Chapter 2

Stefan calling Pak Arya to discussing his job at AlfaTech.

 "Sorry, Stefan, your name has been crossed out and has been replaced by someone else."

 "I have signed the employment contract, sir."

 “That's right.  But it's been three years you didn't give confirmation to the company.  So it is with a heavy heart that we inform you that you can no longer be accepted to work at AlfaTech.”

 Stefan gave up his hopes of working at AlfaTech.  Then he looked for other options, namely trying to find a job vacancy.  However, Stefan will not be able to because all diplomas and certificates and anything related to the administration of his studies, from elementary to undergraduate, have all been burned by Bobby.  Leaving nothing.

 Except for what's in this cupboard.  What can he wear to apply for a job?  Stefan has an idea.  How about she apply at a company run by her own in-laws.

 Monday morning.  Stefan knew that soon his father-in-law would be banging on his bedroom door.  Before that, he was already prepared.  He had bathed and was neatly dressed.  He saw himself in the mirror.  His hair is short and combed to the right.  Big nose.  Thin lips.  Pointed chin.  Height 180 cm and weight 70 kilograms.  His skin is olive, close to white.  With this blue shirt suit, Stefan looks handsome.

 GAR!

 GAR!

 Stefan hurriedly opened the door.  "Good morning Father!"  said Stefan without stammering, smiling.

 Bobby was startled, his mouth slightly open.  "Why are you so neat?  You are crazy!"

 “I want to work at PT.  Sanjaya Sawit as a programmer.  I can manage websites, maintain systems, and repair computer equipment."

 Bobby snorted in annoyance as he cursed.  "You're weird!  Just eat and sleep there!”

 "I'm serious, Dad.  I have a wife to provide for."

 "You are still dreaming.  Base!"  Bobby looked away, then walked away leaving Stefan who was still stunned.

 Not long after that Robert and Luchy simultaneously arrived at Stefan's door.  Seeing Stefan's neat appearance, the two of them gasped, did they see it wrong?

 “You're slowly making progress, trash brother-in-law!  Yesterday you could drive a motorbike, now you  can dress neatly.  That's fine," said Robert.

 "Don't forget to bring a handkerchief to wipe the liquid that will come out of your nose!"  reproached Luchy.

 Stefan relaxed hearing all the insults towards him.  Calmly and clearly he replied, "If you guys want to go then go ahead, I'm going out to get some breakfast."

 Robert pointed at him disdainfully.  “You've been a parasite in this house for almost three whole years.  You remember?  It's good that now you can find your own food."

 “Even chickens are not fed.  Parasite!"

 "You are lower than a chicken!"

 "Just die!"

 Robert and Luchy leave.

 Not wanting to be insulted either by his mother-in-law or his wife, Stefan shuffled out of the house.  There wasn't anything that he didn't remember around here, even in this city, he remembered everything very well, he even still remembered the names of the doctors and nurses who took care of him while he was in the hospital.

 Stefan sits in a roadside coffee shop around Bukit Kecil.  He enjoys a cup of black coffee and a few slices of bread.  He saw Angsana, palm, and banyan trees by the side of the road.  He knew exactly the names of the walkway plants, Furcraea and Lantana.  He could even tell the difference between bottle palms, princess palms, and triangular palms.

 While at home, Lionny was shocked when she didn't find Stefan in the room.  Then he asked his mother who had just returned from the market.

 "Where's that parasitic son-in-law?"  Cynthia asked back while glancing around the house.

 "I've been looking for him, but not there."

 "He's in the wrong house, it's hard for us outside, it's really wrong to have a useless son-in-law like him."

 "Mom, I think I have to talk to Grandpa Sanjaya again."

 Lionny took her cellphone and called her grandfather.  He delivered all sorts of complaints while Stefan was here.  One family agreed to send Stefan to a mental hospital.

 "He insisted on becoming a motorcycle taxi driver, even though we had banned him, now he has left the house without even saying goodbye."

 "I still love him.  If you kick them out let alone get divorced, all of you will never get an inheritance!”

Senior Sanjaya gave him a firm ultimatum.  Hearing that, Cynthia and Lionny were unable to say anything else.  Bobby, as the head of the family, couldn't move when he was warned by his father.

 Of course this family will do whatever is ordered by Grandpa Sanjaya, because Bobby is the only heir to the family, therefore all of the abundant inheritance has been guaranteed to be received by Bobby.

 The only step they can take is to remain patient with Stefan's presence in this house.  If senior Sanjaya had decided on something, no one would be able to protest.  Everything will go according to his orders.

 "Assalamualaikum."

 Cynthia and Lionny flinched, then answered the greeting.  Apparently Stefan.  He's home.  Lionny hastily approached the front door.

 "Where have you been?  We are very worried, “asked Lionny frowning.

 If Stefan didn't come home, Grandpa Sanjaya would be furious.  Cynthia, even though she already hates him, tries not to overdo it and treats Stefan badly.

 "We were worried about you!"  Cynthia put her hands on her hips and shook her head.

 Stefan smiled.  He innocently gave her a packet of fresh bread that she had bought at the convenience store.  "I'm sorry I didn't say goodbye anymore.  Because I'm hungry."

 "Yes, of course! You almost died two days from an overdose."

 Lionny and her mother were even surprised.  Why is Stefan now looking good?  Why is he so fluent now?  How can she go shopping?

 Cynthia was furious and said, “Come on in there!  We will lock it from the outside!”

 "No, ma'am.  Do not lock.  Later I want to go out again.  I want to pull this afternoon."

 “You don't need to go motorbike taxiing, Stefan.  Grandpa Sanjaya will think you are abandoned here.  Worse, you won't remember the way home."

 "Stay cool.  I remember, the proof is I'm home now."

 In the afternoon, just as Bobby was coming home from work, Stefan said goodbye to his in-laws.

 “Hey trash son-in-law!  Where are you going?"

 "Want to make money, Father," replied Stefan while wearing a helmet.

 "Don't!  Your brain and body have not recovered yet!”

 Stefan was jumping up and down doing jumping jacks and flexing his muscles.  "I'm fine, Father.  If you change your mind, I'll be ready to work at your company anytime,” Stefan said without the slightest stammer.

 Bobby looked away, then stepped from the living room to the family room.  "Drink more drugs!  Don't keep bothering us!”

 His wife and all the children were astonished.  Why can Stefan bravely and confidently want to leave the house all the time?  The four of them made sarcastic sentences in sequence.

 "Grandpa Sanjaya's beloved shameful daughter-in-law, listen to us, if you die or run away, the fate of all of us here will be in shambles."

 "The brother-in-law who is said to be a top programmer, don't pretend to be healthy, you will be hit again later, you will die this once!"

 “Pathetic brother-in-law.  You better just daydream in that room there!”

 Stefan doesn't care.  He will still find money to support his wife, then set aside some money to buy a laptop.  Because, with the laptop later it will be easier for him to get money.

 Stefan's phone rang.

 First order as an online motorcycle taxi for today!