The Warm Home
Chapter 3

Lynn's sweat pours profusely when, the weather is not hot.

BRACKET!

The door opened forcefully. The drunken youth smirked, making Lynn terrified.

"How long was it open? You intentionally?" He said, pointing at Lynn's face. Lynn stared at him flatly. In his heart, he felt fear.

"Haaaahhhh" Lynn exhaled heavily. For years he has been patient in dealing with the bad nature of his youngest child.

"When do you want this to go on, son?" Ask Lynn softly.

"I don't want to hear anything from you. Quickly give me the money!"

Alan turned left right looking for what he should slam. Lynn immediately realized it.

"Don't make a fuss. Raka's sick, son " said Lynn in a soft voice.

"Curtain!" Alan immediately sat down on the chair with an irritated expression.

"This time I'll shut up. But, I still ask for 10,000 dollars to pay the debt" he said, glancing at his mother.

Lynn widened her eyes. He's surprised. "Ap-"

"Oooh so, unwilling to give yaaa" Alan got up from his seat and walked towards Lynn's room. Seeing that, Lynn immediately stopped him.

Grep's!

As if knowing what was going to happen, Lynn clasped Alan's hand so as not to enter his room.

"Mom only has 5000 dollars. Wait right here. I'm gonna"

"Well, since I'm being kind, I'm not asking for more. Give it!"

He sat back on the living room bench.

While Lynn, rushed to take 5000 dollars from her savings slowly so that her grandson did not wake up.

"This is the money you asked for. Already yes, I don't have any more savings. You haven't eaten yet, it's your favorite cake." He said while giving a small food basket.

Alan said nothing. He took the basket roughly and went straight out of the house.

"I'll be back again. If there's no money, I'll sell this house"

Brak!

Alan came out while slamming the door. Lynn stroked his chest, she was relieved. Alan was gone and did not bother himself and his grandson anymore. Even so, he was still worried. One day, Alan will come back and ask him for a lot of money.

Lynn locked the door and rushed back to the room to check on her granddaughter. Still asleep. Lynn went to bed and slept next to her. I hope tomorrow there will be a miracle in my life.

City X

In a big and luxurious house. A handsome 35-year-old man with a sturdy and tall body, walked haughtily past the servants who greeted him. The scale stopped when he arrived at the door in a dark brown color with a golden handle.

Tok Tok!

"Please enter" said someone from inside the room.

Clamps!

"Dad, how are you? I haven't been to you for 3 years. I've changed a lot." The handsome man said with a smile as he walked up to the old man who was sitting while sipping his coffee.

"You've changed, too, Robert. What's the matter you came to me? Usually forget and be preoccupied with your hired girls." He said as he glanced at the wry face of his son.

"Come on... That's my past. Now, I really have changed. The little company you gave me has grown and its branches are everywhere. My life is better and more organized." Robert immediately changed his expression when talking about his life.

"Yeah." The old man exhaled heavily. He was tired of Robert.

"Jas. Where is my beautiful grandson?" He looked at Robert's face.

"Oh, tomorrow morning he'll come." Robert replied with a slanted smile. The old man said nothing more. This time he was busy with the documents in his hands.

"Then I say goodbye. Tomorrow morning, I'll come with my little family. Bye then. Take care of your health and reduce the amount of coffee, Dad." Robert walked out of the room.

"Curtain! Family small. Hhmmm..."

Geck! Geck!

"Sir, it's 10 p.m. Your bed is ready." Said someone from outside the room. "Just go in, Zack."

Clamps!

A servant came in and shut the door.

"Time to rest, Mr. George." The servant said while tidying his master's desk.

"You're so chatty, Zack! I-i know. It's only 10 o'clock. Haaaa..... You don't understand how bored it is to sit in the room constantly." George Protests.

Zack just kept quiet as he led his master out of the room.

"To be in my room makes me sad. The shadows of my past with my wife keep popping up, I don't want to dissolve in sadness." Zack just nodded.

Yes, his wife George has died first due to illness since 8 years ago. It was not easy for George to accept his death. Even George had fallen ill until hospitalized for 10 days due to severe stress.

So, George busied himself by reading books, working, and pursuing his hobby that he had left painting. And all that George did in his study.

Chequek!

Zack opens the door to his master's bedroom and George walks in while glancing at Zack.

"I'm worried about your health, sir. If you get sick, who will take care of FG Group? And the haters must have taken advantage of the moment to destroy what you and your mistress have built all this time." Obviously Zack is long.

George just smiled. A few minutes later, George was ready for bed. Just as Zack was about to get out of his master's room, George suddenly said "so Robert came. His appearance has changed. His way of speaking has not changed. From his guts, he's like someone who's hiding something."

Zack just smiled hearing his master tell him a story.

"Tomorrow he will come with his little family. Well, Zack. You know your job, right? Ask George. Zack nodded and looked down respectfully. He came out of his master's room and walked to his room.

"Tasks this time seem a bit fun. Hmmmmm...." He said while grinning.

When he got to the room, he immediately cleaned his body and put on his pajamas to prepare for sleep.

He sat on his bed looking up at the sky through his bedroom window. "I hope tomorrow, everything goes well." Mumbled.

"Sir Robert, may you be pleased with our welcome." After that, Zack fell asleep.

Tomorrow in the morning. George's residence was already crowded with the sounds of items being moved. The servants were busy with their own work.

"Zack, is everything ready?" George asked his loyal servant. "Of course, sir. Everything is ready as you wish." Zack said while helping George put on his clothes. After that, he combed his master's hair that had been overgrown with gray hair.

"It's neat, sir."

"Hhhmmm.... Always satisfying" he said. George was always satisfied with Zack's work.

They also walked to the living room. Zack leads his master down the stairs when, in fact, George can still do it himself even though limping.

A luxurious car came. A waiter approached him and opened the car door.

"Welcome back, Mr. Robert." Said a waiter welcoming him on the front page of the house.

As usual, Robert walked away. His right hand was holding a beautiful woman and his left hand was holding a 2-year-old boy. After a middle-aged woman, the babysitter.

"Welcome. Sir, Madam and Miss." Zack and the other servants greeted them respectfully.

"This waaah is interesting" Zack said inwardly as he smiled mysteriously.