I'm Honey My Son

I'm Honey My Son
Little Retaliation


"Now you give up, right, and admit everything? if you were the legal husband of Laras?" Intan cornered Tara.


For a moment Tara was silent because she could no longer return. Until finally he admitted everything to Intan.


"Yes, Laras is my legal wife. I'm sorry for lying to you. I'm doing all this for a powerful reason that I can't explain to you." Tara was embarrassed.


"Hem, there is no right or right reason. Basically the name is cheating is still cheating. The reason is only one, you can't be loyal to your wife." Sindir Intan ketus.


"Whatever, you want to say anything. Because I was wrong, but I asked for one thing. Do not keep asking to be separated from me. Because I'll never divorce you, too, Laras. You both mean so much to my life." Tara tries to persuade Intan with her deadly seduction.


After hearing the words from Tara, Intan did not say anymore. In his heart he had made up his mind, going to separate from Tara.


"Darling, why are you silent? you can accept my decision, right?" Rayu Tara's.


"No, until whenever I don't want to be honey from Laras. From today on, you sleep in the guest room. And remember this one, every single thing you've done to me, you have to accept the consequences." Intan kicked Tara out of her room.


Tara was forced to leave from Intan's room, but in her heart she smiled. He thought, Intan has resigned and accepted if he is honey from his legitimate wife Tara.


"So soon you will also be able to accept Laras, because I believe you love me very much. You won't just let me go." Tara's sneaky smile.


As soon as Tara, Intan called her lawyer back. Want to ascertain whether all Intan's orders have been carried out by his personal lawyer.


πŸ“±"Assalamu aleikum, Mr. Imron. Sorry to interrupt, just wanted to ask if everything has been run as I wish?"


πŸ“±"Greetings Hall, Ms. Intan. All I have done as I wish, Miss Intan. I make sure tomorrow morning, Mr. Tara can no longer set foot in his office. And all accounts have been frozen."


πŸ“±"Good, sir. Thank you very much, as usual the bonus will be sent to the father's account . Because you've done everything so well and on time."


πŸ“±"Wah, thank you ma'am. I'm also patient in my mother's troubles."


πŸ“±"Sama-sama, sir. Then I hang up, assalamu alaikum."


πŸ“±"Walaikum sallam."


After hanging up his phone call, Intan put his body in the bed. Her heart was a little relieved that it had managed to avenge a bit of her heartache on Tara.


"Hem, this is just the beginning. I'll drive you out of my house after I give birth to this child. Actually, I can't stand all this anymore. But it was this pregnancy that kept me going for a while. Because I can't get divorced while I'm pregnant like this." Inner Intan.


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By morning, Tara was getting ready to go to her office. He did not know what Intan had done to him.


Tara stepped into the room, approaching Intan who was still lying.


"Morning, baby." Tara kissed Intan's forehead.


For a moment Intan was stunned by surprise when he felt someone peeking at his forehead. He immediately got up and picked up a wet tissue to wipe his forehead.


"How many times have I told you, I don't want you to touch me anymore!" Intan glared at Tara.


"I just want to say good morning, don't I act like this?" Tara justifies what she did.


"Go from my room, I'm disgusted to see you. After what you did to me!" Intan drives away Tara while grunting angrily.


"I just want to leave for work, why are you so rude to your own husband. Are you not afraid of sin?" Tara looked at Intan.


"Do you think all your lies to me are not sins? You are a two-faced man."


Thus the spicy speech made by Intan for Tara. After hearing that, Tara could not say. He came out of Intan's room with gontay steps.


Tara steps into her car and drives her to her office. But when he was in the office yard, he was not allowed to enter by security.


"Sorry, Mr. Tara. You are forbidden to enter the office." Prevent one of the security.


"This is my office. Why can't I go into my own office? you don't fuck around! do you want me to fire both of you right now!" Tara glared as she snorted in annoyance.


"Sorry, Mr. Tara. We're both just following orders from, Ms. Intan." Both security forces fell.


Tara could not say anymore, she hurried away from her office.


"Damn it! why did Intan do this to me!" Gerutu Tara stepped inside her car.


Tara drove him home, to ask Intan about it. But when he got home, Tara did not find any Intan.


"Mom, where's Intan?" ask her mother-in-law.


"Loh, you're weird. Intan is in his restaurant." Her mother-in-law answered briefly.


"It looks like you're having a problem, I see you're not together. Usually I see you guys going around." Mita's mother is suspicious of Tara and Intan's relationship.


Tara did not respond to what her mother-in-law had just said. He just passed away.


"It's weird, being talked to and gone. There's absolutely no courtesy to the parents." Mother Mita grumbled while sighing long.


Tara drove her car back to Intan's restaurant. One by one Intan's restaurant in his visit, but he did not find any Intan.


"How come, where's Intan? how come there's nothing in the restaurant?" Tara went back to her car and put it back on.


He calls Intan, but Intan's cell phone number is off. He was getting nervous and panicked.


"If I don't work, how can I support Laras and Rizky?" His grunts while driving forward his car confused somewhere.


At the moment, Intan is in a park. Sitting alone staring at the blooming flowers.


While sitting, suddenly his shoulders were patted by someone.


"Mom Intan, are you alone?" larasati.


Intan was shocked, because he was daydreaming about the future of him and his son.


"Eh you, Laras. What are you doing here, what is your son?" tanya Intan covered the nervousness from her shock.


"That's Rizky. I was with him playing, Mom. At home, ask to play. Because it just so happens that the school is on holiday." Replied Laras while pointing at Rizky who was playing the swing.


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