AUTHOR: INDONESIA HERO
Tagged: KEJAR

Clara managed to reach the refugee camp. Blue tents outside the sports hall do not pour out happy feelings – looks gloomy – lack smile.

In the refugee camps, the people affected by the monster attacks live in an uncomfortable state. They had to flee their homes threatened by monster attacks, and had to live in confined shelters. Here, they have to share a room with others, have no access to adequate facilities, and often have to rely on humanitarian assistance. This situation is of course very difficult for them, especially for those who have a large family or have inadequate health conditions.

On the other hand, shelters are also often targeted by monster attacks, so people who live there always feel unsafe. They had to be constantly on their guard and ready to evacuate to a safer place in case of a monster attack. This situation is very stressful and anxiety for them, which can have a bad impact on their mental health.

Clara could only stroke her chest trying to hide her cries. Disguised as one of the refugees, Clara could search through the bleak crevices of her face. He keeps looking for Isma and Zico.

“Clara?” call out the female voice in a weak tone. Clara's turning around. Looking across, he saw Isma standing shabbily. Isma's clothes were full of dirt and mud.

“Isma!” Clara ran to her friend. A hug Clara gave greeted Isma's trembling hands.

“Why are you back? Jakarta has perished,” whispered Isma is still in the arms of Clara. “Where is Kahar?” ask Isma again before Clara lets go of her embrace.

“He will be here soon. Where is Zico?” asking Clara back, Isma shook her head. "I don't know. I just know Zico was injured and taken to the hospital. But after that, I don't know what happened to him." Clara grabbed Isma's hand and held it tightly. "Don't worry. Zico must be okay. She's strong, she'll be safe" Clara said with a soothing smile.

Isma looked at Clara with tears flowing down her cheeks. "I hope so. I miss him so much. I'm afraid he's badly injured and can't recover" he said in a trembling voice.

Clara hugged Isma again. "We all miss him. But we have to believe that he'll survive. We must pray that he recovers soon and returns here" Clara said, encouraging Isma.

Clara and Isma finally calmed down. The two friends sat together on a long bench in front of a refugee tent. They watched the storm grow increasingly raging. Thunder seemed to punish them with a terrible voice. The fear and cries of children continued to be heard calling out thunder.

The explosion is back. This time not from thunder. Explosion is like a bomb. “Kahar, you're okay ‘kan?” murmured anxiously Clara to herself in thought. Clara could not find the words to think about Kahar.

The moaning sounds came back very strongly. Real loud. It sounds like a dinosaur. Clara and Isma closed their ears in pain. All those in the refugee camp were able to clearly hear the moans. When the moans stopped, the rain stopped. Suspicious silence came to visit on every side of Jakarta.

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Captain Charlie's men, who saw a black figure in the dark, didn't know what to do. They had been exhausted, had run out of bullets, had been injured, and could be said to be frightened. Altaica who read the condition immediately jumped towards the right. “Keep everything!” orders from position.

Hartono and the rest of the standing army immediately jumped avoiding the direction ahead of – where the creature stood. Now the position is right. The lab is wide open in front.

“Charlie, get out of there now or never,” screams Kahar with a hand position that has prepared an electrical attack.

I haven't blinked yet. Captain Charlie with the form of a tiger jumped out with blue blood covering his entire fur. With the sideways position of the laboratory, Captain Charlie said, “Now destroy!”

“You will still die if you are here, running as far as possible. You're Charlie too!” Kahar refocused the electric power in his hand. From Kahar's fingers splashed bluish-colored electricity with a hissing sound.

“What is it or right – who is it, Captain?” ask Captain Charlie Sondaica.

“That's our new best friend. Hopefully.”

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The fire burned rainwater that tried to calm the destroyed laboratory. That place Kahar had razed with his anger. The wind caressed Kahar's fingers with burns. The smell of soil mixed with gunpowder is thick. Although it had already passed, the sound of the explosion seemed as if it could always be heard. Captain Charlie's men suffered severe hearing loss.

“I did not feel the human breath from the laboratory debris,” explained Captain Charlie who was standing next to Kahar. Sensing the same, Kahar seemed disappointed that he failed to finish off Professor Setiawan. Captain Charlie's men were still lying on the ground with painted wounds on their bodies.

“You guys go back to headquarters. Funerals for Francis Prawiro and Ferdinand Lumbantobing. For those who are injured, treat immediately. I'll track where Setiawan.” is Captain Charlie stared intently at his defeated army at the battle today. This is the first time for him to fail in the mission. “time we are up. Conventional military will be back soon,”.

With his head down. Captain Charlie's elite squad returns to the military truck. They carried the bodies of Francis Prawiro – Corbetti - and Ferdinand Lumbantobing – Amonsis - who had been stiff and cold. Captain Charlie stands in the rain with Kahar.

“This is our code of conduct. We only mention names when they are dead. Never mention a name, it brings death.” Captain Charlie returns to his human form. “I can only change one more time,” he said weakly.

“Save it for later, Captain.” Kahar stood up straight again, challenging the sky with a gaze that spoke to his rampage.

Without giving a warning, Kahar shouted at the horizon. The cry that overcame the sound of the storm wind. So strong that Captain Charlie couldn't hold it.

“Stop! What are you doing?” ask the pain of Captain Charlie while closing his ears.

Kahar did not answer, he continued to shout. Thirty seconds. The real time is short, but it feels like hours. Kahar was silent for a moment.

Kahar's face was paler than before, his body trembling violently. Half of Kahar's armor came off. Kahar's two legs seemed to lose the power to support themselves.

“I found it,” said weak Kahar who finally collapsed. Fortunately, with the speed he had, Captain Charlie managed to capture Kahar before matching up with the ground.

“I need a break, put me.” Kahar closed his eyes, then Captain Charlie placed them slowly on the wet grassy ground.

“Siawan is on Piyambak Island, I saw it through echolocation,” whispered slowly Kahar. If only, Captain Charlie wasn't superhuman. He won't be able to hear it.

“Piyambak? I know that place. You rest, I'll be there.” The leg of Captain Charlie who was about to pass was held by Kahar's hand.

“No without me!”