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

Leave speechless, he just nodded and Hasna immediately turned towards the dining room. Today he felt uncomfortable, because of two people who were present at his house.

A dining table that used to only exist Azzam and herself, now there is even her husband who used to be her mother-in-law as well as her honey who used to be also her father-in-law. The hope is that when he was with Azzam, building a simple family, he had dreams of living in a simple house. Now everything is just a memory.

"Alena, you eat too?" ask Serkan. "Try to eat, Hasna's cooking is so good."

Alena pulled both corners of her lips, but her heart cursed Hasna. Serkan praised Hasna too much according to him who could only cook such lowly food in front of her.

"Sorry Honey, I don't eat this food. I'm afraid my son isn't well."

"Feel Hasna very healthy, she washed it, I've eaten Hasna's cooking a few times, hem. you're overdoing it." Serkan did not like what Alena said. "You just came here to apologize, right, so keep your attitude on Hasna."

"Honey, you're scolding me. The doctor said I shouldn't be stressed."

Serkan sighed, he did not like it, but he was also afraid of something happening to his son. "Of that, you eat. If you don't want to eat already."

"I'll order,"

Serkan did not respond, he took three spoons of kale in front of him, then ate it voraciously.

"Try you learn to cook" said Serkan.

Hasna glanced at Alena who looked annoyed. Where is it possible that a rich madam would cook.

"Darling, next time I'll cook. Right now I'm pregnant, so I can't do hard work."

Serkan did not respond, even though he wanted to eat like this in his house. He wanted Hasna to cook it. Feel every day welcomed by his wife, dinner together, breakfast together.

"Darling, don't you want to order anything?"

"No, I'm just eating this. Hasna's cooking is better than the food outside." Answer Serkan without looking at Alena.

Alena was getting upset, whether what ingredients Hasna put in the food that made Serkan not want to turn to other foods. In fact, Serkan anti food kucel.

"Yes, I'll order food to your tribe."

As usual, there was no food left. Only white rice is half. Serkan was able to finish all of Hasna's cooking. Alena looked in disbelief. Serkan which was once anti-food a lot now eat it very greedy.

"Hasna, I want to make you stock." Handing her back, her stomach felt full.

"Darling, how can you eat like that? how about you get fat?"

"Fat, I don't care."

"Om Se Hasna hasn't been shopping. All the food Hasna cooked was spent the same Om Se."

Hand the horse a grin while scratching its head. "Yes, let's go shopping."

"Om Se should accompany Aunt Alena, let me be later and also Om Se would take her how about not to use pants?"

"Yes too, yeah."

Alena stared in a puff, she was lazy to look at the two people who seemed to not think about her situation. And he was in front of them.

"Master," said Andreas. He looked towards the dining table and saw Alena as well as the others. "This is Master's clothing."

"You've been a long time." Serkan just turned his head, he was lazy to stand because his stomach seemed to explode.

Hasna got up and took over Serkan's clothes. "It's complete, right?" asked Hasna handsomely looking at Andreas, she sorted out Jas and his pants, afraid that there was still something left behind. "Dasi exists? same bag of shoes, socks?" ask Hasna.

"Yes, ma'am" replied Andreas.

he started to pay attention to me inner Serkan.

All this time no one had ever asked when he was dressed to the office, still had to wear this and this, he was busy himself without anyone helping him.

"Hasna?"

"Yes?" Hasna.

"Thank you."

Leave him standing, he takes his office suit and goes to Hasna's room.

"Huh? sptfe..." Andreas holds amused in his stomach which catches the pink-pink.

Good Hasna, you want to seize my position. Just look, I won't let her inwardly Alena. From then on she held her anger at her honey and her husband.

Without thinking long Hasna entered his room, fortunately Serkan had used his clothes and just put his tie up.

"Om Se let Hasna."

Handing her hand, she stood up straight and waited for Hasna's tiny hand to help her.

Alena's chest rose and fell, her lips holding a mountain of scorn on Hasna. Both eyes were hot, Serkan just accepted Hasna's treatment without giving it a right. She was the first wife of Serkan. He should be the one in front of Serkan.