The Warm Home
Season 2 Chapter 15

"So... Do you want to be the leader of a company?" Raphael asked while cleaning the fruits that he and Raka picked earlier.

"don't know. The wish somehow appeared and then left again. I just want to live a quiet and happy life. Leading a company is not easy. The responsibility is heavy." The answer.

His busy hand rummaging through the sauce suddenly stopped. The dream memory came again.

"I haven't asked Grandpa that. Haaah! Forgetting it is very difficult. Hhmmm.... Don't-don't, he's the founder of NathaLey's company."

Unknowingly, the sauce he stirred, spilled a little. Raphael saw her daydreaming instantly patting her on the shoulder.

"What's wrong? Look, what are you doing.. Don't daydream."

Raka immediately regained consciousness and was surprised to see his desk dirty. He immediately picked up a cloth to clean the spilled sauce.

"Is that guy still haunting your mind?" Raphael asked suddenly, which made Raka surprised and immediately turned to him. .

"Actually... I've known for a long time but I decided to wait for the right time. I know you're often restless in your sleep because of your nightmares." Further.

Raka did not respond to anything. He was confused what to say. Before long, the fruits they were processing had already been finished. They make a fresh fruit salad with yogurt sauce.

Nicholas came to help bring the fresh dish to Mr. George's study.

As he entered, George was talking seriously with his assistant and Zack tidied the papers on the table.

"Is that a dish for guests?" Zack asked as he watched his sister push into his trolley.

"Not just for guests. There's for Mr. George too."

Then he leaned over his body and whispered.

"For us too, you know. It tastes delicious."

Zack directly pushed him and distanced his body then shook his head slowly.

"Excuse me... Please enjoy the fresh dishes." Nicholas said while he was on the table. Jonathan looked at the mouth-watering fruit salad before his eyes, ate it and then bribed again.

"Well! Really fresh. Thanks though. Uh! I'm sorry, Mr. George. I can't hold it anymore." Jonathan said, watching the fruit.

"Whatever. Yeah, you haven't eaten anything since. Now, enjoy."

While the two were enjoying a meal, Zack immediately pulled his sister out. Then, after being far away from the room, he started to make a sound.

"Don't repeat the act again. You should know the place. It is impolite to whisper in front of the Master." Reprovedly. Nicholas just nodded slowly.

Zack is a tough guy on anyone. Many say that he is fierce but, in fact, he is a warm figure to those he believes in.

"Eat already?" Nicholas asked as they walked into the kitchen. Zack just shook his head. Nicholas took two glass cups from the kitchen, and went out.

"There's a salad for us. Come, come! To my master's kitchen." He shouted while running small. Zack just shook his head at his sister's behavior and followed behind her.

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Raka Room.

"Have you ever told me about your family?"

"I live with my nephew Grandpa. He and his wife raised me as his son." He answered with a big smile.

"Huh?! Oho! I see." Legally.

"I'm sorry.... I didn't tell him it was complete. Heee"

"Oh... Doesn't matter. Hhmmm.... Have you ever met your kids, Grandpa?" Ask Raka who is still very curious.

"When you meet, you never have. But if you look, ever. At that time, his first son had stayed here for 2 days. I just saw it from a distance.

His face looks like Grandpa's. But, his nature was more fierce than grandfather. I found out from one of the waiters who cleaned his room. His eyes look very piercing. Oh yea! I've heard his voice. Very heavy and thunderous." Raphael's story with a serious expression.

Raka watched him and listened carefully. Instead of being afraid, he was curious about the figure of the man.

"Raka, don't tell me you're curious and want to meet her." He said while glancing sharply towards the crybaby Raka.

"Why indeed? Ahahaha! He's not a criminal. Grandpa lhooo's son. Haha". Raphael clucked in annoyance at the response.

"Do you know his name?" Ask Raka while turning the pages of her book.

"Mr Axel. Yes, the servants called him that. Oh yea! I just remembered! Haaah! Actually was.... I don't want to remember it anymore."

Raka saw his unfriendly facial expression. Then he closed the book and sat down.

"If you don't want to be remembered, yes. Don't-". Raphael shook his head quickly.

"You should know this. So that, when that person is here AGAIN, you can be careful" Raka shut up and nodded slowly.

"There was one of my grandchildren named Lizzy. She dislikes me so much because of my unclear origins. He said that I did not deserve to be in the Vicenzo family residence.

Nah! We are the same. His parents are not clear who. You'll be careful with her." Evidently

Raka sighed, then leaned her back against the sofa she was sitting on.

"ah! Better, I'll just stay in the room." He said while closing his eyes.

"When you call grandpa? At that time I was also reluctant but, grandfather called me." Said worried.

"Easy! Just think about it later. Now, we're sleeping. Today, my energy is drained more. Do you want to sleep here or go back to your room?" Raka walked to the bathroom to wash her hands and brush her teeth, getting ready for bed.

"I'll go back to my room. See you tomorrow." Raphael said as he opened the door and closed it back.

Raka smiled grinning while mirroring. He was like someone who planned something.

"That's how. Please do what you want. Worthless people, be prepared for my vengeance."

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A month later.....

"Yes, sorry. I'm just tidying up a little bit of my kitchen." Say it while pouting.

"Couldn't you ask your servant? Get used to discipline, Raka. You should know the priority list! The most important thing to do and solve what. Will get used to adulthood if not trained from small." Evidently

"Yes, Grandpa. I get it." Raka closed her eyes. It was already unable to bear to see his grandfather's expression.

"Jas. Now, you type these two sheets. And remember!"

"Yes..... There should be no wrong numbers or letters. Okay, now I'm gonna start. Move" heck.

Plaque!

"Not polite, you're a kid." George hit his arm with a ruler. The way Raka spoke was difficult to change.

"Duh, yes sorry. Not intentionally." Say lightly.

George stood up leaving Raka who focused on typing ten fingers smoothly. George often told him to type letters and other documents.

He also taught Raka the software that is on the computer. Because his brain is intelligent, then he easily remembers everything.

2 Hours passed....

"Well! Done it. You old man. He said two pieces. Eeehhh was given another 4 pieces. My fingers are all sore. Though.... I promised Brother I'd make grilled chicken." His grunt.

"Yes, bad boy! The grumbling continues. Hey, Nich. Suap your chatty master with a handful of flowers." Said George who appeared suddenly from behind him.

He checked his grandson's work then walked to his desk drawer and picked up something. A gray color box tied with White color ribbon. Then he handed it to his grandson.

"Take it. I've kept it for a long time." Raka looked at the box and took it. Looks like it's still good. "When grandfather bought it" his inner asked.

"Yummm... Thanks though. Then I'll resign. Come on, Nich" After they're out of sight, George sits on the couch and lifts his head. While looking at the ceiling of the room, he muttered.

"Thank you for coming to my dream, Dad. Dad's right, he's the one who's gonna save this family. But I won't force him anything. He deserves his future."

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"Sister, sorry. Looks like it's gonna have to cancel making roasted chicken. We make sandwiches, yes" Raphael who was cleaning his vase nodded slowly.

"It's okay. I-i understand. Anyway, I promised you, Grandpa. Later if the schedule is not solid. Want to make a sandwich? Come onl. I wash my hands first" he said relaxed.

Raka and Raphael's relationship is getting closer. They are like sister. Especially with Raphael's higher body, it looks more like a sibling. In fact, Raka who initially liked her own, now wants to share a room.

He and Nicholas looked for an empty room in the mansion that was large for his room and Raphael. He wants to room with his brother. He designed the room himself and gave it to his grandfather.

George immediately called the servants to buy items according to the needs of his grandson. .

Raka then arranged the layout and within 10 days, the rooms for the two people were finished.

Raphael was very happy to see her and that made him even more happy, when Raka had already considered her as her own brother.

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"Hm?! Why is there no bread?? Though, I remember there were still some sheets, lhoo." Raka said astonished while looking for the bread she had stored. Indeed, yesterday the day after, he was given bread by the chef who worked in the mansion. Then, he kept it in his private kitchen.

"Yes yes. In fact, yesterday when we took the cookie jar, the bread is still here. There's a lot of."

The atmosphere was silent, they were busy searching the entire closet. Still not met. When Raphael opened the refrigerator, he shouted in fear and immediately ran towards Raka who was still looking for bread.

"Sister why? What's up?" Tanya Raka panicked.

"The refrigerator! Openup! You should see it. Huh. huh......"

Raka also stood up to the refrigerator that had not been tightly closed and...

"Aaaahhhh! WHO PUT SPIDERS HERE?!"

Three large spiders roam the fridge. Not only that, there was an unpleasant smell that pierced the nose.

No matter what the bread was missing, she immediately pulled out her brother, then ran to the room.

"Yes my.... Who wickedly did that?! It was impossible for the spider to enter by itself. Someone must have put it in." Raphael said as he adjusted his breathing.

Raka, he didn't say anything. He was silent with a horrible facial expression. Raphael did not know, he was changing his clothes in the bathroom.

Raka comes out of the room, to find her servant. Luckily, they met halfway.

"Hi, young master. Search me?? Looky. The flowers are blooming. Roger said, the flowers can be picked. Beautiful right?" Apparently he was from the flower garden and was walking towards his master's room to give the flowers that he had just picked.

Raka took him straight to the room. Nicholas was astonished by his master's attitude.

"Put it there. Let my brother take care of it. You should come with me. SE KA RANG." Said hastily. Nicholas just kept quiet, actually wanting to ask what was going on.

When she reached the kitchen, Raka told her to open the refrigerator. Nicholas was astonished, but he did it anyway. When opening the refrigerator, the pungent smell came out. He immediately covered his nose with his handkerchief. A few seconds later, came out one of the largest spiders. .

Nicholas surprised. Just like Raphael, he shouted. He ran out to find his brother, Zack.

Zack, who is currently cleaning George's room, is disturbed by successive knocking of the door.

"Just disturb! Could be --"

"I beg you, Zack. You should see this. Leave first. I assure you, Mr. George will not be angry. He would be angry if we ignored this. Come on, come with me!" Nicholas said frantically as he tugged at his arm.

Zack looked at his face, indicating something bad was going on. Without thinking much, he followed his sister. They were in the kitchen. Zack was really surprised by what he saw. Two spiders roamed the kitchen and one died in the fridge.

"W-who did it?? Oh my goodness, the smell! Makes me nauseous. Where's mister?"

"Ah yes! That young master was here." Nicholas said while looking for him.

"Stupid! Why did you leave him??! Supposedly, you take him to a safe place first. After that, report to me." Annoyed annoyed.

Suddenly, a waiter came by saying that Raka was being hit by a maid.

"WHAT?!"