Benalu's Son-in-law Turns Out to be a Genius Hacker

Chapter 6. Testing Back Capabilities

Robert and Luchy still do not believe that Stefan can move normally like everyone else. The two people were busy asking each other, about what miracle came so that the pathetic brother-in-law could speak fluently and be told to.

“Did he put in a waiting genie in this house?” ask Luchy with a crybaby.

“Can be, Dik. He would often daydream.”

“How about we work him, Kak?” bring Luchy who is enjoying his breakfast in the dining room.

“Bby too. Already these few days we lack entertainment at home,” Robert agreed.

Robert and Luchy left, then went to the side yard of the house. They saw Stefan watering the plants.

“Monkey, please get me that guava!” luchy's orders were ready with his school clothes on.

Stefan. Viewed upwards. “Luchy, the fruit is not yet ripe. Still green," elak Stefan hesitated.

“Seriously do you know the fruit is ripe or immature? Can you tell the difference between red and green?”

Stefan mangosteen. “Let's have a stomachache if you eat the fruit.”

Robert, six years younger than Stefan, patted Stefan on the shoulder. “Climb the tree. Get the topmost fruit.”

Not thinking anymore, Stefan rushed up the trunk of a three-meter-high guava tree over this, then continued climbing all the way to the top twig. Stefan had a bit of trouble reaching for the top fruit because the leaves were very thick.

Luchy the 12th grade High School boy ran into the house, then screamed hysterically, “Dad, Mom, Stefan has not healed. Look at him on the side page!”

Bobby and Chyntia hurry up. Seeing Stefan was busy hanging, the husband and wife was surprised.

“Woi ape!” lolong Bobby's. “Who told you to climb a ha tree?”

“The fruit is immature, Stupid!” lolong Chyntia frowned. “Quick down! Later you fall, we also difficult.”

Lionny surprised. What's the commotion out there?

“Gosh! Stefan, down!” his screeches.

Robert and Luchy hurriedly ran off on their respective motorcycles. The two men laughed amusedly while pulling the gas of his motorcycle.

Finally, Stefan slowly came down. He took out a small and still very green guava from the pocket of his pants. Stefan gave a glance. “Where's Robert? I want to give this to him.”

Bobby shook his head. “You're pretending to be healed, Stefan. I'll order your medicine again. This time you're killing two hundred seeds.”

Chyntia's upset. “If you have a task on the page, quickly you enter. Dish plates and clothes are waiting.”

Bobby sauntered and left this stupid son-in-law. So did his wife, mending went straight to the market early in the morning instead of dealing with this lunatic.

Lionny's approaching Stefan. “Darling, you shouldn't have to.”

“Luchy and Robert ...”

“Already. I just believed you were better, but instead you did it again.”

“I'm sorry, Honey. I just want to prove it to your two sisters.”

Before leaving, Stefan got a special message from his mother-in-law.

“Bring a lot of money! So you can buy medicine!”

Stefan turned on his motorcycle engine, then said goodbye.

“Stefan wait. For your lunch,” Lionny gives plastic bag crackle black color, there is mineral water too.

Stefan went away with excitement, though the wounds in his heart continued to grow and increase.

In the kitchen when she was cooking, Chyntia was angry with her son. “Why did you make him lunch, Lionny?”

Lionny replied softly, “I feel sorry for him, Bu.”

Lionny did not answer, because if answered, this debate will be longer. Saban day sounded hot in her ear a sentence about her divorce from Stefan. Both of Lionny's parents have agreed that he mending a divorce rather than a life of bad taste.

However, Lionny still had a heart. Her affection for her husband and the provocation of her family were like two opposing energies. When he obeyed his heart, at that time there was also a dark tinge that stuck into his heart so that it became ambiguous, confused to choose which path.

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The scorching afternoon. But the shady trees around Taman Kambang Iwak become shade. The ripples of the lake water in the middle there are really pleasant to hear. There are one or two people who run around burning calories on a jogging track.

“Let's eat together, John!”

“Please, Stefan. I'm still waiting for the cash order. Later I will buy rice wrap when I get.”

“Not necessarily you are given a cash order. It's almost two o'clock. What time do you want to eat? Come!”

Stefan split the fried rice in half.

“Taste wife?” john asked while eating voraciously.

“Yes. You still single?”

“He-e.” John had a little trouble talking because his mouth was filled with rice.

“Married. Let someone masakin.”

“I want to save a lot. There's a story, my friend. One year married. Almost every day repossessed by his in-laws because of his minimal income. Reasonable. He's just a building porter.”

“That's the risk if you have a family, especially if you ride like me. So much patience."

Poor John. He was the first of four children. He had to support his widowed mother and his three younger siblings who were still in school. While his mother sells small-time pempek in front of their rented patch.

If the order is quiet, John is sometimes forced to owe money to close friends to cover the daily expenses of the family. It is quite often John includes a variety of job applications but the results are nil.

So the only way to make a living is just relying on online objects only. Despite being thirty-two years old, eight points adrift of Stefan's age, the steps taken by John in delaying marriage are very appropriate.

Plus, John's three sisters are all girls, third grade Junior High, sixth grade Elementary School, and one more first grade Elementary School. The three of them could be relied upon in helping his mother sell, that was all. John became the backbone of the family in the midst of difficult times.

John told me he wanted to be a hacker!

The more exciting their chat, the more afternoon, the more deserted the order. Today Stefan gets only three orders and John is the same, three. Not only them, other drivers also feel the same way, not as dirty as before.

“John, do drivers still use mods, fake GPS, nuyul and such?”

“Service providers now the system is more sophisticated. Not like before, people cheat so they can get dirty. You see, if you use dirty way, it will be detected immediately, then the account directly suspends.”

“If I make your account gacor can be up to thirty orders a day without suspending, do you want?”

“Without suspend? Clearly wanted. I owe a lot now, Stefan, and all I have to pay.”

“Serious want?”

“Mau. But impossible can not be detected.”

Stefan smile. “You just calm down.” Stefan will design a program to shred his account. Just look at tomorrow.

When he reached home at nine in the evening, Stefan was bombarded with all sorts of scorn because today he still could not meet their demands.

“Ipar ojol suck!”

“Ipar poor unreliable!”

“Help troublesome trash!

“Indeed you're a real daughter-in-law!”

Stefan's still patient, wait for tomorrow. He will reexamine his abilities.