Widow's Son Rich Looking for Papa
Chapter 14

"But before you do the first task. I'll take you around to get to know this house better." Everyone nodded and placed their bags in the living room of the building.

Luciana and the five men surrounded the house and told each room. This luxurious house has only two floors.

The first floor contains 7 rooms with 2 bathrooms and toilets that are far apart from each other. In addition there is a very large living room with luxurious chandeliers. There is a large glass that can serve as an entrance and exit directly opposite a small garden.

While opposite there is a family room whose appearance is not much different from the living room but, the room faces directly with the swimming pool.

Somewhat inside they see a luxurious dining table and a clean kitchen whose view is still a swimming pool.

Indeed, the house has a lot of large glass so that air circulation can go in and out considering how big the house is.

Luciana headed for the door next to the clean kitchen and there was a dirty kitchen to cook food there.

After that they passed through the hall on the left and right side there were about 7 rooms. Straight inside is the back door of the magnificent house.

The garden behind their house is not very well taken care of because there is no one to clean the garden and garden. There was only a person whose mother-in-law used to call once in a while to clean the back of the house.

"Pak Paijo, the situation is like this so you have to work harder sir."

"Please calm down. I can turn this situation into a good park in 3 months," said Pak Paijo with enthusiasm.

They returned to the house and went up to the 2nd floor. On the 2nd floor there are 5 rooms that are all filled.

It consists of the room of Mother-in-law, Chika, Raymond, Haris and of course the room belonging to Luciana.

"Owh yes, my mother-in-law is a chatty person so you can be patient with her. If you are told to do things that are not or are not in accordance with your work do not hesitate to refuse."

"Because what pays you is using my personal money."

"Okay, ma'am" said the four of them.

"Well Nyah," said Pak Paijo who was different himself.

"Well, it's time for me to go to the office. Because the lunch schedule is over Mbok Darmi can start cooking in the afternoon because we had dinner that around 7."

"Neyes."

"For Mr. Paijo can start working. Some gardening tools are in the building where you live."

"For Ma'am Sarinah can start washing. Dirty clothes collected in the back, where to wash near the garden."

"For Irene and Mbak Saryah can start cleaning. For cleaning tools there is also a building where you live."

"Okay, Nyah."

"Good, Mom."

Luciana heard their call to her which was different but she did not bother. Before leaving he met Raymond who was fresh and looked cool with his shirt and shorts.

It was during this year that Luciana taught Raymond to be independent. She often bathed and dressed herself without waiting for Luciana. He is also a time-disciplined person. When it's time to take a shower, he'll take a shower. At mealtime he will eat.

"Raymond, you go to work first, okay?" Luciana kissed Raymond on the top of his head.

Luciana then drowned in her busy meeting clients. All presentations described by Luciana received applause from the clients present.

At a shooting range, two elderly men were firing at their targets using long-barreled rifles. The two old men who already deserved the title as grandfather looked on with binoculars to see who had managed to shoot at the center of the target.

"For this shooting business, you're the master, Mario Winka Atmaja."

A tall man with a lush body and a white beard surrounded his face. The old man looked handsome as he opened his glasses. It was Mario Winka Atmaja.

"Lisman, if I'm good at shooting, then you're a fighting guy, aren't you? Haha."

Meanwhile, the old man with the head of the pelontos and the body is quite burly who laughs with Mario is Lisman Fernandio, his sidekick. This old man looked a little younger because there was no beard decorating his face. He also has a distinctive European face.

After being satisfied practicing shootouts. They sit back and relax while enjoying hot coffee and some snacks provided.

"How's Xavier doing?" mario asked the only sidekick he considered to be like family.

Lisman shook his head and sighed heavily. "I don't think about Xavier. He did not want to marry any woman. But even so I'm grateful she works so hard."

"Then what about your daughter?" This question made Mario shake his head as well.

"My son built the company with his husband. And the company is quite big. He does have tremendous potential in business."

"Only with his savings did he build a company that was growing rapidly and gave birth to new subsidiaries."

"But not once did he call me. Truly a stubborn girl. Somehow he and my grandson. I don't know either."

Lisman patted Mario on the back and said, "why don't you just come up to your son?"

Mario looked surprised with an angry expression on his face. "Not only I approached them. Those kids should be be begging me for forgiveness. That damn man dare to snatch my little daughter."

Mario clenched his hand a sign of anger already at the top. "Already, already, don't be angry. What if your high blood recurs again?"

Mario takes a breath and exhales it over and over again to win himself over.

"This old man is not as stubborn as his daughter. The falling fruit will not be far from the tree. Who told you to have such a strong disposition?"inner Lisman.

"Let's practice shooting again." Lisman and Mario, the two men fight again.

Meanwhile, Luciana is calling someone. "Hello, sis?"

"How is my sweet brother? It's been 3 months and you just called me now? Don't you have a heart, huh?" It starts with a sweet tone and ends with a little bit of anger.

"Oh sister, stop screaming my ears hurt. Do you know the xxx project that handles the construction of toll roads?"

"Why really? I won't take the project because I want to give it to your husband" said a man behind the voice of Luciana's cell phone.

Erick Winka Atmaja's name on the plate on a desk. A man looks back at the table and faces a large window.

He held a cell phone and called someone who was none other than his sister, Luciana Winka Atmaja.