A Former Concubine-in-Law
#part 41
"No problem, the important thing is that Leon wants to work together" said Alena. He also put his clothes on the nightstand. Suddenly he remembered Serkan. It's night and time to get her home.
He went downstairs too. Upstairs he saw Mr. Aren heading upstairs with one of the three servants carrying some dishes.
"Who wants to eat?" alena asked as she squinted one of her eyes. There is not usually a person who eats upstairs unless someone is sick, and in this house no one is sick.
Mr. Aren re-enforced his body.
"Mr Call on me to bring some dishes to Ms. Hasna's room, Mrs Alena." Answer Mr. Aren.
"Have you come home yet?" alena asked in disbelief. Hand over not even seeing him. Even if he did not come to greet him, it was Serkan who came to see him. "What's Serkan in Hasna's room?"
Mr. Aren nodded, the first time he saw Serkan not seeing Alena. Serkan will see Alena first.
Alena held back the hot rumble in her chest, she turned in hasty steps to Hasna's room. Arriving at Hasna's doorstep. Alena went straight in and saw Hasna fluttering while reading the book in her hand and Serkan who laid down his body.
"Tante," Hasna closed the book. He turned his head and saw Serkan who was sleeping while putting his arm over his forehead.
Alena felt her chest boil, eager for her to drag Hasna. "I want to talk to you."
Alena went straight out and passed Pak Aren just like that. The man was suspicious, and he told the three servants to put them on the table.
"You guys wait here, I'll get out." Mr. Aren followed Hasna. He looked at Hasna's back which was heading towards the backyard.
"What is Miss Alena talking about with Miss Hasna?" Mr. Aren is curious. Now he has a new assignment to keep an eye on Hasna and Alena.
Mr. Aren stepped over while bowing, he was sitting on the red rose bushes. Both of his eyes looked at Alena and Hasna facing each other.
"Hasna, you know. It's not easy for me to accept presence."
"Yes aunty" replied Hasna cf. Iirih.
"I'm sorry aunt, Om Se came to my room, so I ..."
"You should have rejected it, I know your brain isn't so stupid."
Alena breezed away, Hasna was not out of thought with Alena. It was not him who came to Serkan, but Serkanlah who came to him. Why is he always wrong.
"I also don't want to do this, if I may choose me ...."
"Don't think too much of Mrs Alena, Mrs Hasna."
Huh
Hasna held onto her chest, she was surprised to hear someone other than herself. "Sir Aren."
"Why is Mr Aren here?"
"Of course watch over Mrs Alena on Mr. Serkan's orders. Don't follow Miss Alena's words."
"I mean, isn't it natural for Aunt to behave like that? I get it, Auntie must be disappointed."
"But I saw the twinkle of Mr. Serkan's eyes. Since Madam Yuna, she means the late Madam Yuna is having an affair. The master no longer laughs, yes even though he used to smile often just smiling. Even if their marriage was just business, Mr. Serkan learned to love Madame Yuna. Until that love grows and only betrayal is earned by Mr. Serkan."
"Mrs Alena married Mr. Serkan only because of Madam Yuna's last request as well as for business."
Hasna listened carefully to Mr. Aren's words. She did not expect the cold man to experience such a painful thing. He thought Serkan life was smooth, there was no twists and turns of his life. So he had a heartache.
"Just this time I saw Mr. Serkan laughing a lot and smiling, I hope Madam survives and does not listen to Mrs Alena's words whatever it is. If Madam used to make Mr. Azzam happy, there is no harm in Madam also making Mr. Serkan happy."
"Please, I want to see Mr. Serkan alive again."