"This is your room, Bunga," said Vania. She walked into the room near the kitchen.
Bunga stepped after Vania from behind. Ryan let go of his hand from Bunga. The boy's footsteps ran cheerfully into every corner of the room.
"Great room!" Ryan exclaimed happily. He admired the beautiful decoration of the room.
"Ryan, don't run around like that," said Bunga. She followed in her son's footsteps. "That's not polite."
Ryan immediately stopped running. He turned to Bunga and hugged her.
"Your son is very obedient, huh?" praised Vania. Even though Vania had just met, she knew that Ryan was an obedient child. In fact, Ryan's attitude seemed more mature than other children his age. Lia, who seemed to be the same age as Ryan, was still very spoiled. Her daughter was too spoiled to be next to Ryan.
