I'm Honey My Son
Intan gave birth

Keano pondered for a moment hearing his son's words. Actually he felt bad both at Bu Mita and at Intan.

Kevin put a face in front of Intan as well. Until Keano was silent and did not reply to Kevin, finally Intan said.

"Son, stay here as you please. Consider it your own home, you can be here at any time and until any time," Intan said softly while trying to smile in front of Kevin.

"Thank you, thank you very much." Kevin smelled at the back of Intan's hand.

"Yes, honey. You don't have to hesitate here, because mamah has already responded to you son," Intan again said softly.

"I ask, mamah don't be sad? I'm so sad, mah." Kevin's eyes are glazed.

Intan tried to smile in front of Kevin while nodding his head slowly. Intan will try hard and strong, for the sake of the child in the womb.

"Yes, papah's coming home. You don't be naughty, pity Mamah Intan," said Keano.

Keano greets Mita and smiles at Intan, while Kevin lets Keano walk to the yard.

"Kevin, remember papah's message. Don't be naughty, don't act, don't bother Mamah Intan," Keano stared intently at his son.

"Sure, pah. I will take care of him and as much as possible will always make him smile." Kevin kissed Keano's back.

The sight was not separated from the reconnaissance Reno.

"Oh, that's the boy? she looks a lot like her papa, and does that mean she's already a stepdaughter? well, how am I supposed to know so much about Intan's personal life?" Reno ruffled her hair as she continued to stare at Intan's house.

When Kevin was about to enter Intan's house, he accidentally turned to Reno with dislike, even though Reno smiled at Kevin.

"That guy from earlier looked here, pretentious smile not clear. From his suspicious face." Kevin stepped into the house.

Ms. Mita shows Kevin's room which happens to be next to Intan's room. Intan ordered some clothes for Kevin.

Because incidentally, Intan has an online subscription that qualifies for clothes in a good guarantee and delivery is also fast.

"Mom, I'm confused about how to solve this problem. How do I explain it to Laras if her husband is..." Intan could not continue his words.

"Son, I can feel if this is hard. You finish them one by one first. After you give birth, separate with Tara first" advised Ms. Mita.

"But your marriage was siri, how did you process the divorce?" Ms. Mita scratched her head.

"Mother don't need to be confused, Intan already knows how the process of marriage divorce siri," Intan tried to explain.

"Hem, as far as the mother of the husband who spoke the new talak can be divorced. If Tara doesn't say talak, it means she can't divorce, right?" Ms. Mita knitted her eyebrows.

"Not complicated, ma'am. The conditions are only photo kopy KTP/domili(legal post, stamp 10,000), photo kopy family card(legal post, stamp 10,000), and, unregistered wedding info from the Office of Religious Affairs on-site (legalized post, stamp 10,000), address of the current husband and wife home complex. That's the only requirement, ma'am." Intan explained in detail to her mother.

Bu Mita only pitched when he heard the explanation from Intan.

"Mother is relieved, if you can take care of your divorce with Tara. I thought, You won't be able to get divorced because Tara once said forever she won't divorce you" Ms. Mita let out a long sigh.

"Mom, I'm completely out of thought. Will experience something this complicated. If only Tara's legal wife wasn't my biological child, it wouldn't be this late, ma'am. I was so afraid of getting a rejection from my son later if he found out that I was his honey," Intan let out a long sigh.

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In the meantime he wasn't thinking about Laras first. As his mother said, one by one in completing it. Gradually.

"Well, congratulations? the dede was born, handsome too. Nice nech, mah. If you're big enough to accompany me to play ball," Kevin was very happy.

"Congratulations, Intan. May be a good, kind, and loving child equally," congratulations from Keano.

"Thank you Kevin, thank you Keano." Intan smirked in satisfaction.

"You better tell Tara the birth of your child" suggested Ms. Mita.

"No, ma. I don't want my son to be taken away by him, like he was in the past. So I better not tell Tara," Intan said briefly.

"Intan, that's not going to happen. There I will take care of your child, so that it will not be taken by Tara" Keano assured Intan.

"Thank you, mas. But Mas Keano isn't always beside me" Intan wasn't aware of what he said.

"Let's calm down, I'm currently living not far from your house. So be able to monitor your house, "Keano tried to calm Intan's heart.

"Son, Tara doesn't know your current home. So you don't have to worry," Ms. Mita also tried to comfort Intan.

"Oh yes, ma'am." Intan patted his eel.

While this fake Intan is having a fuss with Tara.

"Where's my salary? you haven't given me a salary in months!" Fake Intan says loudly in the backyard of Tara's house.

"Hust, talk auntie don't be so loud. Later Laras heard it," whispered Tara panicked.

"If you want your secret to be safe, pay my salary right now!" fake Intan threat.

"Have I said, little patient aunt why? I'm definitely going to pay aunty's salary,"The wobbles are worried that Laras is around.

"My son in the village needs money, otherwise I would have cheated on your wife by acting like her mother. If you think my sin is too much on your wife! Sometimes I feel sad when I'm next to your wife playing Intan" Aunt Tara said at length.

Someone shuts her mouth when she overhears a conversation between Tara and her aunt.

"O Allah, so all this time I have been deceived by them? I didn't think Mas Tara was lying to me all this time." Baras immediately went from his surveillance.

He shed his tears. For what her husband has done.

"What does Mas Tara mean by all his boasting," Inner Laras.

"This can't be allowed, I'll teach him a lesson. I'm going home to the papi house," Inner Laras.

While Tara is currently confused because it already knows if all the cards have been frozen by Intan. And he can't work in the office anymore.

"It's been a few months, I live a very simple life. Working odd jobs whose salary is not how much, only can to eat," his grunts while sighing long and kneading his temple.

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