MasukWhat if Cinderella's mother didn't die from an illness? What if her father found a way to delay death at a very costly price? What if the delayed death of her mother and the later passing of her father changed Ella from the ways of her up bringing. What if I named this story 'What if' since it's literally a big What if. Trix Williams needs to recreate a famous fairytale story to get some extra credit due to her not do scholarly extracurriculars. She must write an adaptation of a story if her choosing but the only problem is Trix doesn't know what to write. Seeking some clarity Trix asks on of her good friend to give her something to help. And let's just say after the first hit, she started having trouble separating fantasy from reality. Follow Trix as she ventures into her own imagination, on a journey of self discovery. Tricksters are born from chaos, are they not? Or maybe it's the other way around......
Lihat lebih banyak"Bastard son-in-law!”
Stefan was surprised to hear a shout from behind the door. Bobby always scolds Stefan before he goes to work. And it wasn't long before Bobby's child number three, before she left for school, was sure to be banging on Stefan's door. “You parasitic brother-in-law!” shouted Luchy Sanjaya sharply. Stefan curled up even more on the bed, helpless. His body shuddered and his breath hitched. Stefan knows that soon his other brother-in-law will also be banging on his bedroom door while giving insults before leaving for college. “Unemployed man! Useless bastard!” shouted Robert Sanjaya angrily. Stefan was shaking and shaking all over his body. He received all kinds of ridicule and insults every day. It didn't stop there, his mother-in-law also harbored hatred for him. Before going to the market, Cynthia must have jeered at Stefan's door. “Trash son-in-law!” howled Cynthia angrily. However, if the four of them had left, Lionny Fransisca Sanjaya, Stefan's wife, would come into the room and try to calm her husband down while delivering breakfast. In Bobby's house, only Lionny still feels sorry for him. "Patient, Dear. Do you want breakfast first, or do you want to take a shower first?” “Hmm. S-shower,” Stefan stammered. His eyes glazed over like a confused person. Lionny with love and patience led Stefan to the bathroom which is still in this room. After taking a shower and helping Stefan put on his clothes, Lionny fed her husband and kept trying to talk to him. However, Stefan was still not very responsive. Every time Lionny said something to him, Stefan only responded by nodding, shaking his head, muttering, blinking, looking away, and at least saying a sentence or two. Actually Stefan will go to Switzerland and work at AlfaTech, a well-known IT company. However, exactly three years ago Stefan had a tragic accident while on his way to the airport so he was forced to abandon all his plans. Stefan was in a coma for a week in the hospital. Although no part of his body was found to be defective, Stefan suffered a concussion which was fatal, Stefan lost his memory and IT skills. So for three years Stefan just locked up in his room and did nothing. He could only eat, sleep, bathe, daydream, and sometimes talk about something he didn't understand. "Honey, tell me if you need anything." Lionny kissed Stefan's forehead. “Hmm? Yes." Stefan nodded.***Stefan Raden Kusuma, a poor man who lives alone and without family, is the best IT scholar and reliable programmer. He made many achievements while still a student, such as successfully designing sophisticated firewalls for security systems, creating applications, web games, hunting crackers, and anything else related to the IT world. As soon as Stefan had finished his studies, Mr. Arya Sutejo, an Indonesian who became the CEO of AlfaTech Switzerland, was interested in hiring him and would place him in a strategic position. Mr. Arya thinks that Stefan has skills and deserves it. Stefan's fame did not stop there. A Javanese conglomerate named Sanjaya Pratama or better known as Grandfather Sanjaya was also interested in hiring Stefan at an IT company owned by the Sanjaya Group, but Stefan refused. Even so, Grandfather Sanjaya was still amazed at Stefan and offered him to be the husband of his favorite grandson, namely Lionny. Receiving the offer, of course Stefan accepted it and was willing to become a part of the Sanjaya Family in order to improve his personal name. However, unfortunately, all of his sweet dreams and plans had to be buried deep. "What can say your husband?" asked Cynthia who had just returned from Pasar Gubah, one of the legendary markets in Palembang. Their house is located at Jalan Gajah Mada, Bukit Kecil. Classy and historic residence. "Mom, why ask like that?" Lionny replied weakly. Then she helped her mother carry groceries to the kitchen. "Haho haho only if he is invited to talk. Looks like we should run to a mental hospital." "I don't want him to be taken to a mental hospital, Mom. He just needs to be treated here.” Cynthia grinned, her brows meeting. "He was sentenced by the doctor will not recover. So instead of giving us trouble here, we better evacuate him to a mental hospital, let him calm down." Lionny just shook her head as she let out a weak breath. In the past few days she has always heard chatter from her family demanding that Stefan leave this house. It really doesn't come to heart if Lionny obeys her family's wishes. However, Sanjaya's grandfather forbade it. After being treated at the hospital, Grandfather Sanjaya, who lives in Surabaya and is busy taking care of his business there, leaves Stefan with Bobby Sanjaya and his family, so that Stefan will receive care and treatment. *** In the afternoon, Bobby came home from the PT. Sanjaya Sawit, he is the main director of the company. He broke down Stefan's bedroom door. GAR! Stefan was surprised, then sat down on his knees on the bed. Stefan looked down in fear. His eyes were closed. he growled. “You crazy! Get out of this room, do something! You are the husband of my child!” Stefan scratched his head and said, “Hm? Yes, Father." “What ha?!” Bobby rages, his eyes pop, and his blood boils. He pointed at Stefan. "I'm sorry I made you as a son-in-law. If it wasn't for my father, you would have left my house a long time ago.” Robert and Luchy ran closer to Stefan's room. “What programmer are you?! You can't even talk!” cursed Robert. "Sad. You undead!” sneered Luchy. Because he doesn't want to be labeled as 'the son-in-law of the parasite' and 'the brother-in-law of the parasite', Stefan, whose brain condition has not yet recovered, forces himself to work to make money. He borrowed an unused motorcycle and agreed to work as a motorcycle taxi base. Apart from that, Stefan also forces himself to do the housework even though it's not that optimal. Even so, for the next few weeks Stefan continued to be battered with all kinds of insults. Even though his brain isn't functioning normally, Stefan has a heart, of course he feels pain. His heart was torn to pieces. In fact, Lionny is getting annoyed with Stefan too. Due to incitement and provocation from his family, Lionny finally hates Stefan and has a strong desire for Stefan to leave here. One day, for the first time since staying at his in-laws' house, Stefan opened a cupboard in his room. Surprisingly, he saw that there were many awards. He didn't even know about it. When Lionny delivered Stefan's breakfast insincerely, Stefan asked about the contents of the cupboard. Then, Lionny answered in a hateful tone. “All the certificates, medals, trophies and achievements are yours, Stefan. But all are completely useless! You'd better die!" Stefan lay limp. Was it true that all the awards belonged to him? Was it true that he was a smart and proud person? Then at night when he's alone, after all Stefan always sleeps alone, he suddenly daydreams facing the entire wardrobe.Even though he has tried his best to prove that he is not a parasite and trash in this house, his wife's family still hates and despise him. Things are not getting better. Finally Stefan decided to commit suicide. Suddenly he took all the medicine and vitamins from the doctor, totaling more than a hundred pills, then drank it in one drink. Stefan was unconscious for two days. Instead of dying from an overdose, Stefan's memories and abilities have returned. As soon as Stefan woke up he was shocked by what was happening to him at this time. “Why am I here? I should be at the airport by now and on my way to Switzerland." Stefan whispered to himself. Surprisingly, Stefan's brain returned to normal, even more powerful than that. All his memories were neatly arranged in his head. Amazingly, the number of neurons in his brain is more than double that of a normal human. There was a scream. "Why are you talking to yourself? You crazy! Trash son-in-law!” howled Bobby. Stefan smiled and hissed. “Trash son-in-law? We'll see later who will become trash."Have you ever fallen asleep in a car and woke up in a bed? It was quiet the far opposite in Trix's case, wherein she fell asleep on the smooth, visually clean table of a diner and woke up with a face full of mud. Heavy rain droplets beaten down on her body which was covered by a soaked cloak and the mud around her, splashing a lot of muck on her. She raised her head completely blinded by the mud. Raising her hands to her face and dragging her elbows through the mud she managed to clear her eyesight. She wanted to scream so badly at the sight of tall pine trees looking over her, but didn't want a mouth full of mud. She raised up, on all fours and then sat on her heels. She stared up at the dark sky, hoping for the rain to wash her face but as if by a sick joke; the rain fall became minimal. She furrowed her brow and groaned, through her hood over her head and raising to her feet. She spotted her bag in the mud and grabbed it begrudgingly. She then turned and began trudging through
15 Trix jolted awake, furiously glancing around with wide eyes. She had returned to her bedroom. Everything as far as she could tell was back in place. Her laptop sat open, a few inches away from her. Remnants of the white powder sprinkled over it. Its screen was dark. Trix rubbed at her face, occasionally slapping herself in an attempt to wake up her brain. She was blinking furiously and her mind was processing everything slowly. She was hungover. She grabbed a water bottle sitting on her bed and drank the entire thing. Once she finished her head descended into a swirling mess. She squeezed her eyes shut and waited for the feeling to go away. Her stomach churned and she felt like throwing up but the vomit never came. "I am never doing drugs again," she promised, holding her now aching head. She took a few moments to read before she decided to check her laptop. It was as she typed her password, she remembered her assignment. She typed faster. She had fallen asleep immediately afte
Trix patted down her dress nervously as she walked back into the ballroom, fully aware of her environment. She could feel the eyes of her opponents on her as well as the beading eyes of the guards. She raised her chin as she approached Tristan and the half drunk princess. She dipped into a curtsy and smiled as she reached them. “All is well I hope,” she said but was ignored when a tall rugged looking gentleman intervene. “Your highness, I wish to extend my gratitude to you for your lovely invitation to the this marvelous celebration,” Trix refused to roll her eyes at the obvious displeasure his voice held. Rexus was Sapphire born and despised Crimsons. More importantly he was a cold blooded killer, who took pride in his kill. The Crimson Princess and a few Crimson Knights would surely boost his fame and the stench of fear that would go well with his name. He gently took the princess’s soft ha
Lord Kys guided the young ones towards the gate. What laid behind it was unknown to him, for its nature was ever changing. The last time, as he recalled from the as and smoke and the disheveled state of the sole survivors clinging to each other and bruised, it was not good. He was reluctant to tell Trix and Tristan, for he did not want them to worry. They wore obviously quaking in their boots even the stoic, Tristan. Lord Kys chuckled to himself, he was confident of their survival. “This is it,” Tristan asked as they paused before an archway, littered with thorns and roses. Lord Kys nodded. Trix inhaled deeply. If she was going to die, she would go down with a fight. Also she had gotten away with worse, well not worse but potentially locked away in jail for a good while. She ran her hands through her hair and tried to channel the adrenaline junkie who stole her school’s rival’s trophy from a
Previously....Trix gulped as she watched their carriage left. She closed her book and sighed. How was she going to fix the problem that she had created.Trix was deep in thought that she didn't even hear the yells coming from behind her. A body collided with hers and she fell
Trix wrinkled her nose as course object tickled it. She hummed. A gush of cold wind passed over her and extended her hand to grab her blanket. Her hand instead made contact with soft, cold, leafy mud. Trix's eyes snapped open.She scrambled to her feet as she observed her unfamiliar
*This chapter may contain offensive content, read at your own risk!!!!Do not attempt to replicate any action protrayed in this chapter. Thank you for reading!!!*Trix bit her lip as she stared dazed at the air. She was so high that she could reach the stars. Her head staggered
Apples, oranges, lettuce, tomatoes, you name it. They all were here. What she was doing there is what Trix did not understand. She felt different, taller and everyone was looking at her, well every woman.She bit her lips as she contemplated the reason. She suddenly heard a gasp and






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