I'm Honey My Son
Unknown to Each Other

At this time Intan has married, but they only married siri.

"Darling, why don't you want us to get married officially? when will it be like this?" Intan was struggling spoiled on Tara's arm her husband sir.

"It's not that I don't want to, but there are so many reasons that I can't officially marry you" Tara tried to find an excuse.

"But you never once explained to me, what was the reason that you didn't want to marry me officially? though whatever you ask and you need I always fulfill," Intan continues to persuade Tara to explain the real reason why she does not want to marry officially with Intan.

"Darling, someday I'll explain it to you. Now is not the right time to explain it, so please don't keep cornering me. The marriage of finiun is equally valid, although only legal in the eyes of religion." Tara continues to look for reasons not to marry officially with Intan.

"Oh yeah, how about we take a vacation today. Because we have not been on vacation for a long time," said Intan.

"Sorry, sweetheart. Today I have a task out of town, and the return may be a few days "Tara refused subtly.

"Why do you always go out of town, even almost once a week. Surely you're home only three days or four days a week" Intan snorted in annoyance.

"Honey, if the office is left and who wants to take care of it? I don't want to disappoint you who have given me a lot of money to build my office" Tara said.

"Hem, that's it. You're careful, and don't forget to be patient." Intan kissed Tara's hand.

Soon Tara stepped into her car and drove it.

"Intan, I'm sorry. Actually all this time I've been lying to you, I'm not single but I've been married" Tara grumbled as she let out a long sigh.

At this time Tara did not go for office business, but went home to her legal wife.

"Mas, you just got home?" a young woman kissed Tara's hand.

"Just arrived, what about your content?" Tara rubbed his wife's flat stomach.

"That's fine, no complaints." Laras brought Tara's briefcase.

"Thank God, if you can you do not work hard and do not think too much. In essence, you should really take care of our son "Tara just keep rubbing his wife's stomach.

"Alhamdullilah O God, I have a husband who is very considerate, faithful, and responsible" this woman's inner.

It turns out that Tara's legal wife is Larasati. She's 10 years apart from her husband. Older Tara.

"Where's Rizky, is he sleeping?" tanya Tara is looking for her 5-year-old eldest.

"Already, mas. Just went to bed." Laras answered while giving a drink to Tara.

"I'm sorry, Laras. If I don't marry Intan, I won't be able to give you and our son the life they deserve. What's more now, we're gonna have another kid." Inner Tara felt sinful both to Laras and Intan.

But he had no choice, because in modern times it is very difficult to find a job.

Tara chose the wrong path to marry a rich widow. A widow 10 years older than him.

Laras is 25 years old and Tara is 35. And Intan is currently 45 years old. But the face of Intan is relatively young and still beautiful.

*****

In the morning, Intan did his jogging activity. But he was shocked when he saw a 5-year-old child almost hit by a motorbike.

Fortunately, he quickly pulled the child onto the sidewalk.

"Awas, son." Intan pulled a little boy who was about to cross over.

"Tiiinnnn.." a biker honks his horn.

"Sir, don't be rude to a child!" Intan grunted angrily at the biker.

The motorcyclist immediately put his bike back on while continuing to grumble.

"Son, how are you alone? where are your parents?" tanya Intan while aligning her body as equivalent to the little boy.

"My mom, I don't know."

"Oh my goodness, Rizky. I'm looking everywhere it turns out to be here, I told you not to leave before you get home." Laras nags at his son.

"So you're the mother of this child? next time don't walk alone, it's almost hit by a motor." Intan looked at Laras.

"Yes, mba. Thanks for your help." Laras puts on a smile.

After that Intan continued his jogging. And Laras went home with Rizky.

"Son, next time listen to what I'm saying. Don't just walk away, if you kidnap how?" Laras grunted annoyedly.

"What the hell is it, ma'am?" ask Tara to Laras.

"This, yeah. I bought rice at the stall, uh knew Rizky wanted to go home alone. It was almost hit by a motorbike, thankfully a good woman helped." The barrel of the head bobbles while sighing long.

"Yes, that. Don't omelin his son, ntar even more afraid." Tara tried to calm Laras down.

While Intan still keeps the mind of a little boy who almost got hit.

"When I met the little boy's mother, I remembered my son. Most likely at this time my son is his age and may also have had children, "Inner Intan.

Time goes by so fast, it's not felt since Intan saved Rizky. Baras often met with Intan.

Until now they often confide in each other and together.

"You don't call me mbak, because I'm old. Even if my son is with me right now, he's your age." Intan rubbed the arm of Laras.

"The time, mbak. But my face looked very young, even like my age," Laras furrowed his eyebrows while continuing to look at Intan with a face of disbelief.

Intan took his identity card, KTP, and showed it to Laras.

"Look, if you don't believe. I'm 45 years old, and if I don't part with my son, he's 25." Intan smiled at the smile.

While Laras saw Intan's KTP so as not to be curious anymore.

"He's 45 but how young is he? I just lost the same mbak, I'm only 25 years old but already look cute and very old," Laras looked down embarrassed.

"You don't be humble, you still look young and very beautiful. Don't call me madam, too young for me. Call me, mother." Intan smiled kindly.

"Alright, mba. Uh, mom. Sorry hhee," Laras chuckled.

For a moment they kept joking around telling each other about things that could make them laugh.

They often meet just to eat together or just take a walk to the park.

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