I'm Honey My Son
Curious Tara
For a moment Laras was silent to the words of Tara.
"That means Mami Saras lied to me?" Baras was still doubtful.
"It could be that he did it on purpose so that you hated your own mother, so that he won against you and your father. Hearing your story, I feel sorry for your real mother. He must have suffered so much for so many years from parting with you."
"O Allah, have great pity on your birth mother. Already have to part with your papa, plus part with you. I can't imagine how devastated your real mother is."
Tara starts acting, and continues to incite Laras to hate Saras. Because all this time Tara and Saras never get along.
"Darling, I want to help you find your real mother. You certainly will not be able to do it yourself, because of the hassle of taking care of Rizky," Tara offered.
"Seriously, mas?" Laras still feels disbelief.
"It's very serious, dear. Do you have a picture of your birth mother, did Papi Reno ever show you her picture?" Tara probing.
"Unfortunately, I don't have a picture. He only knew his name, Intan. Similar to the name Bu Intan my acquaintance yes, but I do not know the full name of my real mother. Only papi ever said if the mother's name was Intan," answered Laras accordingly.
"Deg deg deg." Tara's heart skipped a beat.
"O Allah, is my wife Intan really my biological mother, Laras? what if it's true, it means I'm marrying a child and a mother at once?" tara's mind became very agitated.
The look on Tara's face turned pale instantly, making Laras furrow his eyebrows in astonishment.
"Mas Tara, why do you seem so nervous? what do I say weird or what?" Barrel felt adjustment.
"I was shocked too, Mom. I had a chance to think, is Miss Intan whom I have known all this time is my real mother? because she also has the same story, which is parting with her biological child when she gave birth. Too bad, papi has not had time to show me a photo of my birth mother, which makes me more curious," said Laras at length while sighing long.
"Yes, from now on don't think too much. Because I don't want to, my beautiful wife is sick. Poor with Risky if you're all right. Let this be my business." Tara smiled as she rubbed the black mane of Laras.
"Thank you, my mom. You are indeed a very understanding husband, unlike Bu Intan's husband who always hurts her heart. Sometimes I like to pity her, but I don't dare to interfere with Ms. Intan's household matters," Laras smiled.
In contrast to Tara, a little offended by the words of Laras. But he tried to hold back his anger.
"Damn it, why would Intan say bad about me to Laras. If he wasn't rich, I wouldn't have survived until now with him. She was also beautiful and very attractive despite her age being older than me," Tara's inner self held back her sense of regret.
Tara will soon investigate this, so as to quickly get clarity. Tara borrowed Laras' cell phone.
"Darling, I'd like to borrow your phone for a moment?" Tara asked permission.
"For what, mas? " Laras knitted his eyebrows.
"To ask about your real mother's photo. Let me investigate, you don't have to say anything to your parents" Tara warned Laras
Laras gives Tara his phone.
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