I'm Honey My Son
Debates

Intan was relieved because his efforts persuaded the doctor to succeed. He was allowed to go home at that time.

"Thank God, I can finally go home right now. I'm more comfortable at home than at the hospital.

Before long, came one of the nurses to remove the infusion attached to Intan's left wrist.

Different situation in Reno's house, at this time he is waiting for Saras who did not come home too.

"Where is Saras, how long has it not been coming home?" Reno paced back and forth in her yard.

Before long, Saras came home with a gloomy face. He immediately parked his car in the garage.

Not even Saras got to the front of the house, Reno had rebuked him.

"Where have you been, how long haven't you been home?" Reno ruffled her waist as she glared at Saras.

"I went to the ophthalmologist, didn't I see? your eyes are red like this? doctors queue up a lot of patients so long go home." Saras stepped inside the house.

He dropped his ass on the living room couch, and Reno did the same. Sitting next to Saras.

"Mas, my eyes are red like this because of your ex-wife!" Saras pursed his lips as he repeatedly looked at his eyes in the mirror.

"What do you mean say like that, did you secretly go to the hospital to see Intan?" Reno pretended to ask.

"Yes, I came to the hospital to see Intan without your knowledge. Because I wanted to warn her not to bother you!" answer Saras ketus.

"Who is bothering who? he never bothered me at all, it was me who approached him," Reno cleared up the problem.

"I don't care, my mom. Whether it was you who approached him, I will still chase after him to give him a warning! if you still continue to approach her, I won't hesitate to hurt her either!" threaten Saras ketus.

"What are you doing wrong, if you want to hurt you should hurt me not Intan! even you've gone too far to hurt her fetus." Reno snorted in annoyance.

"Where do you know, I did that! don't tell me you've been sent to the hospital!" snapped Saras ketus.

"I did come to the hospital, because Saras asked me to. You wandered on until you didn't know the grandchildren at the hospital, '" Reno said.

"What, Rizky opname? what pain does it hurt?" Saras did not believe what Reno said.

"Fever and convulsions." Reno replied briefly.

"Why did you or Laras not tell me about this, are you deliberately so that you can occasionally stop by Intan?" Saras stared cynically at Reno.

"Your phone is not active. Don't always blame people, correct yourself!" bentak Reno's.

"Oh yes, sorry. My phone even battery power runs out and the power bank forgets not to carry," Saras said hiding his embarrassment.

"You're what Intan is!" suddenly Reno said loudly.

"Indeed, what's the matter with you, mas?" Saras asked back.

"Jawab, why did you ask?" suddenly Reno clutches Saras' arm, making Saras moan in pain.

"Well, why do you always hurt me just because of your ex-wife!" hardik Saras with teary eyes.

"There is no smoke without fire! you must have started it, because I memorized the nature of Intan. He wouldn't be rude if he wasn't treated harshly, or in self-defense." Reno looked at Saras sharply while grunting in annoyance.

"Mas, please let go! it hurts so much" Saras whined to persuade Reno to let go of his hand.

"I won't let go until you answer my question honestly!" reno snapped while shaking his hand at Saras.

"Yes, I clutched his stomach," answered Saras closing his frightened eyes.

"What, you want to hurt an innocent and ignorant fetus! you should be ashamed, it was our sin that hurt Intan."

"Are you unconscious too, you have taken me from him. Not only that, we have also forcibly taken Laras when she was just born!"

"Are you still not enough to snatch away all of Diamond's happiness, so you want to hurt her fetus!"

Reno's length reminds them of their past mistakes. But Saras did not feel at all conscious or regret his actions, he was still ordinary.

As he was arguing, someone suddenly knocked on the door of the living room. Because incidentally the gerbsng door has not been closed and the door of the living room is also wide open. It's easy if someone comes in.

Reno was forced to let go of her hand checks, and got up from her seat to see who was coming.

"Sorry, Mr. Reno. I want to see Ms. Saras," said the guest

"Come in, there he sits." Reno let the woman in.

The woman sat beside Saras, while Reno stepped forward but she sat on the front porch of the house. Because he felt that there was a strange gurgle on the middle-aged woman who was visiting.

It just so happens that the living room glass is dark, so it is not clear if looking outside the room, so Saras does not know if Reno is currently sitting on the front porch of the house.

"Mom Tuti, why are you here?" ask Saras curiously.

"I need more money, ma'am." Answer's short.

"Mom Tuti, want to blackmail me?" Saras said loudly.

"I'm not blackmailing, mom. What I did was a big risk, if I was caught at that time, I would have reported it to the police. Ms. Saras, too, will be carried away. But fortunately I played pretty, so smoothly."

"And until now, the famous restaurant belongs to the husband's ex-wife, mother. It's been closed for a few days, since I've done it if the food has cockroaches."

"Mom Saras, my efforts and my efforts. Not worth the money I asked my mother for. I asked because I needed it."

So at length, Bu Tuti said for the sake of getting money from Saras.

"Bu Tuti, I don't have much money right now. Since I just used it to treat my eyes," Saras tried to find an excuse.

"Not much, Ms. Saras. Only five million," Bu Tuti lightly mentioned the nominal money he wanted.

"Five million, is that right? sorry, I don't have that much money. If you want a million rupiah," Saras held back furious with a request for money from Bu Tuti.

"All right, Ms. Saras. If I don't want to give the money, I can tell this to my husband, mother." Bu Tuti got up from his seat and would step out looking for Reno's whereabouts.

"No need to tell me, I've heard everything you've done to my ex-wife!" Reno suddenly came from the front porch standing right in the middle of the door.