A Former Concubine-in-Law
#Sad

"But tonight, let Om Se sleep first with Aunt Alena, poor Aunt Alena." Hasna interrupted again and said softly. He wanted Serkan to understand and did not want to argue with Alena. He glanced at Alena, both eyes down on her hand squeezing the dres.

"Hasna, man,"

"True what Hasna said, I need you to hand it over. I'm pregnant with your child." Alena cuts the word Serkan.

Serkan sighed, why? he doesn't want to sleep with Alena. He gave up because he thought of his son in Alena's womb.

Serkan turned his head, he looked at Hasna from top to bottom. His gaze fell on Hasna's stomach. Had Hasna been pregnant, it might have been nice to her. He nodded, his head thinking in which direction.

"Abhi?"

"Ah yes, all right."

With a heavy heart, Serkan got out of his bed. Alena swiftly swayed in the arm of Serkan. The two walked together, Alena turned her head and smiled cynically. As long as this baby is in her stomach, she will be sure to be the winner.

Hasna stared at the tightly closed door, and she was sitting limp on the side of her bed. He hopes that Serkan has no interest in him, it doesn't matter if he lives like this.

Drt

Hasna looked up at the nightstand. He also approached his car. "Hallo,"

"Yes Eli."

"Where are you? I'm in front of your house." Eli said. He knocked on Hasna's door, even to the side window and there were two mothers who called out to him and explained everything.

"I'm now at Om Se's house."

"Huh? how can?" Eli was surprised as to why Hasna could enter the lion and crocodile enclosure, just as Hasna gave herself up.

"Om Se good,"

Hasna laughed a little. "What the hell are you El? yeah, not."

"O yes, if the foreign Om-Om is the address, I'm worried about the crocodiles around you."

"Emm well," Hasna mentioned the address of Serkan. The two talked at length and a few minutes passed, Elu said goodbye to close his phone because the taxi he ordered had come.

"Well you rest, tomorrow morning I'll be there."

Hasna stared at her phone, in addition to her parents who she never knew, only Azzam and Eli became her best friends. Unfortunately, he had to lose a friend, a friend and a lover like Azzam.

"Being in this house, I miss Azzam."

He went and wanted to go to Azzam's room next to his room. He entered the room and revived the secret. He looked around him who had been illuminated by the main light, as before, this room smelled the fragrance of Azzam. Around the wall there is a photo of Azzam and on the nightstand there is a picture of him and also a photo of Azzam, a photo of their togetherness.

"So Om Se didn't throw it away,"

He turned to the window, opened the curtain and caused a gap. He could see the night sky in the bright flickering of the stars and the full moon shining brightly.

In the darkness tonight, he missed the figure of Azzam. Had Azzam been alive, perhaps they were happy now, having many sweet memories that had been passed.

"Azzam I miss you."

Unknowingly, a man was standing behind her. For a long time he looked at the body that was behind him. He smiled wryly, he was a father who married the fiancee of his own son. He was a father who tortured his own son's deceased fiancee, even he thought too far, how does it feel to build a household with his own son's fiancee? wouldn't the world laugh at him if he had feelings? thinking feelings? was Hasna's name in her heart?

Thinking of Hasna he could not sleep, trying several times he closed both eyes. But in fact it cannot.

Before reaching Hasna's room, she saw her son's door open slightly. Out of curiosity, she went in and saw the woman he was looking for.

"Have I become a father figure who does not know himself?" Serkan said softly, his heart aches if Hasna accepts it for her in-laws. Not wanting to disturb Hasna, she turned towards her study.