Basque : Liberation
Chapter 31; Burns.

KRIEEET CLUCK!

The door leading to the final destination creaked before it finally opened. Baskara was greeted by rain in front of his eyes. If he took another step forward, the rain would hit his body. Therefore, He turned to the left side squinting his eyes at the figure He was looking for.

Sagara Husein, Chairman of the Organization.

Saga stood firm while grasping the end of the umbrella that rested on one of his shoulders. The other hand holds another umbrella, which is still closed with a vertical position refuted to the floor.

Dap dap

Baskara stepped closer to the figure, pounding the light rain. After a few steps, they are now facing each other. "Let's get started." Basakara said without hesitation.

Syutts

Instead, start something they have promised. Saga threw the closed umbrella at Basakara.

Grep's!

After gasping for a moment, then Baskara caught him with a fixed heart. "What's this?"

"umbrella."

"I mean the cave, why give me this?"

"Pake it first."

Setts

So Baskara opened the umbrella, also refuting it between his shoulders. His eyes stared as if waiting for his opponent to do something.

ZHRAASH!

The two black-clad guys stood face to face on the highest roof in the school. The rainwater was split open by their umbrellas looking at each other. Only two meters in line with Baskara's shadow.

"Nhh just like the others." Saga is starting. "Gua know you will be here, so the cave is ready to welcome your arrival."

Baskara's face that was soaked knit brows looking for answers.

"Simply put, the cave has judged you, as you should have judged, Bas." Another imbibing. "Aura you ngingetin same self cave that used to be." Saga's eyes pointed to another corner trying to remember. "Ambisius, vindictive, fearless. Gua thinks there's still a lot you need to know."

"What?"

Meanwhile, Saga rolled up a long shirt that covered his left arm. "Let's not repeat the judgment that bears vengeance again." He stoutly showed a burn on his left hand.

Baskara. "Where did Lu get that wound, Ga?"

"It's an old story, Bas. You're gonna sleep with her." Reply Saga brief.

"The cave wants to be heard directly from you, Ga. About why our school is the enemy of the Red Murai? Why are you creating an organization? Tell me everything you know, and don't inherit the enemy when you're no longer in power."

Saga laughed a little. "Gua confused where to start.what you should definitely know is. This school has been a lot of enemies from the past." He looked up, trying to tell a story he could remember.

ZHRAASH!

"Everybody hates being dominated" he says, starting a fairy tale. "Instead, our school - Golden Eagle - is the government-run school with the most students in Jakarta."

Raindrops fell from the sky only to hear the story of this legend.

"All want to destroy the existence of Golden Eagle disciples, until one time something happens that will never be a cave lupain for the life of the cave."

BHLARRRR

"The two will draw the story even further.."

***

Two years ago.

Suburbs of Jakarta.

BRUMMM

The sound of a Honda CB 100 old-fashioned motorcycle wading through a quiet night on a road next to the train tracks. A guy wearing a Golden Eagle uniform away from the center of the capital. He pulls the gas slowly while enjoying the atmosphere only accompanied by traffic lights that occasionally illuminate.

Drrrr jes jes.

Suddenly, the whirring of the wind broke the man's silence. Clearly visible from the look on his face, he is Saga. Then, a commuter line train runs right next to his own road, only limited to a one-meter-high concrete fence.

The focus is distracted when you see a group of students in uniform wearing a motor sport. They numbered about twelve people with the same type of motor.

After the green light, then Saga stepped on the gears also removed the clutch lever slowly while pulling the gas in his right hand. Not a single worry appeared in his head at that time.

BRUMM

After walking a few meters, the light from behind him made a silhouette of his shadow in front of his motorbike. He had to look back to make sure.

"Wuayjirr." Shouted surprised.

A group of motorized sports students had followed him, and now they were only a few meters away from the Saga. I don't know what they want, but this phenomenon can't be underestimated by him.

THE CLUCK!

He also pulled the old-fashioned motor gas arbitrarily. Then pry the gear to raise the speed higher. The guy bows as if hugging the tank, doing it like a struggling racer on his last lap.

But what power, as powerful as any motor drove still unable to jack up for a higher speed again. And now, the two motorsports have been beside him while squeezing slowly. Obviously, because the motor sport was indeed created to have higher speed.

"Stop you!" Shouted one from a motor sport. "Lu Golden Eagle boy right?"

"Yes the Golden Eagle boy's cave. Why emang?" Saga replied with a snob.

Then, one of the pursuers ignited emotions hearing him. "Fuckers!"

BRACKET! THE HUT! A SREEK!

He kicked the CB 100 motorcycle to the bottom, then fell after previously had rolled several times.

Rubber tires are swipe with asphalt, it comes from motor sport. He was also a student in uniform but from a different school, the Red Murai. The man took off his full face helmet, then put it slowly on top of his motor tank.

JLEG!

Pairing the standard of refutation, then step down to approach, followed by others. "Who's your name?"

The fallen saga squinted his eyes. "Sorta." Legally. The motor was scratched quite badly because the motor tank had been dragged against the asphalt for a moment. But the condition of his body is quite good, although staggered still trying to stand. "You want what, Njing?"

BRUMM

Ten more bikes arrived, circling from all sides where Saga stood. Also the two people standing before him were wearing the same uniform, the Red Murai.

"Remember him!" Tell one of the guys with full face helmet. Name, Barlan.

***

Warehousing Area, East Jakarta.

The bakbakbakbuk!

Saga is dragged forcibly by a gang of senior Red Murai disciples. Treat him like a prisoner of war, tie him to his hand on an iron drum with a capacity of two hundred liters of gasoline. Describes the situation surrounded by twelve people containing Red Murai disciples.

"The name of Barlan's cave.so the feeling of the cave again wasn't good today." Barlan said. "So the cave will mukulin you in return." Said again. A superior guy with charisma is different from others, has a special feature with a black piercing on his ear. He was clearly the leader in this school gang.

[Barlan Wanayasa, Red Murai Pillar.]

"What reason?" The Sambar Saga ketus.

"Gua keinget again, a year ago, the cave was pummeled pass alone in front of your school." Barlan replied to the Saga. "And now, the cave has become the Red Murai Pillar." The urge again while going around carrying a beer bottle.

"Fuck up! What's the same thing about cave dogs?"

"Because they - senior lu-ngk will not allow his juniors 'disayurin' other schools that's it." Now Barlan grabbed Saga's hair, also directing in which direction the guy should turn. "Lu's gonna bump into your seniors there." The pierced man's face was now only three sentimental gazing round and round.

"Cuih.." Saga spat in Barlan's face without hesitation.

Instantly, his actions made all the faces of Barlan's men amazed at Saga's bravery. Including Persih, Barlan's right hand is identical to the number of bracelet ties on his arm.

[Gigih Prakoso, Right Hand Barlan.]

Barlan's face instantly became sour. After previously wiping Saga's saliva residing on his face. He pulls Saga's collar intimidating. "Jigong you stink of asep hell, pig!" Said Barlan while glaring. "Take him, Gih. If the cave of emotions can die, boy long ago."

Then, Persih prepared a large sack also cable ties as thick as 3.6 mm with a length of 30 cm.

Wush

Persistently touch the sack in the air, open it wide as if to put something into it.

Saga flirted with herself. A bad premonition crossed his mind when he saw the sack. He gathered energy on both his shoulders.

But the cable ties have not broken, making Saga have to try even harder.

Tsuhahhs!

Cable ties are broken at the second time Saga jolt that has since been tied behind the waist. He leapt from the iron drum backwards, looking for an escape route over this unfortunate situation.

Dap dap

Sontak Persih and all of Barlan's men try to catch Saga who is trying to get out of the warehousing area. "Woy don't run away from the dog!"

PRANGS!

Barlan slams his beer riled. "Fuck shit!"

So Saga ran as fast as he could. Maybe it's been her tightest run for life. He turned to the left while dropping a rolling empty iron drum.

Persistent also others have difficulty jumping over the iron drum that is rolled Saga. With this Saga is able to keep a longer distance.

Saga looked from the front there were other pursuers making him have no choice but to climb the iron stairs that were beside him. Brought him deeper and deeper into that unknown warehouse his way out.

Barlan did not think like the others, making him take a different path somewhere.

Persistent had passed the drums, then he ran as fast as possible trailing behind Saga.

At the end of the stairs, Saga turned left again. He had thought that this was the way back inward, with simple logic after turning left below, now he turned left again. But he did not care because there was no other way but to follow this passageway.

Barlan stretched out his hand, clashing against a spandex wall. Meanwhile, the other hand held a bottle containing an unknown liquid. Not waiting for long, Saga who was running fast was flabbergasted to see Barlan in front of his eyes which was now only five meters away.

A sreeek!

Saga stopped his steps, his hands clasped as if ready to bulldoze Barlan with all the power available.

From the back of the Saga, Persih ran unnoticed the Saga had been very close. Agilely, Persistent jumped towards the spandex wall giving a thrust with his feet. Then swing the kick into the nape of Saga.

BRUCK!

Saga fell down unprepared to receive a sudden kick from behind. Now he's cornered in a two-way siege in a warehousing alley.

dap dap

Barlan stepped over to Saga. After getting close enough, he poured the liquid from the bottle towards Saga's body.

Meanwhile, Saga not only kept silent to see the liquid poured, he turned his back while covering his face with both arms.

"Arggghhh.."

Barlan looked towards the red bottle with a disappointed face. "Live a dog!" He stamped it to the last drop. "Who makes cave water?"

And now it's answered already, how the burn could have been on Saga's arm. It was unexpected that Barlan's injuries would trigger a big war that made his school a red hell.

***