A Former Concubine-in-Law
Sia lan's thoughts

Leave standing in the doorway, the intention of the heart to be with Hasna for a while, yes take an increasingly narrow time. If I may ask, I want to stop time.

His footsteps were very heavy and very difficult to move, he wanted Hasna, he wanted to be with Hasna. His mind and heart are not in line. When his right foot was about to step, but was immediately puffed out. Yes, his mind had lost to his heart. He wants Hasna and still wants to be with Hasna.

He turned around and sat down on that worn-out-looking chair.

"Master,"

Andreas interrupts, he once watched a movie, in which two women captured one man, and one wife first, the other her affair. He never watched TV for a lifetime, but was tired and tired. She turned on her tv and saw the scene, once in her life watching TV. He just takes the time to work and work.

"I still want to be here" said Serkan. His heart doesn't want to go, if he goes what about Hasna?

"But Miss Hasna does not want master" Andreas said. He imagines the scene when the first wife slaps his affair on tv, but the difference is Hasna is also the boss's legal wife.

"What if Madame Alena finds out and ..."

"I'll talk to Alena, you prepare a spy to keep Hasna as long as I'm gone" Serkan said. The feeling of not wanting to leave made his heart suddenly ache.

"Okay sir, um do you like Mrs Hasna?"

Serkan looked at Andreas, his lips twitched and did not want to answer. But the pounding on his chest was getting faster. He was confused, he didn't know.

As for Hasna, she laid her body back down. In his heart he could not drive Serkan away. But whatever the power, she's just a woman who wants to live a quiet life. Although his heart was not yet calm at the departure of Azzam. Even though the man had left, but the position of his heart remained Azzam who became number one.

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At dawn, Hasna came out of her room. Both eyes saw Serkan who was sleeping on the chair, his head was leaning against the head of the chair, his hands were shortened and his legs were crossed while having fun.

His chest rose and fell following his regular breathing. While Andreas, he did not know where the man was.

"Did he stay here?" Hasna approaching. He felt pity, maybe his body will ache after waking up.

Hasna again dragged her feet into her room, she picked up her blanket then carefully enveloped Serkan's body.

Hasna hastened to take ablution, then to perform her worship. After that, he cooked breakfast.

Drawing nose up and down, he inhaled a scent that deeply shook his stomach. He opened his eyes and then moved and rubbed his face. He remembered that now he was in Hasna's house.

Serkan held his neck that hurt, as a result of leaning and for life he slept in a soft bed, now he had to sleep in a wooden chair that tortured his body.

"Cute?" Serkan just realized that on top of his body there is a blanket. He smiled and went straight to the kitchen.

The first time he saw a woman who was busy cooking and a shadow immediately adorned his mind.

'Darling, '" said a man. She hugged Hasna from behind and kissed the niche of her neck.

'Geli tau," the woman chuckled.

Handing Hasna's body in front of her. In the gaze of the woman who had become his wife, he was lulled with the beauty of the woman before him and those seductive lips* ...

"Om Se!" shout Hasna.

Leave it almost fall forward if his body does not respond quickly to maintain its balance.

"The breakfast is ready, why is Om Se daydreaming?" asked Hasna while shaking her head. He chuckled looking at Serkan who was about to fall.

"Om Se better take a shower, wash Om Se's face until it's kinclong, let the demon go." Hasna's speech passed through Serkan's body. He thought Andreas was sleeping in the car, so wanted to wake him up.

Serkan gaping, Hasna thought that he had a lot of Satan's pile. "Hey, who do you think I am? Demon King?"

Leave a smile, he immediately turned to eating it. Because it is very hungry and can not wait to eat processed foods Hasna.

"I'm sure I'll miss him." Gumam Serkan's.