Benalu's Son-in-law Turns Out to be a Genius Hacker
36. AlphaCleaners
Many thought that Stefan and Stephanie were two older sisters, or there was still a close relationship. On the contrary, even they were different tribes and countries of origin where they lived. Stepehanie is from the Republic of Ireland and is among those who do not care for Alan.
“Alan often prides itself on the UK and takes my country for granted,” Stephanie said.
Theo twisted his seat alon-alon, while commenting, “It doesn't matter he's from the UK, from Arabia, whatever, as long as his mouth is not as spicy as Capcisum annum Bird’s eye, aka cayenne pepper only. Origin he's not cogkak.” Theo's eye brows clashed with the swing of his mouth that was too sharp because it was difficult to talk while chewing gum.
“Why are you silent?”
Stephanie and Theo are together. “We always lose when fighting with him.”
Stephanie continued, “I did not find any proud achievements of him that exceeded those we had, unless he always discussed something big outside of work.”
Theo percusses, “Like Britain once ruled the world. Many colonies. The most advanced football. Their currency is high.”
“That bill! Worse, he's a racist. Often mocking my country. Ireland is far behind Britain. Ireland should have joined the UK, but the pretentious stand alone. It's funny that he is. What is the connection between work and political affairs?”
“If I don't think about work, I have fought with him for a long time,” said Theo, then turned back the chair and continued his work.
In the next two months, if there are no additional members, the three of them will work on the AlfaCleaner program. Stefan has promised Mr. Arya that the program will be more sophisticated than his SigmaX.0.6.
In the past while studying the SigmaX.0.1 program won several races. Evidently, the program is used by several well-known companies in efforts to strengthen firewalls and guard the system. Besides being able to be used on a pc or laptop, the program can also be used on mobile phones with andorid and ios systems.
Stefan keeps upgrading his advanced software. If a virus gets lodged or a spy lurks, and Stefan knows the weakness, he'll patch the leak, tighten the sagging, and fix the broken one.
As chairman, Stefan divides the duties of each of his two members according to their abilities and abilities. Of course his duties and responsibilities as chairman will be more and more. Not only intelligent, Stefan keeps his appearance and attitude during work so that others no longer look down on him.
Coding is a quite tiring process, but because they are used to it, the three of them enjoy working on it, especially during their work there is no pressure and moral burden after separating from Alan's boss who brags. Like birds that have just escaped from the cage, they will be free to fly, through the bright sky.
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Because of being forced and urged by Grace, Stefan finally gave up two days on his weekend to vacation with the woman who was sparkling his eyes. Grace's face was like a newly petalled flower, smiling happily, her lips were blushing.
The smooth disbursement of the Aare River that was blown away by the wind gave birth to a quiet sound of friction. The reflection of ultraviolet light this evening in the Aare River spreads orange that is somewhat blinding to the eye, even though the weather in winter is still biting.
Grace brushed her hair to the right so that her eyes glanced at Stefan who was standing next to her more clearly. If you can look back and stare, why only look? Because Grace is embarrassed? Ah, they have known for a long time and are getting closer, why should they be ashamed?
“You are good at swimming?” grace broke the silence, trying to lure Stefan into making jokes, flirting, poetry, or romantic words. From there, Stefan was silent and indifferent. I don't know why.
“Can, but not clever,” Stefan replied concisely and densely, his eyes still watching the ripples of clean water, occasionally watching the buildings that adorn the riverbank.
“Can what style?” Grace threw in another question. Expect Stefan to ask back or how to keep their conversation from getting dry.
“Hm. Pretty much. Butterfly, frog style, freestyle, swimming bolsters,” Stefan replied flat and cold.
Grace shifted her black eyes back to the left. Usually men will issue a regular mainstay jokes, which is about rock-style swimming. Stefan didn't say that.
“Then the stone style? Could it be yes?” Grace was grinning trying to let out a laugh that was actually not funny talk yet.
Stefan's face was still flat. There is no expression. “I tried. But my body suddenly rose itself to the surface without doing anything.”
“He-he-he.” Grace is cunning herself, trying to find an atmosphere. Her eyes narrowed cutely and her eyebrows curved pretty. Trying to get the attention of this cold, handsome man next to her. “If I suddenly fall and drift, will you help me?”
“Means you'll jump in and save me, Stefan?” Grace throws questions with dualism or more answers.
“I will not be silent. I'll scream for help to the people around here.”
Grace's plan went well. That is, whatever the answer from Stefan, will go into the trap of Batman design.
“Eh, you can joke too apparently.”
Logging in!
“What if I shut up and run away, don't help you at all?” Stefan folded his arms around his chest while raising his eyebrows.
Grace placed the tip of her index finger on her forehead while looking at the curious face. “Hem. Looks like you won't be that hard, Stefan. Twelve million dollars you care about me, my lifetime you don't care?!
And finally, Stefan's smile rose. A smile is not due to coercion, but arises because of the feeling that pokes in his chest. Yeah, well, she might have the heart to see Grace drifting and in danger.
Their eyes meet.
“Grace, of course I will run around, then plunge and swim as hard as I can to save you. Won't let it go,”
“Waw! Romantic!” praise Grace cheerfully, her eyes twinkling.
In fact, Stefan's speech style is mediocre, not passionate as if he would give his life for Grace. However, Grace responded differently, to her Stefan's words were like a cloud that had flown him into the high heavens. Utopian.
The sun is moving west. Orang-orang-pollars in the blue sky, on the sidelines of the clouds that coiled. A panorama that cools the eyes before nightfall will come ambush. They walked along one side of the Aare River, lined with waist, watching left-right enjoy the view.
“Monday I have returned to Indonesia. Don't you miss me?” bright Grace outspoken.
Stefan put his hand in the sweater pocket. The air and attitude were just as cold. Plain she replied, “Be careful. Kabinin when it arrives.”
Silent for long enough.
“Sunday tomorrow we go to Paris!” invite Grace in. “When are we on vacation? In the future you will be busy with work. C'mon!”
Stefan shook his head while sighing harshly. “Death to me if found out by your father. Monday I have a lot of work, Grace. I should be home tomorrow and resting. But I'll spend one day tomorrow with you. Origin remains in Switzerland only holidays.”
All of a sudden Grace's lips twitched and black her eyes turned lazy, the impression like sulking, but from now on she was happy to ask for forgiveness to walk with Stefan. And on Sunday they went around Bern from morning to evening, like the Old City, Einstein Museum, Berner Munster, and Bundeshaus.
Monday morning. Stefan and Mr. Aryo have arrived at the airport. After the two of them take off the seatbelt, then go down in turn. Followed by Grace, also got out of the car.
“Your mother and sister's body there, my son,” messages Mr. Aryo while peeping on Grace's forehead and hugging her quite tightly.
“Good, Dad. Take care of your health here.” Then Grace turned her gaze towards Stefan and said, “Thank you, Stefan. Diligent work and pursue your ideals.” Grace posted a special smile today.
Stefan replied with a smile and then replied, “Thank you too, Grace. Sometime one day we can vacation again.” Stefan waved his hand.
Grace flipped her body, then walked while groping a medium-sized suitcase towards the airport entrance.
