A Former Concubine-in-Law
wife not missed

Andreas took the handkerchief in his pocket, he rubbed his lips, then leaned his body. Only this time he enjoyed simple food, all this time his life was only for Restaurant, eating fast food, ordering it, yes he did not want complicated, so he did not want to make it difficult, after all, fighting in the kitchen is better to fight on the battlefield.

He also stroked his stomach, he could be fat. Ah, he no longer thought about fat or anything, which was obviously Hasna's cooking very good.

He also remembered his young master, who always brought supplies, if asked for sure from Hasna. It was only fitting that his young master could not live off Hasna's cooking.

Both of his eyes also glanced at Hasna did not budge to see Serkan, he glanced at the boss who had rubbed his lips with a handkerchief that he also carried.

He also did not believe that his boss could eat voraciously, either, it can even be said that he and his boss are racing and never thought that he could sit in the same seat as the boss.

"I'm full" muttered Serkan.

He leaned his body into the plastic chair. Lowering his rice and resting his stomach, only this time he ate a lot and did not notice his body.

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Leave her to take her phone in her pocket. He also lifted it. "Hallo,"

"Where are you? is this dinner yet? don't you usually come home late at night? I called a few times."

Serkan glanced at Hasna, the woman had not yet realized her shock. Fortunately, his stomach was filled with fried food, so he was not too hungry.

"I'm at Hasna's?"

"What's? make what?" squeal at someone across there. "Go home, I don't like you being at his house." Tell him in an angry tone.

"I was sorry to see him selling on the side of the road" Serkan said while looking at Hasna. "Yes, I'm going home."

Leave her cell phone off, she'll usually refuse to go home for dinner. But this time he did not refuse because he was full and rather he had his own holiday.

"I'm home" Serkan said unequivocally without thanking Hasna.

Hasna just nodded. He was conscious because the frozen sound was resounding his shock. What is he who is not missed wife.

Serkan went out to follow Andreas without making small talk with Hasna.

"Good, after the fullness just went away. Fortunately, father-in-law, first. But now,"

Hasna was inexhaustible with her fate, which led her to marry her father-in-law first. But how else, now that he wants to live it alone, Azzam must be sad if he dissolves in sadness, at least can divert his sadness.

Hasna put the plate on the floor, then washed it. There is no wastefal in his house.

***

As for Serkan, he had just arrived at his house. Eating well and being full makes him sleepy. He saw his wife sitting in the living room chair waiting for him.

"Honey, you're home. Em, why did you get to Hasna's?" ask Alena. He did not like Hasna at all.

"I explained it, I met on the street" he said.

"Honey, don't get too close to Hasna. I don't like it, I love you so much."

"Don't worry, I won't love Hasna, I married her anyway. As long as I ensnare her by marriage, she won't marry anyone. I love you too." Say Drag.

Andreas just stared from afar, Serkan with his first wife he never said love, but dear.

He remembered Hasna, this time feeling sorry. Hasna cannot be free and choose her love. While the master only ensnared him, binding on each of his bodies like a puppet. Yes, master Serkan's puppet.

"Get your heart for me, Abhi."

"Sure," said Serkan. She kissed Alena on the forehead and passed towards her room.

***

As for Hasna, she held onto her already hungry stomach. Forced himself to cook instant noodles because there is no rice. He wanted to protest, but what else? he felt sorry for Serkan who did not eat for a month.

He also began to eat instant noodles that are still warm, at least he was grateful because it tastes very good. The Creator still gives health to him.

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"Hasna!" scream someone.

Hasna opened the door. He knew who called him that.

"Eli," said Hasna. He hugged his best friend who used to work in a cafe with him.

He used to work at a restaurant, but Eli worked at a cafe. Because he was fired from the cafe he switched to working at the Restaurant and finally met his first love.

"How are you? I miss you know?"

"Come in first, I'll make you some tea." Hasna.

For several months he had not visited Hasna and only exchanged news via mobile phone. He looked around, there was no one he was looking for.

"Hasna have you been on your honeymoon?" ask Eli. He did not know that Azzam had died.

Hasna's smile dimmed, she did not say anything to Eli. "Me, I'm not on El's honeymoon,"

"Why?" ask Eli curiously. "Oh, surely Azzam's busy?" ask Hasna. He had met with Azzam who he thought was super handsome, like an Arab.

"He's gone Li." Instantly those intolerable tears seeped out. Her heart was too sick in her fiance's stay forever.

"What's? go where? let me find." Eli. He felt sorry for his best friend who had left him. Even his best friend loved the man named Azzam very much.

"Before we were married, Azzam had an accident." Hasna sobbed with a heart of sorrow. "The accident took his life." His chest was back in pain.

Eli hugged his friend and stroked his back. "Why didn't you tell me, Hasna?"

"I can't afford Li."

Hasna was silent in her tears, she did not tell him that she was Serkan's second wife. She's ashamed, she's so ashamed.