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Deswita looked at damian's new interior.

"It's in the mother's name, right?" asked deswita.

"No, the house is in my name. I'll give it to my kids someday, mom," damian answered firmly. Deswita was just mendelic. But, he didn't say much. At least this house damian bought is big enough. And the furniture is rather good. Deswita immediately took the master suite downstairs. Damian's not complaining at all. He felt more comfortable with the master suite upstairs.

"The maid and driver are coming at noon today."

"They don't have kids?" damian asked.

"Their son is married, not living with them. Their children live on bangka."

"Heem, whatever you say. I'm going to the office. I made all the groceries in the kitchen. It's even been boxed in. If you want, just get the person who wants to work to come right now. So he can cook and clean the house."

"How's mom's car? You told the President to bring it to your office yesterday."