The gatotkaca 2050
The Unknown Terror

Dhaka, 2050.

The eagle breathed a sigh of relief, almost he could not enter the course of journalistic ethics. Because Mr. Umar, the lecturer who teaches the course has a timely principle and only tolerates five minutes for students who are late after he enters.

Jakarta has been hit by weather anomalies lately. Sometimes it rains very hard, then suddenly it gets very hot. Not to mention the strong winds plus the thunderstorms. No one has dared to comment on this issue, but certainly technology has not been able to predict when the arrival of rain and lightning storms that occur very suddenly.

Fat man with eagle-eyed disheveled hair, as the name suggests was seriously paying attention to the lecture given by Mr. Umar. He was determined to follow in his father's footsteps, becoming a journalist.

Still remembered in his memory, on a sunny afternoon while being fed by his mother. A man in a thick mustache and a bewok on his face came with the most beautiful smile. His small body then ran towards the man, greeted the Eagle body while hugged and raised high while embracing his wife who also welcomed behind the Eagle.

Then a few years later, Eagle became accustomed to the work of his parents as a journalist whose job is to cover more often to the hinterlands.

Until one day the Eagle is facing the final exams of first-rate school, a sad news makes his world collapse right then and there.

“Aircraft with flight GS-560 to Papua-Jakarta lost contact over the Maluku Sea. All passengers and crew are declared hil..”.

The TV was turned off by the Eagle, he saw again the last message given by his father. The message contained a selfie of his father and mother who were about to board the plane. It was clearly visible there the same flight number as the one just reported.

Instantly her tears dripped, her cries broke right then and there. Fortunately in the house he does not live alone, there is Mang Ujo and his wife who takes care of Eagle since he was a child especially when left by his parents if there is coverage outside the area.

Since that day, the dream of Eagle to become a journalist followed in the footsteps of his parents is getting bigger. With the money from the office where his parents worked, plus the inheritance left for him, Eagle financed his school to enter college.

“Alright, this is the last point of our lecture today.” While fixing the glasses, Mr. Umar explained what was the topic of his lecture that was presented through a 4-dimensional visualization of his desk.

An incoming message in Eagle's e-mail. From the editor of the electronic newspaper who gave the news that his writing was published in the latest issue, the payment has been sent to his account.

The eagle read the message with a smile. Since entering high school, he has been writing articles about anything and sending them to newspapers or magazines. All of that he did to sustain his life while honing his writing skills.

Not felt, the journalistic ethics course has been completed. The eagle was on its way to the canteen when suddenly…

YOOOOOO!!!!! An explosion rang out very loudly, instantly surrounding the campus enveloped by thick smoke filled with dust. Many students fell after the explosion. The sound of car alarms also rang.

While looking around him, the Eagle tried to get up. He then ran over to the origin of the explosion. The more he ran to the front of the campus, the more horrors were felt. There were some students who tried to get inside the campus while holding the injured part of his body, even when in the parking lot near the campus entrance he saw the campus security was lifeless. An iron shot down his chest, seemingly hovering directly piercing his body from where he was sitting.

The sound of groans in pain grew more horrified, especially when he reached the site of the explosion on the road near the road in front of the campus. Many bodies were scattered, vehicles destroyed, not to mention bodies scattered with terrible conditions.

“From!” Suddenly he remembered his classmate whom he was approaching. The eagle half ran back into the campus.

While helping some students and lecturers who passed by, Elang tried to find Dara.

“You okay?” Said the Eagle for a moment when he managed to find Dara who was sitting limp near the terrace of the park. There were already many students there that were visible from his body filled with dust.

The girl just nodded slowly. It was clear there was trauma inside him.

“There's terror bomb again, Lang?” Ask Dara with a clean sliver. Her tears are dripping.

“Come, Ra. I haven't got news.” The eagle rubbed the head of the virgin covered in a black veil.

The bomb that once terrorized Indonesia has not been heard from since 2040. When there is a declaration of unity from the community. The tolerance that was once almost eroded is also now getting stronger. People believe that the unity of this nation begins with tolerance.

The Eagle's watch connected to his tablet shook, signaling that news was coming in. Soon he opened it.

The video seen from the news is heartbreaking. Because it turns out that the explosion did not just happen in front of the campus. But almost in all areas of Jakarta there was the same explosion simultaneously.

“Jakarta was attacked by something that is not yet known whereabouts. But from some amateur videos we got, it looks like there is ‘something’ trying to destroy the city!” The voice of the news anchor sounded very panicked, then amateur video footage that managed to record the incident when the explosion was broadcast.

A blue ray was seen falling from the sky, a moment later a violent explosion occurred. Not just one place, but several other videos also show the same thing. Some CCTV footage from various places was aired, the contents are all the same.

“Until now it is not known how many fatalities from the total area in Jakarta. Residents are asked to be vigilant and report if any family or friends or relatives are victims to the authorities!”

Dara hugged the Eagle, her cries breaking again.

“I have to ask Professor, Ra!” The eagle nodded slowly.

“Professor? Professor who?” Dara's face looked confused, trying to stop her crying.

“Ah, I haven't told you yet. I know a professor, his name is Tejo. I knew the interview assignment time last semester!” The eagle explained everything while getting up from his seat and took the key of the motor in his pocket.

“Terus?”

“We are there, hopefully Professor Tejo has an answer from this incident!” This time the eagle was wearing his jacket.

“Kita?”

“Yes, me and you!” Drawn Dara's hand and the two headed for the parking lot. As if nothing happened a moment ago.

“Se-Now, Lang?” 

“Iya, Ra. Later in front of you rem well, do not see anything. Remember, don't look at anything!”

After starting the engine, the two left the campus motor park. In front of the campus that had been quiet, now began to be crowded with students who tried to help the victims. Accidentally, Dara sees the security of the campus that is still in place. Still with the iron that pierced his body. He's surprised. A little dumbfounded, then hugged the Eagle.

Seriate