Husband, Honey Mouth Poison
Amendment

3 Years later.

"Daddy.. Look at my veil! Is it neat yet?" Michel, who is now seven years old, is more beautiful, especially now that she is hijab.

"Here daddy look!" Michel approached his father. Though from earlier Michel had reflected long enough just to observe his appearance.

But I don't know today his heart doesn't feel confident. It is like meeting a special person who wants his appearance to look the best.

"Daddy's son is no match for his beauty. You are graceful boy!" Nathan stared at Michel's heart that looked beautiful and graceful.

"Dad's time?" Michel rounded his eyes, wanting to reassure his father's praise.

"Hmmm. Here daddy hug dear!" Nathan said shrewdly. He hugged Michel affectionately. His heart was filled with sadness at once. Maybe at the age of other children they are still in the telonan mother's father, but different from Michel. He is more independent than his age.

Living as a single parent is not easy. Moreover, Nathan for two years had to undergo treatment and therapy, making attention to Michel was reduced a lot.

Three years is not a moment for him to heal the wound and forget the events that once enveloped his heaviest trauma.

After three years of Raisya's death, only this year he ventured to come to Indonesia. After he was declared cured by a psychiatric doctor also an analysis of insitute emotions. A health company that analyzes human emotional abnormalities through a computer-associated heart rate-measuring detection machine. This study is devoted to patients with emotional disorders in order to make it easier to recognize the emotions in his body and can manage it well also directed.

Nathan took a few breaths and took them out slowly. He repeated it several times to make his heart rate and emotions calmer.

It feels heavy to want to step foot into this country. Where the woman is now lying quietly in the navel that she did not have time to attend her funeral. A woman who sacrificed a lot for herself, but she killed him instead.

"Daddy ready?" Michel smiled looking at his father's handsome face but inside it put a lot of hurt and sorrow.

"M." Mmm." Nathan nodded gently and smiled as he looked at his more independent little daughter before his time.

Nathan and Michel disembark from a plane that just landed in Jakarta's Soekarno-hatta airport field.

They walked by dragging two travel bags and two backpacks that had been attached to each of their backs.

"Daddy. I. want to go to the toilet first." Michel looked up at Nathan for permission to urinate, to pee.

"Okay. daddy wait here! You careful!" Nathan said while sitting on an iron bench that has been provided by the airport whose position is closer to the toilet.

"Yes dad." Michel quickened his pace and ran because he felt his bladder was not strong enough to hold back urine that had already been collected.

Nathan observed the human traffic coming in and out of the airport. This is the view at every airport.

"Revelation..! Brukk's." Someone's voice sounded reminiscent. In a hurry Michel hit someone in front of him accidentally. Spontaneously the man helped Michel Michel to stand as he was.

"Are you okay?" Netra the beautiful woman with waist-length curly model stared at Michel's face, making sure the child who hit her was fine.

"I am okay, miss." Michel replied while standing up to correct his appearance.Without they realize his neutrality against each other and judge each other.

Michel felt something with the woman's eyes. It's like recognizing someone. Although his face was different but those eyes could not be different.

Ah that's impossible. Isn't mom dead? His face was not similar to my mother. Maybe because I miss her, I see all the women look like mothers.

Michel shook his head, hurriedly realizing that someone was dead.

The woman smiled. Her lips are polished lipstick with branded brand really displays a stunning color compared to ordinary lipsticks. Of course it adds to the appeal of anyone who sees it.

His appearance is so fashionable, fashionable in his class, it is certain that he is not an arbitrary person. Starting from the top of the bottom sambal all famous branded that can only be purchased by the upper class.

Her skin seemed to glow, especially the skirt that was worn only along the top of the knee and a shirt with sleeveless top with a fairly bottom cleavage, displaying some of the things that were behind her chest. Her smooth skin was almost exposed fifty percent to the public face, Of course she was skilled at self-care.

"Good." The woman brandished her two pliable thumbs with her fingernails that had been dyed kutek look sexy and sensual.

"Raiseya!" A pretty handsome man called out to her from the toilet door. Because he waited long enough for her, he was forced to follow her to the toilet area.

"Raisea." Michel's ears sharpened and he turned back to look at the two.

The woman walked up to the man who called her and smiled.

The two passed away leaving Michel still standing looking at the woman with a look of wonder because of a call.

Michel momentarily forgot his intention to urinate.

"Eh.. " Michel immediately realized that he was going to go into the toilet to throw away his wishes. The boy went straight in and resumed his intentions.

Michel then came out of the toilet and approached Nathan who was waiting for him.

"Old kok?" Nathan rebukes Michel.

"Full dad." Michel made excuses acceptable to his father.

"mmmmmmm. Yuk! Om Reza's waiting outside." Nathan stood up and walked out of the airport where Reza was waiting for him.

"Welcome, Nathan!" Reza is ready to serve Nathan.

"How are you doing Za?" Nathan hugged Reza.

"Good sir. How are you? Healthy?" Reza turned around to ask.

"Good Za." Answer Nathan.

"Well, Michel is great again! It doesn't feel like three years haven't met that high again." Reza turned to look at Michel who was standing next to Nathan. He commented on Michel's height above the average of Indonesian children at his age.

"How are you doing Reza?" Michel shaking.

"Good Michel. You yourself how are you?"

"Om good." Michel replied with a smile.

"Let's bring Nathan, I'll deliver!" Reza turns around and opens the car door for Nathan and Michel.

Nathan instead of entering stood beside the door.

"Sister Sarah.. Isn't that Sarah Reza?" Nathan did not enter immediately and stood following a figure he knew was walking into the airport.

Reza and Michel instead follow Nathan's view of the woman named Sarah, his ex-wife Adam. Now his appearance has changed, hijab.

"Daddy knows the other woman?"