeping us sane in all this.”Rizal, who was fiddling with a small drone in his hands, stared at the old building in front of them. The warehouse stood like an iron monster, lurking. Surrounded by a high fence, surveillance cameras, and three pickup trucks guarded by armed men. Even from a distance, the place reeked of blood and extortion.“We don’t have much time. So we need to get in, grab the suitcase, and get out before they realize,” Rizal said, pressing a button—his drone began to fly low, scouting from above.Maya nodded. “If anything goes wrong…”“…we’ll pretend to be constru
Last Updated : 2025-04-06Cold-Blooded Barista Trust
The lights went out.Footsteps echoed.Ucok immediately dove behind an old lathe machine. "I DIDN'T SIGN UP FOR LIFE INSURANCE FOR THIS CHAPTER, HEY!"Nova, Maya, and Rizal instantly went into fighting stance. The sound of a creaking iron door came from behind, followed by heavy footsteps and the clinking of metal... the sound of combat boots.Five people entered. All armed. Black uniforms. No insignia. Faces as flat as if their holiday bonuses were rejected.And the one in front? Someone they never expected to appear so soon.Kaspar.In a long leather coat, a cigarette in his lips, and a cynical smile, he stood amidst the smoke, as if he had just descended from hell using the VIP elevator."The hide-and-seek is over, kids," he said. "Time for a serious talk. No codes. No tricks."Ucok whispered, "Seriously, this guy enters every room like he's filming a movie. Can't he ever use a normal door?"Kaspar stared sharply at Rizal. "You know, I wanted to believe you were just stupid. But no
Last Updated : 2025-04-06Cold-Blooded Barista Eye
The eye blinked again.Ucok, who had just been mentally opening an Indomaret convenience store to escape his criminal life, now stood frozen. “Bro… the eye BLINKED. Not just alive, but like it’s challenging me to a staring contest!”Rizal moved closer, his eyes narrowing. “That’s not normal technology. This isn’t a camera. This is… biological.”Nova murmured, almost as if whispering a prayer, “I know that eye.”Ucok immediately jumped back. “DON’T TELL ME THAT’S RIAN’S EYE!”Nova shook her head slowly. “Worse than that.”Maya looked at her suspiciously. “Nova, we need honesty now. All this weirdness… Kaspar, Rian, this package. We have to know what’s really going on.”Nova looked at them one by one, then sat down slowly.“I once heard about experiments. A secret project from a shadowy group that even the criminal underworld was afraid to mention. They created hybrid technology… a mix of biotechnology and mind control.”Ucok slapped his forehead. “Okay, cool. Now we’re not just the maf
Last Updated : 2025-04-05Cold-Blooded Barista Silent
The figure stood in the doorway, framed by the red glow of the still-flickering emergency alarm.His black suit was neat, but his neck… his neck had clearly been slashed. A gaping wound that wasn't bleeding, but looked fresh. His eyes were empty, but on his lips… a smile.Nova backed away slowly, her spine hitting the wall.“He… that’s Rian. I saw him die myself. I was the one—” Her voice caught. “I was the one who shot him. In the head.”Ucok immediately turned his head. “AHEM. Can I make a suggestion? If he was dead before, and now he’s alive, that means ZOMBIE, right?!”Maya raised her weapon. “This isn’t the time for jokes, Ucok.”Ucok held up his hands. “I’M NOT JOKING. Look at his NECK. This is already Resident Evil level, not GTA!”Rizal pushed Nova behind him. “Everyone back. Now.”But it was too late. Rian stepped inside, and two burly figures followed from behind. They wore masks—creepy masks with red lines crossed over the eyes.Ucok glanced at Maya. “If we all die here, I
Last Updated : 2025-04-05Cold-Blooded Barista Forbidden Package
The night sky hung gloomy above them, as if pressing down on their lungs. The cold air pierced to the bone. But the chill wasn't just from the weather.Nova stood frozen in front of the rusted iron fence, her eyes fixed on the old building looming in the shadows. The warehouse was the same. Dull. Abandoned. Like an old wound that never healed."Nova?" Rizal touched her arm gently.Nova shook her head. "I was... locked up here. Three days. They tied me to a chair, spotlights right in my face. Every night, strange sounds, screams... I thought they were ghosts. But it turned out—"Ucok interrupted, "—Turned out they weren't ghosts, but drunk thugs doing karaoke?"Nova didn't laugh. Her eyes remained empty. "It turned out they were the sounds of other people... whom they tortured before me."Maya shuddered. "Are we really going into this place?"Rizal took a deep breath. "We don't have a choice."They passed through the half-collapsed fence. Thorny branches snagged their clothes. The smel
Last Updated : 2025-04-04Cold-Blooded Barista Meeting with the Devil
Kaspar sat behind a carved wooden desk, his fingers tapping the surface with a disturbing rhythm. He wore a thin smile, like someone who knew the ending before the first page was turned.Before him, Rizal, Nova, Maya, and Ucok stood silently.The room felt like a trap. The walls were dark, lit only by dim hanging lamps. In the corner, two large men stared at them without pause since they entered, as if waiting for a signal to crush anyone who dared to cause trouble.Kaspar leaned back, intertwining his fingers in front of his face. His eyes were sharp. Too sharp."I must be honest," he said softly, "I didn't expect you to come to me. This is... interesting."Ucok crossed his arms. "Well then, let's make it more interesting. Can you help us or not?"Kaspar chuckled, his voice low and dangerous. "You come in desperation, yet you still dare to be rude? I like that." He leaned forward. "But the question is... why should I care?"Nova clenched her fists. "We don't have time for your games,
Last Updated : 2025-04-03Cold-Blooded Barista One Chance
1…One second.In the normal world, one second is nothing.Just a blink of an eye.A single breath.But here?One second is the difference between life and death.Kaspar was still smiling. The small remote was still in his hand. Nova was still tied up. And the bomb under her chair was almost at zero.…0.BEEP!Rizal pulled the trigger.One shot.BANG!But it wasn't Kaspar who fell.Ucok was faster. Much faster.He kicked Nova—not to hurt her, but to knock her off the chair.“MISSED!” Kaspar yelled.THE BOMB EXPLODED.But not as expected.The explosion was contained, like a failed firework. Smoke billowed, wood splintered—but Nova was still alive.Rizal moved instantly. “Nova!”Nova coughed, waving the smoke from her face. “I… I’m not dead?”Ucok chuckled. “If you were dead, I couldn’t tease you anymore.”Kaspar narrowed his eyes. “You guys are fun.”Ucok pointed his gun. “And you’re annoying.”Kaspar just chuckled. “Relax. I just wanted to play a little.”Rizal scoffed. “Play? You alm
Last Updated : 2025-04-03
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Abu Ulfah
Please provide criticism and suggestions for the improvement of my first book. Thank you for your support.