I'm Honey My Son
Rise From Despair

Reno just obeyed what Saraswati wanted. In that very moment, they moved to another city without Intan's knowledge.

The next day, Intan visited Saraswati's house. He intended to want to see the condition of his little princess.

"Hopefully this time, Mas Reno and Saras were kind enough to allow me to meet my daughter" Intan said on the way to Saraswati's house.

Before long, arrived at the luxurious and magnificent house of Saraswati.

"Alhamdulillah has arrived, but it is very quiet." Intan was lurking from behind the gate.

Crossing a woman who turns out to be Saraswati's neighbor, approached Intan.

"Mba Intan huh, Mas Reno's ex-wife?" tanyanya smiled kindly.

"Yes, mba." Intan replied while returning the smile of the woman.

"Sorry, looking for Mas Reno? they moved yesterday afternoon" the woman said.

"I'm not looking for Mas Reno, but I want to see my little daughter. Do you know where they moved?" tanya Intan.

"Sorry, mba. If that I do not know, because when Mba Saras asked only the answer was to move out of town," replied the woman.

"Oh yes, mba. Thanks for the information, then excuse me." Intan smiled as she passed away from the gate of Saraswati's house.

"God, where else should I look for my son? if you've lost track like this?" he kept stepping home.

Unlike the situation in Saraswati's new home, she is currently feeling complete happiness.

"I'm sure, now surely Intan is confused looking for the existence of Laras. I make sure, forever you will not be able to meet Laras," Inner Saras smirked cynically.

"My life has been perfect, I have a handsome husband and a very healthy and adorable little daughter" Saras kissed the baby.

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The time is rolling quickly, now the age of Larasati is one year. But Intan has not been able to find the whereabouts of his son.

"Mom, where else should I look for my son? it's been a year I've been wandering around just looking for my son." Intan shed tears.

"Son, be patient. I am sure your waiting is not in vain, maybe at this time you have not been destined by God to meet your child. But next time, you will definitely be able to meet even with her again." Mother Mita tried to give comfort and strength to Intan.

But this time, Intan's faith was weak. Until he dropped and could not think clearly. He was desperate and did not want to continue his life.

Intan locked himself in a room and for days did not want to eat even always daydreaming and crying thinking about his little daughter.

"Son, don't be like this. You can't be weak, if you're sick how will you meet your child? and do you not feel sorry for your old mother, if anything happens to you what about the fate of the mother?" suddenly Mother Mita shed tears.

Intan who saw her mother crying sobbing felt pity and responded to her mother's words.

"Mother, Intan apologized. But please stop crying, Intan promised not to be like this anymore and won't make you sad anymore." Intan wiped away her mother's tears.

"Thank God, my daughter has finally responded to me." Mom hugged Intan.

"Already, mom. Don't cry anymore, because I'm okay," Intan tried to smile even though her heart still can't say goodbye to her little daughter.

But he also did not want to see his mother feel his sadness.

"Mom, from tomorrow Intan will be his own business. Coincidentally Intan still has a little savings, can be used for capital," said Intan enthusiastically.

"Well, so. This is my son's mother." Bu Mita sumringah heard the narration from Intan.

Intan plans to open a food stall business in front of his house which happens to be a big highway.

5 Years passed..

Intan food stall business has turned into a restaurant business. He even now has several restaurants in other major cities.

"Mom, how about we go today to the top of Bogor. We haven't been on vacation for a long time" Intan took her mother on vacation.

"But how's your restaurant doing in town, son?" Ms. Mita knitted her eyebrows.

You don't have to worry, because I have a lot of people. So all the restaurants will stay open" Intan blinked his eyes while smiling at Ms. Mita.

Finally that day also Intan and Bu Mita departed to the top of Bogor from the city of Pemalang, Central Java by driving a private car.

After a few hours of travel, until they reached the top of Bogor. Intan immediately booked a hotel not far from the top of Bogor.

In the morning, Intan and his mother walked around the top of the bogor, breathing cold air.

"Mommy, papi, hyks hyks.mba Ita.." a 6-year-old boy was crying alone by the side of the road.

"Mother, it's a crying child." Intan immediately ran a small approach to the little boy.

"Son, where are your parents? how are you alone?" Intan wiped the tears of the little boy.

"God, why does this little girl remind me of my son. Perhaps at this moment he had grown this big," Inner Intan.

"Son, what's your name? and where are your parents?" tanya Intan with a witty.

"My name is Larasati, aunt. My mother is named .

Not even the little Laras finished speaking, came the baby sitter approached.

"Alhamdulliah, Baras. Finally I can find you, next time don't be like this." Mba Ita led Larasati.

"Mba, thank you" Ita said smiling kindly at Intan.

"Yes, equally. He was crying himself, so I approached and asked his parents' names, uh haven't been answered. Next time do not leave it alone, mba" said Intan advising.

"Yes, mba. I couldn't take a pee, but I told you to wait at the toilet door, don't go. Uh once I open, the barrel is gone." Ita said embarrassedly.

"Yes already, mba. Excuse me first." Ita led Laras away from before Intan.

Before long, Laras met his parents.

"Where have you two been, looking for you?" ask Saras to panic.

"Sorry, madam. I went to the toilet for a minute." Answer Ita bowed.

"Y, pi. Last time Laras met a pretty and nice aunt. When Laras separated from Mba Ita." With the innocence of Larasati telling a story.

"Oh, this is the kid talking. After dech I'll be in the mistress' omelin, "inner Ita.

"Where is the tantenya, mami want to say thank you for taking care of Laras?" Saras poked Laras' nose.

"So right there, mi. But it's gone, '" Baras dizzy looking for Intan.

"Oh, let's go home. Surely next time we can meet that aunt again," Saras led Laras.

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