A Former Concubine-in-Law
#Part 40

All Art as well as the head of Art/chief of servants, namely Mr. Aren looked at the two women in front of him. He was confused, Hasna was kicked out of this house and he was the one who drove himself, so what exactly is going on now? Why suddenly the mistress brought Alena who was very hated.

"Pak Aren and the others, from this moment on Hasna will stay here. Treat him like you treat me and leave him in this house."

Some Arta/servants smiled happily, obviously they were happy because all this time they did not dare to show their pleasure.

"I hope you don't complicate Hasna or say she's not the third person in my household relationship. I brought him here."

Hasna did not show any expression, even Mr. Aren could not guess seeing Hasna's face. I don't know what the woman thought.

"Okay Madam" replied Mr. Aren.

"Sir Aren, you have Hasna's upper room, next to Azzam's."

"Okay Madam" said Mr. Aren. He also approached Hasna. "Let my mistress deliver." Said Mr. Aren with respect.

Mr. Aren escorted Hasna to one of the rooms close to Azzam's room. He also opened the room. Hasna swept the room, a spacious room, a king-size mattress, a closet, a dresser and a sofa overlooking the TV.

"Thank you sir."

Mr. Aren bowed. "I'm sorry Madam, there will be one servant who will help Madam."

"No need sir, I can be alone."

"Good Mistress." Mr. Aren closed the door to Hasna's room again. He contacted someone and said Hasna was at home with Alena.

Serkan closes his call, Alena, his wife, actually brings Hasna to his house. He thinks Alena's going to have a show.

"Sir, are you not worried about Mrs Alena. Sorry, but the nature of the Madam ...."

Serkan understand, considering that Alena who hit Hasna made him a little afraid, but he wanted to give the opportunity if Hasna changed or not.

"Yes, I want to give you a chance."

"O yes, make sure I get home early. I don't want to go home late."

"Okay sir" said Andreas.

After taking care of the little things he brought from his house. Hasna sat on the edge of the bed staring at the fourth door closet. The big cupboard was filled with only one box, it was just his clothes.

Hasna spilled over her body, looking up at the ceiling. He did not expect that he would set both feet again in this house.

Without realizing it, a man approached her. She turned to the cupboard and smiled, tomorrow morning she will buy some clothes for Hasna to fill up and move some of her clothes into the closet.

"What are you thinking?" ask Serkan. He sat on the edge of the bed and Hasna sat down.

"Om Se is home?" ask Hasna.

Leave a smile, maybe because daydreaming something until the woman in front of him does not realize that time has entered the afternoon. "Well, what time is it?"

Hasna immediately searched for a wall clock through the tail of her eyes. "Hour 04.15."

"You're not conscious?" Serkan chuckled. But he wondered what was the burden on the mind of the woman in front of him. "What are you thinking? thinking Azzam?" ask Serkan. This house did not escape the memories of Azzam.

"No, I'm just afraid my presence makes Om Se and Aunt Alena uncomfortable."

"No, I'm glad you're here."

Huh

Hasna frowned.

"Don't think about anything" Serkan said, turning his face hot and red. He only realized it after that sentence had slipped from his lips.

"Oh,"

***

While Alena, she again contacted Leon and asked where Leon was.

"I just arrived, I'll see you tomorrow morning at the xxx cafe. We'll meet there, I'm going to sleep." Leon turns off his phone and pisses Alena off.

The man grew increasingly doubtful towards her, as if he did not respect her anymore.