Genius Child: Hunting Conglomerate Fathers
Save My Mother's
"There's a virus coming in! Our entire computer network is paralyzed!" Said one of the IT experts, wearing earphones. His fingers moved quickly, really quickly.
The tension that really happened. A lot of company data that can be accessed by the hacker. But what is the purpose of this hacker?
There is no panic, no one does not panic. Entire IT teams are deployed, including contacting paid IT teams. What a crazy act, it's been an hour but the situation can not be overcome dozens of adults with education and decades of experience.
Paralyzed, that's the condition of the entire computer network in this company. No employee can work. Data accessed, by the professional hacker.
What does the hacker look like? Everyone was curious, but they could imagine. Perhaps what they are dealing with is a team of hackers who use advanced technology.
Not realizing just a small finger with a cafe computer that they are slow to face. The sound of the game is heard, half the internet cafe computer experienced a delay in access. Because who? Of course because the Zeyan requires a high speed of access.
"Not been an hour." Said the cafe keeper. But Zeyan's little hand gave a few more five-thousand bills.
"In a moment, Zeyan is playing a game." The words spoken by the owner of the cheek kembem super sweet.
"Son, it looks like you've been pressured wrong. Let me get it out, okay?" Said the cafe keeper staring at the monitor screen, not understanding what the child was doing.
"No! Can't! It's game!" lie Zeyan, hugging the computer monitor tightly.
The cafe keeper could only sigh while holding back a laugh. The man who sits back in his chair playing mobile legend does not care what the child does.
*
Beep it!
'Internal server error!'
All computers have the same writing.
A man walking through the lobby saw his employees in a panic. Greeting him in a hurry, the sound of the printer machine sounded nonstop. Print documents through a computer that is still working. Although not much, there must be a copy of the data.
It's crazy, it's really madness. The man who was quite tall, proportional body shape, had a beautiful face without a smile was walking. The owner and CEO of this company, Fabian, that's the name. A 28-year-old boy.
Wearing a black suit that seemed modern, some employees who passed by him lowered their heads in respect.
"Sir..." Someone opened the door for him. His secretary, a 50-year-old man, Cakra was his name.
"What's going on!?" one question came out of Fabian's mouth at one of the paid IT experts.
"Boss! Our company's security was breached by someone!" Answer from IT expert.
"You have dozens of people! Why can't just tackle a hacker!?" One cold, expressionless question from Fabian.
It's really upset to see this rubbish. The company's data worth tens of billions could have been freely accessed by the hacker today.
But what's the purpose? That's what Fabian had in mind right now. What mafia? Maybe the enemy company? Not one person, maybe one other IT team that makes the professional people a club like this.
"mpus! He's sending the virus again!" One of the IT experts yelled in annoyance, grabbed his hair in frustration, the man's hand moved back quickly.
CEO of a big company, that's who he is. Never faced such a terrible situation.
"Cakra! Investigate companies and mafia networks that have technology and human resources in the IT field that exceeds us." Fabian said to his own temple.
One virus is successfully overcome, then two other viruses will be sent. This is not an indiscriminate person, who faced by him might be able to destroy his company in a few hours. If the company's data is sent to a competitor company.
*
Huk! Huk!
Zeyan's pale face was visible, covering his own mouth and nose. But still the blood flowed from his little hand. The child inserts the flash on the CPU. Transmitting viruses that are more difficult to overcome. Then go to the bathroom. To change his clothes that were covered in blood.
A few minutes later the boy came out wearing a kindergarten outfit. A smile was seen on his face staring at the internet cafe computer monitor. They have not been able to overcome it, even beating a child who is seriously ill they are not able to.
"Don't help me ride!" Zeyan said he was still trying to get on the high plastic cafe chair.
Instead of helping, the cafe keeper even recorded how the child again struggled to ride. Maybe it will make it viral as a cute child who has trouble going up but can go down by himself.
"Yes! I'll help you, but kiss first!" The cafe's keeper thrust his cheek.
Pissed off? That's how Zeyan feels right now."I was handsome and sweet, but not an orange eating an orange," his mind but according, with a pouty face sweet as Donald duck.
As imagined the cafe keeper who actually has a child the age of Zeyan. A little pinch Zeyan's cheek, then help the good boy to the chair.
The child dressed in kindergarten, typed up quickly writing a message he would send to the father's corporate office.
'Dad br*ngsek! I'll take your spinal cord!' That was the message sent by the little finger of the child, the smiling five-year-old grinning with a pale white complexion.
*
When panic occurs, the hand movements of some IT experts stop. The virus sent by the hacker stopped, the computer network returned to its original state. But e-mail is sent in all the computers in this place.
'Dad br*ngsek! I'll take your spinal cord!'
The message visible in all the screens left everyone stunned. Including the owner of the company, a man who swallowed his own saliva.
"Master?" Speak chakra to him.
"Did my father have another child?" ask Fabian on the Cakra.
"No, you're an only child. Your father I made sure never cheated on." That was the answer from Cakra, bowing down pouring tea on his master."Do you have children?" continued.
"A...me? The kid?" Fabian swallowed his saliva. The smart CEO in the business world is trying to remember everything. She only slept with one woman six years ago. A blind woman who works at a flower shop. The woman who gave him shelter.
"Don't know." The answer from him was full of guilt. Does he have children? If anything, isn't that kid only about five years old?
It is impossible to be a hacker. Something impossible, besides that for six years he was indeed overshadowed by guilt. Can't forget the blind woman he fucked. Or rather miss him? Fear of not daring to take responsibility back then. Leaving the blind woman with a body filled with traces of her brutality. Just wipe away the tear marks and kiss her forehead.
"Damn!" he remembers his past.
While elsewhere, Zeyan got off the chair. After removing all traces. His face was smiling, walking away while singing my rainbow-rainbow and balloon song. Occasionally jumping around happy like his age. Now living to be a good boy, back to the hospital eating papaya fruit brought by his mother.
*
Caecilia, a woman in Fabian's memory is now in a panic, searching for Zeyan's whereabouts. His only son, until the boy is seen wearing a kindergarten uniform, enters the hospital lobby.
"Mother!" he hugged Secilia. The crying mother hugged her son, there was fear. Don't want to lose the sweet angel God put on her.
"Mother, tomorrow I want a honeycomb..." Pinta the child with teary eyes. Something that would make her mother go out of town, might take her half a day to return.
"But.but..." The mother seemed doubtful.
"Mom won't grant my wish?" asked Zeyan again, a little grumbling.
In the end the woman nodded, trying to smile. Her son's happiness is her priority right now."But Zeyan where have you been?"
"Taught the tiger..." Zeyan Joking.
"Next time don't make me anxious?" pinta the mother, answered with a nod by the child.
*
But is it true? The sun has risen. When the mother was looking for a loan to buy him a honeycomb outside the city, the boy came to his father's company escorted by a police car.
The same trick, a five-year-old pretends to be lost. But what is he doing in this building? Of course looking for a way to steal his father's spinal cord. A bar-bar boy who wants to live to protect his mother.