The Neglected Wife
EPISODE 57 - I FOUND YOU
“Allohu Akbar... Ishanna...! What is this?” exclaimed a mother with socialite makeup upon arrival at Iysana's greenhouse.
Mrs Wira who had monitored Isyana's small shop could assess Isyana's contract changes now and before.
Previously Isyana greenhouse was so neat, beautiful and fun, because Isyana arranged the tananya according to color and type neatly.
Now Isyana's contract collapsed, only the rest of the wall was scorched and there was a police line. The lush Isyana plants withered and fell apart. Madam Wira's tears instantly flooded her face that was filled with shade.
“Isana my son? I'm sorry you're late, where are you, son? What happened?” muttered Madam Wira sat down and gathered in front of Isyana's shop.
The bodyguard of Mr. Wira Hanggara who accompanied Mrs Wira immediately filled her, her mother woke up so that her mouth was not dirty and sick.
Some residents who saw only whispering to each other felt familiar with the black-eyed woman.
Tuti who was throwing garbage so stopped immediately saw a luxury car, strapping men in neat uniforms and shiny shoes, escorting old mothers who looked very elegant and fashionable.
“Who is it?” muttered Tuti. “What is Isyana's former in-law?” muttered Tuti again.
Isyana was indeed able to give a leak, who was her ex-husband.
“What's he here for? Is this fire related to Isyana's ex-husband?” muttered Tuti held the pengki while continuing to think.
Madam Wira who had stopped crying also asked one of the people who also wanted to just look at the house fire on the side of the road.
“I don't know Mom... I know fire too, just got!” the people replied, leaving when asked.
Madam Wira then approached Tuti and asked Tuti.
“Sorry, ready mom Isyana huh?” tanya Tuti did not want to rush to answer and was more concerned with completing his political desires.
“I adopted mother Isyana, Just call Bu Lita, my name is Lita,” replied Mrs Wira, do not want to introduce her husband's name to the general public.
“Oh... please sit down first, Mom!” reply Tuti politely invite Madame Wira to sit in front of the shophouse of the beauty clinic.
“What happened? Where is Isyana my daughter?” ask Mrs Wira to the point and be impatient.
Tuti swallowed his saliva. Tuti ksn also did not know, and just as Miss Wira was waiting for news of Isysna.
“Common says around 1pm there was a fire, I myself just found out this morning. The fire was extinguished by the damkar team. Said residents of Isyana survived and helped by passers-by, but who helped Isyana and now where I do not know, Madam, because the number of hapa can not be covered,” replied Tuti.
“Hahhh..” Madam Wira sighed, there was a slight feeling of relief, but anxiety still struck.
“How can I get information about the person who helped my child?” ask the Lady again.
“I also do not know, Madam, maybe you can ask the police officer or damkar employee,” replied Tuti.
“OK... Thank you yes,” replied Mrs Wira smiling.
Mrs Wira finally headed to the police station and the damkar employees.
Unfortunately, no one remembers the name of Mr. Aksa, all data is only the identity of Mrs Isyana.
It's just that everyone gave information, if Mrs Isyana is in good health wal afiat, and tomorrow will come to the office to monitor the investigation into the cause of the fire.
Madam Wira nodded in understanding, Madam Wira then chose to leave her phone number, on the police, and also returned to Tuti.
“Please, if Isyana comes back here, let me know. This is my number!” madam Wira said goodbye.
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The House of Lord Aksa.
Before fulfilling his mother's wishes, Mr. Aksa and Mrs Ara told the Princess to take a bath and asked her Mother to wait for breakfast first, so that the conversation was more comfortable.
Now the Princess has taken a shower and all the family gather at the dining table.
“Kok tumben there omelette egg menu like this?” muttered Mr. Aksa eating vegetable omelets.
“Enak Pah?” ask Mrs Ara.
“Enak, try it, Mah!” mr. Aksa said to feed his wife.
“The end is also good...., not rich is usually sweet and savory,” chirped Putri as well.
Mr. Aksa's mother and father stopped looking at his son and grandson.
“What are you usually doing? It's a regular menu, right?” ask Mr. Aksa's mother.
“Typically the ware is fried continuously Oma, the Princess is bored, this is sweet and savory,” replied the Princess nyeletuk, this morning is served shrimp roasted with sweet spices.
“Please excuse me, permission to tell. That's the sweet mother that Master helped, the cook, Miss!” mbok Tin chirps who used to cook at Madam Ara's house.
“Oh yes?” mrs Ara asked sparklingly, Isyana's vegetable omelet was also delicious.
“Emang, who is Daddy helping?” ask Princess plain.
Madam Ara smiled.
“You will definitely like, Honey, wait ya!” mrs Ara.
“Hummm?” answered the Princess with a cone mouth full of question marks. "Who is it?"
“Mbak... call him here, say, My mother-in-law and my daughter want to have breakfast with him,” Mrs Ara told Mbak Tin that Isyana had joined them.
Ma'am Tin nodded to call Isyana. As an indebted person, Isyana did wake up and help the housekeepers do the housework and cook. Isyana likes vegetables made omelets.
Still using the ripe apron, with the hair shaved up, because Isyana was washing dishes but hurriedly called. Isyana came to the dining table with her face down.
“Tante Flowers?” peekik Putri was very happy and surprised his beloved aunt, and his new friend in his new environment, was at his home.
Not only, the shocked Princess, Madam Ara's in-laws also glared and dumbfoundedly looked at the lowered Isyana.
“Nak... Isya Princess?” call Mom soft.
Isyana was also shocked to hear it and looked up her head.
While Mr. Aksa and Mrs Ara compactly looked at Ms. Early.
“Know?” ask Mr. Aksa and Mrs Ara.