I'm Honey My Son
The Giving of the Name Baby Intan

Not long after, Keano arrived at the apartment owned by Intan. He could breathe a sigh of relief because the show had not yet begun.

"Thank God, I'm not late. It turned out that the event had not yet begun," Inner Keano was relieved.

He immediately stepped inside the Intan apartment.

"Assalamu alaikum" he said.

"Greetings, wr wb. Come in, Mas Keano." Pinta Intan is busy arranging everything needed.

"It hasn't started yet, has it, Intan?" keano asked while helping Intan.

"No, mas. In a moment, waiting for us to finish arranging everything," replied Intan as right.

"Asalamu alaikum, yah papah. Why don't we be together anyway, know papah already here first." Kevin pursed his lips.

"Walaikum salam wr wb, hee pardon papah. Papah thought, you're already here first" Keano scratched his non-itchy head.

Intan can only laugh at the behavior of the father and son who often look funny.

Not forgetting Kevin greeted Intan, even hugged him.

The atmosphere is so warm like a whole family, in the heart of Kevin really hope that someday Intan can be a mother. Similarly, Keano had in mind, he wanted Intan to be his wife. Keano did not mind Intan's past being married twice.

Keano salutes Intan, who is so strong and strong to face a wave of problems in his life.

After all neatly arranged in the living room, one by one came neighbors to the house of Intan to follow the thanksgiving of the name of his son. Even Intan also invited famous ustad in the region to lead prayers.

Event after event took place solemnly, until the peak event that is praying together led by Ustad was also done very kusyu. The closing ceremony was done by eating together, as well as the distribution of gifts to each person who came at the ceremony.

An hour later, the show was over. Intan is relieved because the event runs smoothly without obstruction or interference.

"Thank you, thank God. The naming event for my son went well, there was no obstacle whatsoever," Inner Intan gave thanks.

The event was recorded by Intan and captured on his mobile phone. Intan wants to share this happiness with Laras. She doesn't remember that Laras is at home with Tara, who will soon be her ex-husband.

Intan sent her vidion footage on Laras' phone in a very happy mood.

Meanwhile, at the house of Laras. At the moment Laras is sleeping in Risky's room. And she forgot her phone in Tara's bedroom nightstand.

The sound of Laras' cell phone invites curiosity in Tara's heart.

"Who exactly are these nights sending chat notification messages on Laras' phone. I'm curious." Tara idly opened the phone Laras that is not in the key so it is easy to open.

Tara widened her eyes to see who had sent the message notification to Laras, and saw the vidio of thanksgiving of Intan's child's name.

"Damn it, it turns out I was lied to by Laras. He had met Intan."

"Intan too, didn't tell me the gender of my son. After all, I am his father, his flesh and blood. I just got Intan's new phone number."

"Papi must have invited Laras to meet Intan! I had to move house again soon, so that Laras could not communicate with his parents."

Thus grunts from Tara, he immediately took the phone number card Laras and broke it. He stepped away with his cell phone.

He drove his car to a nearby counter to buy a new mobile number to install on Laras's phone.

Not to forget Tara deleted the mobile numbers Reno, Saras, and also Intan on the phone Laras.

"In this way, they won't be able to contact Laras anymore." Tara grinned with a cynical smile.

Then Tara drove her car home. He did not want to linger, for fear that Laras would wake up and look for his phone.

In just a few minutes, Tara had reached her luxurious home. He went inside the house to check if Laras was awake or still asleep, so he forgot to park his car in the garage.

"Safe, Laras is still asleep." Tara put Laras' phone next to Laras' bed no longer in Tara's bedroom nightstand.

Then Tara stepped into the yard to park the car into the garage. After that he stepped back into his room with great joy.

"Until now I will not meet Laras with Intan. As Intan did to me, by not allowing me to meet my son who turned out to be a man," Tara's inner self smiled cynically.

"I also won't let Laras get to meet his parents. I take great revenge on Saras who always insulted me! I also have a grudge against Reno who once hit me!" batin Tara again snorted in annoyance.

While at Intan's house, he felt surprised because Laras did not respond to the notification of the message he sent.

"Why read only? why not reply, Laras? are you angry, mother?" gerutu Intan is still waiting for a reply from Laras.

"I'd better call him, just to be clear." Intan called Laras's phone number.

"Number is inactive? astaghfiruloh alazdim, I forgot that Laras is with Tara. Maybe the phone was turned off by him." Intan let out a long sigh while putting her phone on her bedroom nightstand.

Tara is busy looking for a new place to live. But I haven't found a suitable one yet.

"Ah, none of the houses that my friends offer are good. Everything is ugly, classless and very old-fashioned. I'd better put off looking for her house" Tara put her body in bed and her eyes fell asleep, and now she's fast asleep.

Until morning, then he woke up and stepped to just walk around the yard, from the front yard, side, and back.

But when he just arrived at the front page, he had seen there was someone putting something in the mailbox.

Tara stepped over to the mailbox and curiously picked up a brown envelope.

Slowly Tara saw the contents inside the brown envelope which turned out to be a notification letter that she had no relationship with Intan. The equivalent of a divorce letter.

Inside the envelope there is also a letter of ownership of the expedition company owned by Intan which has been behind the name to belong to Tara.

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