A Former Concubine-in-Law
Azzams

Andreas immediately stood up making Serkan glare sharply at him. Andreas sat back down.

"What's the matter An?" ask Hasna.

"It's okay Madam," Andreas replied feeling heavy. Even his words were stammered.

Hasna took a long breath. "Om Se doesn't need to care about anything about me." Hasna looked at Serkan. "For me it's too heavy, I don't want to burden myself."

The spoon he held immediately turned, in two. His heart ached and did not accept, no one had ever rejected him including Alena. "Didn't you want to get my attention."

"No!" answer Hasna firmly. "I didn't expect it" Hasna smiled.

Leave him standing, then follow Andreas. "We're going to the airport now."

Andreas, according to him, the atmosphere did not allow him to answer the words of Serkan. He saluted as Hasna was at the doorstep.

"Hasna!" shouted a woman who was running towards Hasna. "He who?" eli asked to see a black car and a man entering the black car.

"Om Give it up" Hasna replied and then switched in.

"Hasna for what sir Serkan came here? did he threaten you?"

Hasna shakes. "You want to eat?"

"No, I'm full, I've had breakfast" Eli said. "I asked Sir Serkan to come here for what?" ask Eli again.

"I don't know, he's coming at 2 o'clock."

"He can't love you, right?" asked Eli who was able to make Hasna's footsteps stop. His heart beat, he turned around.

"There's no way Eli, our world is different, even together, so the title must be 'Forbidden Love' right?"

Eli propped up his chin, thinking about Hasna's life was difficult. He can not even think of how to live it, what else is the view of society? surely Hasna will be a gossip.

"El, you don't work?" ask Hasna.

"I took a day off, make your nemenin, '" Eli smiled.

***

Draw closed both eyes, then look up at the top ceiling. His legs were lined up and his fingers were interlocked on his stomach. He opened his eyes and smiled. For these few months Hasna's smiling face filled her mind. Don't forget the feed, he misses wanting to be in a bribe again.

During this month he was focused on working to finish quickly and go home and during this month he did not contact Hasna, but Hasna's reach was never out of his attention. He watched Hasna through her confidants and during this month Alena did not mess around, she did not bother Hasna.

"Master, the preparation for the return tomorrow morning is ready."

"I can't wait to go home" said Serkan.

Andreas scratches his itchy forehead, which is true he had to take care of Hasna and then return to Turkey after that to Indonesia, maybe his funeral will move entitled 'Cemetery on the plane', but fortunately he found an idea to help the master who suddenly had a dead end just from thinking about Hasna.

"Don't forget the souvenirs must be brought," said Serkan.

He stared at the same two kaling and different rings. One necklace for Hasna and one necklace for Alena.

"Huh." He breathed his rough breath. He remembered Hasna's words, but he was a fool he wanted to do as he pleased.

***

Somewhere else.

During this month Hasna managed to sell pecel rice, fried rice and several other drinks. Now he set up a small shop in front of his house, and every day there are buyers, even to the end, sometimes have to add more portion of the rice.

"Neng I want to add more rice pecelnya," said a man. Indeed many men who are the age of the fathers sometimes young men who just returned home from school and there is also Mas-mas who stopped by the shop Hasna, in addition to friendly Hasna in famous beautiful and meek. Hasna was loved by Adam and Eve.

"Good bang, good luck" Hasna said kindly. Every day he was busy and closed at night exactly at 09:00.

When the time for the stall to close, Hasna saw the left right on the door closed without realizing there was someone behind her.

He twisted his body and his eyes locked.

"Azzam!"

Hasna's heart was pounding, as if running a marathon, the face of someone in front of her was exactly the same as Azzam.