I'm Honey My Son
Tara & Intan 1 Meeting

Tara quickly picked up the phone from Intan.

📱"Assalamu aleikum, dear. Where you go, I miss you. You have already given birth, right?"

📱"Greetings wr wb, where is your home? I want to go to your house "

When Tara asked the house, she asked back. He is reluctant to show his home, fearing that one day Laras will return home.

📱"Let me go to your house, baby. Where are you currently moving, just show me your home address?"

Intan felt furious with Tara, because she was too long-winded. Until finally Intan invites Tara to meet somewhere.

📱"I want to talk to you about important things, come to the Flower Cafe right now. I'll come now."

After Intan told Tara the meeting place, she immediately turned off her phone call.

"Intan, are you seriously going to see Tara yourself? you'd better be with Kevin, "Mom Mita's worried.

"Yes, mah. Than I have no activity, let me accompany you. While the baby is in the care of the oma," Kevin offers himself.

"What's with me?" Even Keano was willing to accompany.

"All right, I'm with Kevin. But Kevin's just waiting in the car, okay?" Intan has decided who she will be with.

"Alright, mah. But if that fellow were to rudely return to mamah like that time, I wouldn't stay silent. I will keep an eye on you from a close distance, so I can better monitor the situation and conditions" Kevin said with great enthusiasm.

"Of course, it's like old man," teased Keano.

"I'm not like an old man, pah. But I have grown up, as a child I should take care of my mother" Kevin said proudly.

"So sweet, mamah becomes moved uh moved," Intan chuckled.

Ms. Mita who saw Intan began to smile felt very happy.

"Thank you, thank God. You have sent Keano and Kevin, who can slowly heal the wounds in Intan's heart. I'm sure their meeting wasn't just a meeting. But there is good purpose from You," a piece of thanksgiving Ms. Mita.

Bu Mita looks after her baby Intan, while Intan goes to see Tara accompanied by Kevin. But Keano's heart was agitated, so unbeknownst to Intan and Kevin, he secretly followed the pace of the car driven by Kevin.

"Well, don't panic and don't be afraid of that guy? take it easy, because there is Kevin who always keeps his mama," Kevin smiled as he focused on driving forward his car.

"Yes, dear mamahnya the most chatty and handsome," Intan ruffled Kevin's hair.

"Yes, mommy. Kevin had a neat comb of his hair, and even in a mess," Kevin pursed his lips.

"Yes, sorry. It's mamah tidying up again." Intan rubbed Kevin's hair softly.

Kevin has been very happy ever since he got to know Intan and was able to get close to him.

"Oh Allah, if the servant may ask. Please unite Mamah Intan and my papah with a sacred bond of marriage. For my life to be complete there is mamah and there is papah. I'm sure my papah will never hurt Mamah Intan, because she is a tripical devoted, loving, and responsible husband" said Kevin in his heart between driving.

Meanwhile, Tara is currently on her way to the Bunga cafe which is located quite far from her home. He felt surprised why Intan did not invite him to meet at one of his restaurants, but instead invited him to meet at a cafe that was not close to him.

At this time Intan has arrived first, while Tara is still on her way. Until 30 minutes passed, then Tara arrived. He was stunned when he saw Intan's stomach that had deflated.

"My guess is right, Intan has given birth," his inner sumringah as he approached Intan.

"Dear, how are you." Tara approached to kiss Intan on the forehead, but she dodged.

"Why, baby? don't you miss me, like I miss you?" Tara dropped her ass on Intan's front seat.

"Here you go, there's no need to resort to seduction. I don't want to waste any time, to the point, '" Intan stared cynically at Tara.

"Alright, speak. Most of you want to tell me about the birth of our child, the gender, right? I haven't done it yet either" Tara was very confident in her words.

"Can you just shut up, don't prattle on! because I want to talk," said Intan ketus.

"All right, sorry." Tara was immediately silent after getting reprimanded by Intan.

"As I said at the time, I want us to separate. And I've prepared all the paperwork for our divorce. You don't have to bother." Slowly Intan took out his file from inside the bag and placed it on the table.

"You just have to sign it." Intan gave Tara a pen.

"No, until I never divorce you!" Tara began to get emotional.

"I don't want to be your wife forever, I want to live happily, either" Intanpun starts to get emotional as well.

"Dear, please wake up. Think about it, at least for the sake of our child," Tara began to persuade Intan.

"Not for our son, but for your own sake. I already understand how your true nature is," Intan sneered cynically at Tara.

"Why are you so stubborn! still insistent on wanting to part with me? do you have any other Dream Men?" Tara begins to prejudge Intan.

"Because I'm not strong with all your behavior to me! especially since I found out that you've been hiding the truth to me all this time. I have not found a good man yet. But I'm sure that when I'm happy with an honest man, I'm not a liar like you!" Intan was really furious with this one creature, but he continued to survive.

"What lie? I'm hiding what truth?" Tara is still not aware of what she has done.

"I now know why you made an empty tomb. Because you don't want me to know the truth if your legitimate wife is the biological child I've been looking for" Intan said.

"JEDDER!!!" Tara flabbergasted speechless, her eyes bulging. He was like in a lightning bolt hearing the words of Intan.

But he still covered his nervousness.

"Darling, you're ngaco dech. My legal wife is not your real son. If she was your child, I would have told you, "Tara tried to cover up her panic.

"Have not much to do with trying to cover up your lies Look, isn't this a picture of your wedding with Laras?" Intan shows the wedding fofo of Tara and Laras.

For a moment Tara was silent, she grew even more panicked when she saw the photo shown by Intan.

"Where did he get my bride's photo with Laras?" tara's heart was full of question marks.

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