The gatotkaca 2050
Foreign Objects

The time showed almost midnight, the Eagle was still struggling in front of his tablet, looking for the latest news from the events of the day. Only this time there was an attack that occurred simultaneously, but no one could explain what the cause was.

Since graduating High School two and a half years ago, Mang Ujo and his wife asked permission to no longer accompany Eagle. Because he was no longer young, and they also wanted to spend old age in the village.

“*Living here, Mang. Temenin Eagle!” Pinta Elang when Mang Ujo said goodbye.

“Mamang really want to stay here, not even paid also sincerely. But, Mamang once had a promise with Bi Asih. Want to spend old age in the village,” replied the old man while holding back tears. He sat in the same chair as the Eagle and Bi Asih, his wife.

With a heavy heart, finally Eagle let Mang Ujo and Bi Asih to return to his hometown in Cianjur area. Before leaving, the Eagle gave a fee and money that was not small. Calculate for the capital they open a business*.

Many lessons were given by Mang Ujo to the Eagle. But what he loved most was the story of love, brotherhood, honesty, and betrayal. It is all told in the Mahabharata story.

A message came in on Eagle's phone.

“You're asleep, Lang?”

The eagle smiled, then replied to a message from the woman he was near, Dara. “Numbered, Ra. You haven't slept yet?”

After replying to his message, Eagle again looking for the cause of the phenomenon of the incident during the day. His eyes were fixed on a single piece of news that caught his attention.

There was something strange in the sky on the monitor screen, and it happened about a second before there was a blue beam of light that caused the explosion. Eagle's eyes stared intently with curiosity, then he took the initiative to save the video to be noticed further.

“What is that thing?” He muttered while enlarging the video he had saved, then turning the display. Fortunately video technology today is able to produce images in 4 dimensions, allowing the Eagle to pay attention to the video from various angles. 

Increasingly noticed, faint looks there like a foreign object floating in the sky. It was covered with thick smoke, but not clouds. It was emitting a thick white smoke.

“Ting!” There's another message coming to his phone. It turns out that not one, but three messages, all still from Dara.

Without waiting for long, the Eagle picked up his phone, opened the message but did not reply. The man pressed a button to connect the phone.

“Halo, Lang. You haven't slept?” Speak a soft voice on the other end.

“Numbered, Ra. I'm still getting news. You know, I found a strange video!” 

“What, Lang? Scandal videos?”

“Not. It's about the incident last afternoon!”

“The explosion?” Dara's soft voice sounded increasingly serious.

“Iya, Ra. I saw something in the sky just before the red light shot out. But I don't know what it is. Maybe tomorrow we can ask Professor Tejo!” Answer the Eagle while moving the contents of the video into an important folder inside his tablet.

“Hmm, I agree. It's malem, Lang. Rest there, don't stay up!”

“A minute, Ra. There is a writing I need to finish. You sleep first.”

“Night, Eagle!”

“Night, Ra!” 

Dara hung up the phone, then smiled while hugging the bolster pillow. Happiness enveloped his heart, for the Eagle called.

Meanwhile, Elang had just finished his writing which he would send to the editor of Masa.com, an electronic newspaper that always displayed the writing he made. It was about the mass explosion in Jakarta today.

“Campus closed for an as yet unspecified time”

A large notice board was displayed in front of the campus gate. The eagle parked his motorbike near the canteen which was only a short distance away to cross the small road in front of the campus. The cafeteria where he used to eat with his friends was partially destroyed, but some still stood intact. His eyes swept over some of the students standing near the gate, looking for Dara's whereabouts.

“Elang!” Greet a woman from the direction of the canteen stall that still stands intact.

“From!” The owner of that voice. The girl sat on the bench where ordinary students used to gather and have lunch.

“You've entered?”

The man shook his head slowly, like there was no passion. Especially seeing the scene in front of him that looks destroyed.

Yesterday's explosion still vividly remembered in his memory, the agonizing groans of injured students, blood splattered everywhere. Until Mr. Marto, the security of his campus was pierced by long iron in the usual place he was sitting guarding the post

“What video did you find last night, Lang?” Search Dara.

“Ooh that,” Eagle took the tablet out of his bag, then played the video he got last night. “Try you to pay attention."

Curiously, Dara watched the video playing. But he did not find any discrepancy on the show.

“Me?” Said the Eagle when he saw Dara frowning her forehead.

“What meet?” The girl was confused.

“Yang awkward in this video.”

Dara shook her head slowly, her eyes not separated from the video.

“Try looking from a different angle,” Eagle then plays that video, showing the view from below. Seen behind the clouds there was like a strange object giving off a beam of blue light, then an explosion occurred.

“Hah!” Dara was wide in shock, her hands covering her mouth which only let out that word as a sign of her shock.

A moment later, both of them were silent.

“That's what, Lang?”

“I don't know either, Ra. That's why I want it with professor Tejo..” The eagle put the tablet in a bag. “You want to come?” Reciprocity.

The round-eyed girl who was wearing the blue-colored hijab today nodded slowly.

“Waaah, like Professor Tejo has new fans,” seductive Eagle while standing from his seat.

“Apaan anyway, don't come with me!” Rajuk Dara's. He wanted to come along instead of meeting with super eccentric humans called professors. But he just wants to enjoy a moment alone with the Eagle.

“Hehehe, don't get mad dooong, Ra. You wonder what that is? Walk now!” The eagle then pulled Dara's hand which turned out there was no rejection from the girl.

A few minutes later the two men were already on a motorcycle, down the streets of Jakarta which is still destroyed by the tragedy of yesterday's explosion. Even so, the situation is not as bad after the explosion yesterday. There are no more bodies lying on the road, but the streets are very quiet because the community is still traumatized.

Seriate