The Warm Home
Season 2 Chapter 2

George was also happy to hear the story of his grandson's 'unique' life.

"Drink first, after that you continue again." He said while pouring a cup of tea. He knew that his quiet grandson was thirsty because he spoke too much.

"Oh, thank you." After that, he continued his story.

"I actually know what a child's world is like. It just doesn't suit me. I've tried to play with my neighbor's son but I feel uncomfortable. I love reading books alone in my room.

People often advise my grandmother to send me to school so that I can have many friends, not lonely, can socialize, ETC. I'm not even interested in any of that. I've been too cool with my own world."

Without Raka realizing it, he smiled as long as he told me from earlier. George silently watched while holding back his laughter. The smile reminded him of someone very valuable in his life.

"It turns out you can smile too, yeah." Said George.

"Sure! I am a normal human being. I can smile." Ticus. In his heart, he held back his regret.

"Don't put on a face like that. Come on, smile again. Your handsome face will be filled with wrinkles before old age." George said that he was anxious to see the angry boy.

Then he came down from the sofa and approached the black rose that had caught his attention from earlier.

"Grandma's dead, huh?" Suddenly asked.

"Grandmother? I mean-"

"Grandfather's wife." The words of Raka who succeeded made George slack. "How does he know?" Ask in the heart.

"Not to be surprised. Just entered the room I can guess." Said the boy while walking towards the purple colored flower

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"When I entered, I saw purple tulips and black roses in one vase. Purple tulips symbolize loyalty and black roses symbolize the separation of death or grief. .

And next to her are red roses and orchids that symbolize true love. Love, loyalty, and sadness.

From the flowers can be taken meaning: 'I will love you faithfully even though we are separated (by death).'

And near the bed there is a myosotis flower that symbolizes true love and loyalty. Another name for the flower is Forget-me-not."

"Haha! Yeah, you're right. Haaah! It's so hard to forget my first and last love. He was the one who accompanied me from the beginning to pioneer the business until success together and famous everywhere.

When I feel tired and desperate, he encourages me. So it was hard for me to get up and see the fact that he was gone. Up until now, I still sometimes rejected the fact that he was already in another realm."

The middle-aged man's face turned mellow. His eyes were heating up, tears were ready to spill.

Raka immediately hugged her grandfather to comfort. He felt guilty about what he said.

"I'm sorry, I made grandpa sad."

George smiled and nodded slowly.

"I know you're still hungry. We go to the dining room and eat there." George said to divert the conversation. He did not want his grandson to feel guilty. Raka nodded then walked towards the door and opened it for her.

"It looks like the facilities here are complete." Said Raka while touring the mansion.

"Intentionally make complete. Because I'm not the kind of person who likes to go out. I like doing activities in my house. I think it's more comfortable."

The boy did not hear his grandfather, he was busy paying attention to the design of the building and the facilities in the sturdy and tall building.

"You'll be right here. No need to leave the house, all you need is available." George said slightly raising his voice because of their distance.

The servants noticed the interaction of two people of different generations. They were like two people who had known each other for a long time.

"Thank God.... Raka started to feel comfortable. Hope you stay here." Said Hans in his heart, seeing the closeness of Grandpa and his granddaughter.

Plaque!

"Aw! Zack! Always surprised me." His protest when someone hit his shoulder suddenly.

"Don't daydream here. Let's go to the shelter garden first. You must miss." Zack said while carrying a jar filled with cake.

"Don't worry about the young master. I'm sure, he'll adapt easily." Hans nodded then walked after his best friend.

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Raka arrived at the door in white. The handle is yellow gold. He looked at her and George took turns.

"Grandfather told me to go inside?" Ask.

George just nodded. Then, he opened the rather heavy and tall door. Just opening it, a pleasant and tempting smell came out of the room. The smell of delicious food.

"Hmmmm.... Chicken soup!" Said Raka with sparkling eyes. Then he looked at the next dish with wide eyes.

"Ooh no! How much should I eat? Can I just take the chicken soup away??" His monologue.

George watched her and smiled. Understand the meaning of his face.

They sit next to each other. Yes, George deliberately did it because he wanted to see if the vegetable would he eat or not.

Raka ate the soup ravenously until it ran out. As for the vegetables, he pushed them little by little. George was silent, pretending not to know. Actually, he had stolen a look from earlier.

"Ehm!"

George's voice surprised him. He looked to the side, his grandfather smiling meaningfully.

"Come, open your mouth. It is not good to waste food. Had to eat until it's over."

Raka shook her head quickly and closed her mouth. Yep. From the beginning, Lynn, her late grandmother often obeyed what she liked and disliked. The boy found it very difficult to eat vegetables. He prefers fruit. It is sweet and delicious, unlike vegetables.

"I assure you, you'll ask for it again. It's really delicious. Come on." Comeon." Persuade George.

Finally, the boy resigned and opened his mouth. While chewing, his eyes twinkled and bribed him again until it ran out.

"Don't kid!" One word came out of his mouth after finishing that bowl of vegetables.

"The name is Ranch Dressing. If you want more, just tell chef Bard. He's the one who cooks here." Evidently.

Raka was just a mangosteen while wiping his mouth with a soft cloth.

"So to the library?" Ask while walking out. The boy nodded and followed him from behind.

On the other side....

3 adult men were chatting leisurely enjoying the cool air in the orchard.

"Hey! You guys haven't told me who that purple-eyed boy is. He said he was infuriated by Ben and Mr. George was furious that the boy was Master's grandson... " Said the young servant.

Zack, who was quiet in nature, only nodded while closing his eyes. He really enjoyed his break. Finally, Hans answered.

"Name Raka. He is indeed the grandson of the missing Mr. George. You should call him young master. He's already a part of the Lord." Hans said while playing the apple in his hand.

"Well, I'm getting curious. What if I become her nanny?"

"Related???" This time Zack is speaking.

"Hahaha he doesn't know who he's dealing with yet." Hans said in a mocking tone.

"Forget over!! Keep it in your mind. Now, enjoy this cool air. We haven't had three together in a long time." Hans multiplied the conversation.

"ah! You spend too much time in the clinic. As for Zack, he's always busy with Mr. George's needs." Said the young maid in a slightly annoyed tone.

"Which is noisy, please come out." Zack said in a slightly high tone.

Hans and the young servant looked at each other and chose to eat the fruit they had picked. Afraid that Zack will get angry. "Ciii! Scary." Jerit Hans in heart.

"Did you see that brown door?" George asked as he accompanied his grandson around the mansion.

The boy nodded.

"Open up, and come in." George pushed a little bit of that little body. The curious Raka finally walked towards the door in question then opened it.

When it opened, he silently observed the contents of the room. "Waaahhhh! lots of books here. The room is also clean and fragrant. Don't you think this is the library you're referring to." Mumbled.

Instantly forget the sadness and pain he felt. The books are neatly arranged everywhere. The books are arranged based on their respective categories so that it is easy to find the title you want to read.

"There's a novel too! This is what I want to read."

George saw from a distance how happy he was. When children his age play with friends, he is busy looking for his wish book. Not infrequently the smart boy went secretly to the library which was far enough just to borrow the book he wanted to read.

After being satisfied to see his grandson, George finally left him alone and walked alone to the room.

Zack who was carrying a fruit basket saw his master walking around alone, directly approaching him.

"Master. Why don't you call me for a walk?" Ask Zack with worry.

"I just drove my granddaughter to the library. Don't overdo it, I'm not that fragile." George said as he continued walking.

"Don't leave your basket in the middle of the road."

Zack was surprised, he almost forgot the basket he had brought. "Hopefully with the presence of the young master, it can bring back the lost happiness." Zack said inwardly as he walked behind his master.