A Former Concubine-in-Law
#Alena's Pregnancy

Serkan stepped wide while clenching both hands, the veins in his hands were clearly visible, as if he wanted to come out, his lips tightly clenched holding the anger that he had been holding back since.

"Master," Mr. Aren approached Serkan in one of the Art's. Even in Jakarta, Serkan still uses the butler, who will take care of all about ART in his house. Salary too, the chief servant who oversees, all the needs of his home affairs Chief Servant.

"Where's Madam?"anya Serkan was so cold. The chief servant's hair stood up immediately.

"The lady was upstairs, maybe someone was teasing the Madam, the Madam was crying and fainting, so the Madam is currently ..." Mr. Aren did not continue his words when Serkan

Mampuslah the person who has made Mrs Alena cry, surely that person will be the inner porridge of Mr. Aren.

Leave him back, he wants to meet Alena immediately. His wife had done beyond his limits.

"Master let me ..." Not until Pak Aren opened the door handle in front of him, Serkan directly kicked the door in front of him.

Mr. Aren rounded his eyes, since the door had not yet opened, he immediately took over to open it.

"Alena! Shouted Serkan. The woman sits on the edge of the bed facing back. He also smiled cynically. The effort he has done with Serkan has been a lot, he will not give up. He stood up and threw a photo on the floor.

Handing her over to Alena, she stared at her wedding photo with Serkan.

"You want to be like this?" point Alena at the photo on the floor with the broken glass in the figura.

"This is our current marriage Serkan, the breaking of my heart like this. Why don't you feel guilty in the slightest?"

"Enough Alena!" Serkan pointed at Alena's face and made her flinch in shock. Although he was in fear, but he did not want to point to his fear.

"You've done something sickening, I've warned you not to disturb Hasna and to do beyond your limits."

"I'm your wife Give me, I'm entitled."

"You have the right, but you don't have to rule me. You remember our first deal, I asked you not to interfere with my affairs while being my wife."

Alena remembers very much, when she married Serkan. The man did say not to interfere.

"I remember, but this matter I don't want to keep that promise. What have I been thinking about all this time in your heart Serkan?"

"I want a divorce with you, but after seeing that. I don't want to,"

Hand me the paper on that floor. His face looked solemn, both of his lips comat kamit read the contents of the paper.

"You pregnant?"

"Yes! it's been two weeks. Now you're gonna vote, you want this kid or divorce Hasna."

"Both, I want the boy but I want Hasna."

"You must not be greedy!" shout Alena. Though he had followed the plan, it turned out that God was on his side.

"Huh? I am greedy and I am sorry. I can't leave Hasna. I like it."

"Serkan!" shout Alena. His chest is up and down. He survived this far only for the sake of Serkan. Even though Azzam did not consider it, he persisted.

"Well, you don't want to see me, do you?" Alena picked up a piece of glass on the floor. He pointed to his arm.

"Alena," The sound of the Draw softens. If Alena's pregnant, she doesn't want to lose her child.

"You choose me or Hasna."

"Don't come any closer or I'll scratch my arm."

Leave her staring at the glass in Alena's hand. She quickly held Alena's arm. "Stop Alena! you're crazy, you could risk your life."

"Take me off! you don't want your son, do you?"

"Serkan! I want you, I don't want anything else." Alena was crying so hard. He removed the broken glass and immediately hugged Serkan.

While Serkan closed his eyes, Alena was pregnant, this woman was pregnant with her child.