Chapter. 2 Missing Parent's

Mr. Fidel and Mrs. Santi exited the car in sync with Zefki's parents. The company's executives were busy exchanging greetings for their special guests.

It was Zefki's turn to offer his greetings. "Good morning, welcome to our company, ZR Corporation," he said.

Mr. Fidel and Mrs. Santi seemed impressed by Zefki's authoritative presence and apparent intelligence, not to mention his striking good looks.

Then Mr. Kenan said, "Allow me to introduce Fidel. This is Zefki Harold, the CEO of ZR Corporation, and he is my only child."

"Good morning, young man," Mr. Fidel said. "You are a very handsome young man, and I'm sure you're diligent in managing the company."

Zefki merely smiled cynically at the praise.

"Good morning, Zefki. I'm Santi, your father's friend's wife," Mrs. Santi said. Once again, Zefki only responded with a sarcastic smile.

In his thoughts, he mumbled, "They're making such a fuss over them. How great is this company that Dad welcomes them like this?"

"Well, let's go inside," Mrs. Clement said. "We might be mistaken for doormen if we stay here." Everyone laughed at Mrs. Clement's comment and proceeded into the meeting room.

Mr. Kenan began leading the meeting, explaining who the guests were and the purpose of their visit to ZR Corporation, which was to establish a partnership to develop a mall in the Tangerang area.

"Alright, for a clearer understanding of ZR Corporation, our CEO will provide more details," Mr. Kenan added.

Zefki grumbled, "What's the big deal, Dad? Why do I have to explain?" He gazed flatly at his father, stood up, and began to describe the history of ZR Corporation and the various sectors it operated in.

The two guests were very impressed by Zefki's presentation.

Mrs. Santi told her husband, "Dad, our choice for our daughter is right. We've matched her with Zefki. He's very charismatic."

"Yes, dear. But, Grace or Raceh, dear? Who will we match with Zefki?" Mr. Kenan asked.

"Well, let's leave that to Zefki. He can choose. We'll show him pictures of both of our children. But, dear, I'm not so sure about Grace. You know she's a bit spoiled, quite different from Raceh, who is more independent. Even though Grace is older than Raceh, she's more childish," Mrs Santi expressed her concerns.

"Alright, dear, we'll discuss it later," Mr. Fidel intervened.

That was a brief overview of our company, ZR Corporation. Thank you," Zefki concluded. The husband and wife were so engrossed in admiring Zefki that they didn't even realise he had finished presenting his company.

When it was time for lunch, all the top executives of the ZR Group joined, including Zefki. The previous guests shared a table with Zefki and his parents.

While Zefki was enjoying his meal, Mrs. Santi interrupted, "Zefki, if you don't mind, Auntie would like to know how old are you?"

But as Zefki was about to answer, Mrs. Clement interjected, "Oh, Zefki is thirty years old this year."

"Quite mature, indeed," Mrs. Santi commented.

Then Mrs. Santi asked again, "Do you have a girlfriend, Zefki?" But again, Mrs. Clement replied, "Coincidentally, he's still single."

Mrs. Clement's words made Zefki give his mother a sharp look.

Realising this, Mr. Kenan quickly said, "Enough, enough, let's talk about something else. Let's focus on lunch for now."

Meanwhile, in another house, Grace was crying on her younger sister's lap.

"Raceh, how long will Mom and Dad be busy outside? Don't they miss us, their children?" Grace asked her sister.

Raceh replied, "Sis, why are you talking like that? Dad explained that they're busy with business and for the sake of Dad's company. You know, Dad's company is going through a tough time. We should support them."

"But they've been gone for too long. Usually, it's just Dad who's busy, but now Mom is joining in," Grace lamented.

"Enough, Sis. Don't complain like that. It's better to pray for Dad and Mom to resolve the company's issues successfully," Raceh advised.

Raceh Pratista, the beautiful young woman, was twenty-three years old and had just graduated from a public university in Jakarta. She was the youngest daughter of Mr. Fidel and Mrs. Santi.

Raceh was a quiet person, not talkative, and a bit shy. However, she had a more mature mindset than her older sister, Grace. Her mature attitude made her more favoured by their parents, as she was more independent. But it didn't mean that their parents didn't love both of them.

As for her older sister, Grace Pratista, she was twenty-five years old and was working as an assistant manager in a company. Grace had a somewhat spoiled nature, but she never burdened her parents. Grace was in a long-distance relationship with her boyfriend, Roy, who worked as an expert in a company in the Netherlands, a fact their parents were unaware of.

A ringing phone interrupted Raceh. She quickly answered it and saw that it was her mom calling.

Raceh: "Hello, Mom. How are you? How's Dad?"

Mom Santi: "Hello, Raceh. Dad and I are doing well. How are you two? Where's your sister, Grace? I've been trying to call her, but she's not picking up."

Raceh: "Oh, Mom, Grace has been sleeping in her room. She's been waiting for updates from Dad and Mom."

"Uh, Dad and Mom have been a bit busy," Mom Santi replied.

Raceh: "Mom, when will Dad and Mom finish their business?"

Mom Santi: "Tomorrow, Dad and Mom will return home, and some of Dad's colleagues will also visit our home."

Raceh: "Who are they, Mom? Are they investors who will help Dad's company?"

Mom Santi: "Yes, Raceh. Anyway, see you tomorrow. Don't forget to inform your sister, Grace."

Then, Mrs. Santi ended the call.

Meanwhile, Raceh was ironing her clothes for work the next day. She was a temporary employee in ZR Corporation, in the administration department, responsible for handling incoming and outgoing correspondence.

Raceh and Grace were both intelligent and graduated on time. Consequently, they quickly found employment in large companies in Jakarta.

Their father, Mr. Fidel, owned a small property development company. However, it faced losses due to an investor suddenly terminating their contract.

About three months ago, Mr. Fidel received an invitation from his friend, Mr. Kenan, to visit his company. This was the reason Mr. Fidel and Mrs. Santi.