The Missing Princess

Chapter 45 Not to share

Beni is plucking a small grass grass that began to grow in his farm fields that interfere with the growth of vegetable crops that he planted.

The farm is not so wide, only about 10 square meters. He planted, chili, cabbage, mustard, long beans, eggplant and cucumber, he also grew corn and sugar cane.

All vegetables are bought every time a large harvest by vegetable traders in the supermarket. Meanwhile, sugarcane was bought by sugarcane ice traders.

From there Beni produces a purse of money for daily living needs and also the care capital of his garden.

Since Lanjani died, Beni decided to settle in his wife's hometown by utilizing land that became a legacy of the legacy of both Lanjani's parents.

"Darling, look at this grass grass start growing again. Just a few days ago, I pulled it out." As if he were talking to his wife.

"If you were still here. When I clean this grass, you cook me lunch." He muttered with a smile imagining that his wife was still alive.

While busy imagining, luxury cars enter the yard of his house. The car belonged to Bara, and now it's stopped right in front of the house.

"The coal!" Beni Seru.

He immediately stood looking at Bara.

The plantation is not far from home, just need to cross the street, then cross the bridge of the small river and come to the garden.

Beni ran happily to welcome his son who almost three months ago never came. Especially after two weeks ago, Bara experienced a mysterious shooting incident.

"Father's son is coming!" Call him from across the river.

The new ember stepped down from the car, looking towards the source of the sound. He waved and smiled at the old man he called the father.

"You're coming! Why not tell me first. I haven't even cooked lunch yet." He was talking when he arrived near his son.

He grabbed Bara by the shoulder and invited her to sit on the porch of his house.

"Wait a minute I'll get you a drink." When Beni will rise from his chair, Bara will embrace him.

"Why, son? Did something happen?" Beni asked while stroking her back.

Bara did not answer, instead he cried bitterly in his father's arms. Beni felt something had happened, Bara's cry like this was the same as her cry when her mother died. And after that day, Bara never again cried for anyone and for anything.

Beni patted softly Bara's back. He let his son cry to let go of the anxiety in his heart. Beni also decides not to ask until Bara himself will discuss what really happened until he cries like this.

When Bara's mood is fine, different from Wulan who feels like a princess. He is currently in the mall with Karina and Klara.

They shop for a lot of luxury goods, currently they are in one of the clothing stores. Karina asks Wulan to try some dresses and other expensive clothes.

"Sir, please choose some clothes that are suitable for my daughter." Karina told the shopkeeper.

"Let's come with me, miss." He invited Wulan to see some luxury dress collections that are suitable for him.

Wulan was fascinated to see the beautiful expensive clothes. He stepped slowly while occasionally touching the shirt. Until finally he chose a pink dress with a style that is very suitable for girls his age.

"Good choice, miss. This dres is the latest edition and not many have it because it can only be owned by people like, miss." Obviously the shopkeeper.

Wulan smiled happily at the woman's explanation. Then he was escorted to the dressing room to try the dres. After a few minutes, she came out of the dressing room wearing a pink dress of her choice.

"So, Wulan is so beautiful!" Praise Klara while giving her thumbs up to Wulan.

"You look awesome, baby." Karina praised him.

"Then, can I put this dress on, Ma?" Tanya Wulan was embarrassed.

"Of course it's okay, dear." Karina.

Karina smiled in gratitude from Wulan.

"Select a few more clothes, baby."

"Can, ma?"

"certain."

Wulan smiled happily. He picked out a few more clothes he liked, but suddenly he remembered something about Keyla. He promised to buy a dress for Keyla's birthday if he became rich.

"Key, if I were a rich man, what would you want for your birthday present?" Wulan asked as she stayed in the boarding room

Keyla that night.

"Mmm... What is it?" Keyla tried to think seriously.

"Think of the item or whatever it is that is the most expensive, good and you want the most."

"Maybe.I want to have a beautiful dress like the one that a Korean girl group wears." Keyla.

"Dress?"

"Yes, dress. You know, I've never even worn a dress." Keyla.

Soon Wulan saw the appearance of Keyla who was always wearing jeans and a shirt or shirt.

"Well, I will grant it, princess Keyla." Wulan.

Then, they similarly laughed at how ridiculous their delusions were.

And it turns out, now Wulan really became a rich man and called the princess.

"Ma, can I pick one more dress?" Ask Wulan.

"Of course I can love. Choose whatever you want." Answer Karina who now began choosing clothes for Klara her biological daughter.

"Mom I want this dress wrapped neatly. For my best friend's birthday." Pinta Wulan to the shopkeeper's woman.

"Bye, miss. Here's the dresnya I brought…"

Wulan who was holding the dres, was silent when she saw her reflection in the big mirror. The dress looks so good on her body.

"I want this dress." His inner.

"This address is very viral among my children at this time, miss. Miss even looks so pretty in this dress." The shopkeeper explained.

"If you want this dress, I can recommend another dress for your birthday gift." Obviously the shopkeeper.

After hearing the explanation of the shopkeeper, Wulan glanced at Karina who was choosing clothes for Klara.

"Why am I thinking of others, while myself is much more in need of all this luxury and beauty. I'm sorry Keyla, I don't want to share this luxury with you one bit." Her thought.

"How lady? Would you like to recommend other dres?"

"No mbak. Wrap this dress up for myself." He answered while giving the dress to the shopkeeper.

Wulan had truly turned into a selfish girl and wanted to have everything for herself.