I'm Honey My Son
Cannot Say
After hearing the harsh words of Tara, Laras' tears broke. Tara instead of pity, she became even more furious.
"Basar crybaby, just so cry! what else if I was rude about you, even worse!" Tara snorted in annoyance as she passed away just like that.
"Mas, where are you going? when I was alone looking after Rizky?" The barrel ran after Tara.
But Tara did not heed the call from Laras at all, she planned to go to Intan's ward.
"I'm sorry, Laras. I deliberately did that, so I could go out to take turns looking after Intan." Gerutu Tara in his heart as he continued to step towards Intan's ward.
"Where have you been, Tara! go away for a long time, I want to go home because there's something left at home!" hardik Bu Mita stared cynically at Tara.
"Sorry, mom. It just so happened that my business was a little complicated so it took time," Tara replied covering up her nervousness.
"Yes, you're here! don't go anymore, 'cause I want to go home!" Bu Mita glanced cynically at Tara while pursing her lips.
He quickly left the room Intan.
"Son, mommy's coming home first. May you quickly recover so that you go home soon also "say Ma Mita while wiping Intan's black mane.
"Yes, mom. Better let Tara just go between the mothers," Intan gave a code with a glance at Tara.
Tara has understood, she also followed Bu Mita out of the care room Intan.
"Why do you follow me, you better take care of Intan. Let me take a taxi on line, pity your wife. Take care of her, do not let her ex-husband's wife come again to hurt the fetus that is currently in her room," ordered Bu Mita glanced cynically at Tara.
"Why are you back?" Intan furrowed his brows at Tara.
"Your mother doesn't want to be taken home, I'm told to take care of you. He said he was worried that your ex-husband's wife had come here to hurt you again" Tara approached Intan.
"How's Rizky doing?" Intan diverted with a question.
"Why do you ask about Rizky, we tell you what you want?" Tara covered her panic and nervousness.
"You can lie to my mother and your wife, but not to me. I know that your son is currently being treated in this hospital as well. I still have a conscience, so while you were looking after Rizky, I didn't call you" Intan said at length smiling sarcastically.
Tara instead of replying to what Intan said, she also diverted the conversation.
"What is your ex-husband's wife, how evil would she want to hurt our son?" he said to divert the conversation from Intan.
Intan could only stare cynically at Tara and let out a long sigh while being serious in order to be more patient in dealing with Tara who loved to lie to her.
Intan said no more, he spoke a thousand languages. Because he was lazy to talk to Tara. He was just staring at the ceiling of the room.
"Darling, now does your stomach still hurt?" suddenly Tara asked breaking the silence while rubbing Intan's stomach.
"God has improved, please tell the doctor. I want to go home if I can today. I'm tired of it here" Intan let out a long sigh.
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