
Ryan is still waiting for an invitation while holding an invitation to his school event in a week.
He wanted to tell Baron's father who was out of town to come home and follow the show with him.
Wulan arrives at her son's school, and sees the boy sitting on a swing with some of his friends who are also still waiting for an invitation.
He parked his motorcycle and approached his son.
"assalamualaikum son handsome mother, how is the school dear?" asked Wulan who was holding her son.
"everything is good, but my friends are bad, he said Ryan has no father, because he died in the trunk, but Ryan has a father, right?"
"yeah God, what is it that suddenly asks about dad?" asked Wulan who was confused because her son had not shown the invitation.
"this then Ryan, there is an event at the school to commemorate independence day, the school held a race for all students, and for kindergarten children must be accompanied by mom and dad to follow the race," said homeroom Ryan.
"well, teacher, later let me explain to Ryan, now Ryan say goodbye to Ela's mother, only after that we go home because the mother has made your favorite empal," wulan said with anxiety.
Finally Ryan and Wulan say goodbye, when he arrived at home, Ryan took a shower first and then ate.
After confirming the longa, Wulan pampit to return to supervise the work of the Baron boss.
"Mom titip Ryan yes, Ryan mother berampit work first yes,"
"yes mother, tonight please call Baron's father yes,"
"yes but finish all the homework that Mother Ela gave me okay,"
"okay mother" replied the boy.
Wulan stopped by his barracks to buy fried food for employees in the warehouse.
Because the employees usually bring rice from home, so he does not want to be redundant later.
"excuse me bulek, want to buy fried food twenty thousand mixed yes," said Wulan politely.
however, the woman is the sister-in-law of her late father, despite having hatred for the Wulan family because she feels that her family is not as rich as the Wulan family.
"take it yourself yes, can be forty," replied Mak tun who was so ketus.
"here you help, you take twenty, you take twenty yes" said the old man who was relaxing in the stall.
"thank you Mbah Jo," said Wulan politely.
while picking up the fritters, suddenly there was a group of other photographers who came.
it turned out that the Sukoco jury from a neighboring village, Ajeng immediately came out to greet the group
While Wulan speed up the count of fried foods because he knows that the man is a pervert beauty.
"this month the money, I can ride through the back no, I don't want to meet the nurse," panicked Wulan who was afraid.
"already there, you basic," said Mak tun for fear that the opportunity of Ajeng was seized by Wulan.
"welcome Sukoco master, Monggo go inside, the fry is still hot," said Ajeng gently.
"oh kayak that sells is still hot, ask for bitter coffee yes neng ayu," said the Sukoco photographer.
"inggeh juragan, Monggo." said Ajeng who yesterday got a tip of two hundred thousand from the man, yes enough for snacks.
That was why he was so kind when there was that man, while Wulan hurriedly left.
But one of Sukoco's men saw the woman leave on her motorcycle.
"Mak tun, who just left that day, instead of Mbak Wulan yes, his widow Fathan who died got bitterness?" ask Dikin.
"wrongly look at the time, why Wulan came here" said Mak tun.
"maybe yes,"
"oh, what a pity, when I want to see the widow in this village who is the struggle of the men, he said her body is nice and her skin is pure white, with a beautiful face,"
"really the boss, who the girl lost to the widow of one, must have also wobbled well when in bed," said Dikin heat up the man.
Hearing that and just imagining it, can make the little brother of the Sukoco master frown.
What's more if until it can really happen, maybe he can be willing to mate again.