He always sleep when the tear of the sun is streaming down, damp him through. He’s only waken up by alarm from his pager. Straight 9.00 p.m. and never put snooze button or he’s gonna be late. He’s not jobless, he’s hangout not to be going to some party or gonna be drunk at the bar. He comes just when called by his only employer. This fellow will give him an envelope and a check with eight digits in rupiah’s nominal.
Ex army, discharged because use the forbidden powder and smuggled it, across the countries. Out from military court, and jailed, he miss the morfin effect so, but he doesn’t have enough money to buy, so he must beat on. First, he’s think to make relation with villain syndicate who trade some he wants, but he doesn’t seize it.
He trace the courier who deliver dried canabis to some illegally drug factory. He can easily disarm slender woman who have a gun but he only take the box. He’s run and she’s chase.
Can’t going anywhere and gun pointing through at him, he explain to save her. In this country, drugs dealer possibly judgemental by juror to death sentence if she busted. She’s ease the gun, easily disarm by him.
He supposedly kill the target, she is. He didn’t. Hearsay, he don’t wanna be “Hearse” anymore for her, he fell, and she flew. So he quit the job.
The employer disagree, but couldn’t deny anyway, so he give the last job. Exclusive contract to kill the boss of his business competitor and terminate the entire family and group who prop his rival. He was leader of special force squadron and now he is lead The Hearse squad. They are cold-blooded and effective killer.
The Hearse are not cop, not government asset like army and intelligence service, they are just hitman, kinda hired ex-thug who watch villain incorporation business, to make sure all mafia to pay some unpronounceable tax for their illegal business they doing. Surprisingly, The Hearse-rookie man have no idea who the employer. Only the leader know, who the real employer; the police commissioner who picked by president, president doesn’t mixed up with, he only get share.
The Hearse start the mission during dark, they doesn’t play on day, they’re asleep with gun beneath the pillow. They are hunting weapon dealer who sell guns and bullets to rebel across country off the record, and no record and registration literally. They are also genocide human trafficking doer with all evidences who ready join the rebel, they doing that for fun, all at once to try the loot.
When they are on the way back home, The Hearse squad surrounded by the rebel troops. Fight unavoidable must to faced for the leader who should back home to pay his vow. To marry her. He must back. He can’t die, he should live and be back.
The Hearse squad die one by one. The Rebel much more sacraficed worth three batallion till the leader of their enemy only him.
Leader of The Hearse run out of bullet, he must come closer because he only have a dagger to attack all alone against a troop untrained armies wanna be. Before he shooted down, he kills few unlucky man who left their field which next month ready to harvested. He is full luck, The Lieutenant of the rebel wants him not die today, he arrested by rebel, but they thought their harmful if he still can grab a weapon, so they cutted all his fingers with his own dagger.
The rebel officer make arrangement with their real enemy, the government who take a lead now who can’t pleased them. They planning to bartering him with their general (of the rebel) who captured last week.
Military refugees. They want all separatist action off in their country or they will be vanishing all militant army.
The employer of The Hearse know political bloom across country on tv. He couldn’t forget the face of the hostage. The face who make him and president get much more rich than before. Government make regulation for fire-gun sales and make a rule for gun control even forbid it to boosted the price tag. So the employer make decision and ensure president to make arrangement with the rebel across country. He will save his employee and help the revolution on that country more fast. With newly weapon of course, with high cost of course. He bring him home. With pounds of diamond.
While the last Hearse survivor unconscious, president denied to give amnesty to death sentence for his fiancee. Judge give her a verdict of guilty for smuggling cocaine across country with death sentence which precepted before, by the employer and president. Leader of The Hearse coming back to home, survive from the massacre, just to watch her on hearse ready to buried in desperado cemetery.
He would be so mad. He doesn’t trust the law. He only believe the lady of justice can balances scale of justice if she have a wing and can fly because apparently the crooks have a seat in their helicopter before go up in private jet. He knew he kills hundreds but only now he feels so lost, full of regret. He curse the president then someday kill him and sworn to find his ex employer then kill their entire family.
He must be seize it. With all money he have, he buy best bionic hand, he customize itself, to be strong till he have iron fist, literally. He train to snipe in the jungle of the mountain. He finally open the box he steal from his love first his met. He uses it not for fun, to reclaim a avenge. Use it, he can sleepless for three days more. He trying to stalking a weapon distribution from national weapon factory for military logistics. He plans to rob it on the way in dark forest in darkest night. Thursday night. He scatted nail all on the road. When mercenary out, he kills one by one. And easily kill the driver. He hidden it in the cave he made to be shelter.
He makes recruitment to all farmer’s son who hate farming and fail join in army. He should possible can give doctrine to them with his epic story. Doesn’t feel heroic from all side. He’s getting old, and president are losing grip of control, the employer is confining to his sickbed. Avenge does feels so sour vaporized till trite.
He can stop, reconsidered don’t seize it. But the machinery he build doesn’t, they wanna freedom. So revolution need a victim to sacrafice so, he don’t wanna lose them, his pupils are like own children for him, he doesn’t wanna lose again. He doesn’t wanna suffer from more loss.
So, he negotiate with national delegation in Helsinki, Finland. He present and require this land to be autonomous prefecture, let it be they build their land with their own hand and their own culture. So, no war no warrior no more bloodshed.
Before he dies he attending his both foeted foe funeral, one free chance. It funny when he meet president as meme as on truck’s ass which ask the comparable this reformation era with the order when he was took control. He smile at his coconut plantation and that truck. Remembering the president harangued, nobody’s care about his speech, nobody’s know about his legacy, but he remember as builder nation father and that smiling general face.
The last question haunted him when he dying. “Why kill poeple to tell people, killing people is wrong?” he thought it all day all night.
At one last breath, he answer the question himself, “It would be better than reduce the number by abortion, use condoms, drink some pill of birth control. The act of killing more civilized, the old way to make the land healthy, fertile soil. You know topsoil colored brown my son, why? Because it made from pile of dead, their blood dried colored same as this land”.
Surabaya