A Former Concubine-in-Law
#Being a Child For Me
"Deliver! what do you want?" Hasna looked alternately at the two men in black suits, the two men pulled Hasna's hand and grabbed her.
"Bring him in" said a stern man.
"You must be your man to send it, right? I'm out of that house, I won't bother you. Please, let me go."
As much as he rebelled, but his strength lost. He could not let go of the snares of the two sturdy-bodied men's hands.
"I beg you, let me meet Azzam, he needs me."
The purple clothes he was wearing now were no longer in the form of clothes, shabby and there were graffiti of mud everywhere.
"Lake in!" andreas's Word.
"I don't want to" Ronta Hasna.
Andreas also pushed Hasna's body violently, originally he did not like a very complicated woman.
Hasna gave up, she let go. He could not escape, he glanced at the man beside him and sat down casually, draping his legs together.
Hasna glanced back as the person beside her spoke to someone she believed Serkan to be.
"Yes, sir, I got it."
"Okay, sir,"
The man turned off his phone, put his phone in his pocket. Then look straight ahead.
After a while, the car stopped at a high-rise building. Andreas got out of his car, pulled his suit to tidy it up. He also glanced at the unmoved young mistress.
"out! if you want to meet your fiancee. You also know about the apartment, right? mr. Serkan wants to see you and is already waiting for you." Clearly Andreas firmly without the slightest bit of staring at his interlocutor.
Hasna was flabbergasted in shock, of course she knew about that Apartment, the Apartment of her dreams with Azzam. He descended with a trembling heart, following one man in front of him while two men behind him. He walked down without even raising his face.
Many pairs of eyes were staring strangely at him, sometimes pointing at him, not knowing what he was talking about.
The elevator door opened, right on the 5th floor. Hasna and the three men came out, from afar they had seen the master who had been waiting for him ever since.
"Master," said Andres bowed following the two men behind him. Then cut off his body.
Serkan looked at the girl in front of him, from top to bottom. Using a white cloak and purple robe, but there is mud in the robe.
"Open up, you know what the pin is?"
No rejection, still down. Hasna pressed the button according to their engagement date.
Hasna opened the door of the Apartment, it was very painful every time she set foot on the floor filled with memories of her fiance. His heart grew increasingly claustrophobic, his breathing seemed to stop in an instant. He did not want to lift his face, every wall filled with photos of his togetherness.
Serkan slid both of his hands into his pants pocket, staring at a photo in front of him. There was a strange feeling in his heart that spread to see his son and who was now his secret wife.
Hasna wears a blue dress, a blue hijab and the same as Azzam. It was like an engagement. He saw the date below, it turned out to be the exact date of his engagement. He doesn't even know what their engagement is like.
"Please, please don't destroy anything." Hasna spoke up, she did not want to see the ruthless man in front of her destroy anything.
"Only this, only these are our memories."
Deg
Serkan immediately turned around and stared intently, something he could not speak of, his heart throbbing. But he doesn't understand.
"Om can ask for anything and ak-u I'll obey all Om's requests,"
"really?" ask Serkan.
Hasna ventured to raise her face, both eyes as if hypnotizing the man in front of her. Something he never felt facing anyone.
"Yes,"
"In exchange, give birth to a child for me."