A Former Concubine-in-Law
# Alena's Plan.

The next day, Alena felt pain in her stomach. His waist felt dislodged, he also revealed his blanket that was about to go down to the bathroom and he accidentally saw there were blood spots. He was shocked, his body trembling in fear. She couldn't have miscarried, she took good care of her pregnancy, she even took care of her food.

"No way," Alena rubbed her face violently.

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Soon Alena covered her bed with her blanket and smiled.

"Alena are you awake?" ask Serkan. He took his tie on the walk in closet.

Alena still showed her smile. "Yes, I just woke up, baby, I sleep well if you're with me."

Serkan frowned and then nodded, Alena did not know that she was not sleeping with him and instead fell asleep on her couch.

"Yes, breakfast is ready. Coincidentally Hasna told me to wake you up. Oh yeah, we're going to the hospital in the afternoon, I want to see our child's development."

Both of Alena's eyes widened, she did not even refute Serkan's words. His body feels dead lice, his brain as if he can not think anything more.

"How's this? I gotta clean this sheet?" Alena stared at the white sheets, and she pulled them into her bathroom.

"I can't tell, but my stomach hurts a lot."

The two hands that used the expensive treatment, Alena no longer thought about it, which she obviously wanted to get rid of the blood immediately.

"How's this? why is it so hard?"

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The sound of ringing and shaking made Alena turn towards the open bathroom door. He threw the unclean sheets, there was only a slight yellowish stain.

"Hallo,"

"We'll meet at Restaurant Xxx."

"All right, you just wait." Alena shut down her smart phone. He rushed to clean himself up. Fortunately, there was the rest of the bandage, so he did not have to bother covering it.

While downstairs, Hasna had finished composing the dishes. He put the fried rice on the Serkan plate. The Art was smiling, as if also happy to see Serkan who seemed to eat voraciously. In fact they never saw Serkan in service, the late first wife and the second wife.

The two women who became Serkan's wife never served Serkan in personal terms. They are busy with themselves and always consider Serkan needs to be on the servants who work at home.

"Hasna, eat." He looked up, and saw Hasna who was not sitting with him and eating.

"Om Se eat first, where's Aunt Alena?"

"Here you eat with me. You," Serkan pointed at one of the servants. "Have Alena come down" said Serkan. There was a stain of dislike in Serkan's heart, as if he did not accept Hasna not eating because she was waiting for Alena.

"Hasna eat, let it go." Send her back to have Hasna eat her breakfast.

"All right,"

Hasna and Serkan ate together, sometimes they looked at each other and smiled without anyone talking.

"Mrs Hasna, outside there are guests looking for her" said a bodyguard.

"Om Se, that's my friend Eli. Sorry I haven't asked for permission."

Serkan nodded, Hasna always reported anything to him without waiting for him to ask. Unlike Yuna and Alena, they never said anything, even sometimes he did not know, what had been done by the two women who bear the status of his wife.

"You can bring your friend anytime. Yes, just invite your friend to come eat."

The servants stared at each other, since when did their master allow an outsider to eat. Even his wife's friends never eat.

"You brought my wife's friend." Tell Serkan. A servant rushed to pick Eli up.

After a while Eli arrived at the dining room, Hasna greeted the arrival with a smile and hugged him.

"I miss knowing, you worry. I thought the citizens kicked you out." Tutut Eli's.

Serkan stopped eating. "From now on, Hasna will stay in this house and you can come here anytime."

Eli and Hasna looked at Serkan. Then switch to Hasna.

"O yes, let's have breakfast."

"Come, my wife took you. I don't like rejection and it offends my wife." Say Serkan said firmly, then continued his breakfast. He even added the fried rice, and again made the waiters gawk.

He very firmly says Hasna his wife, what not-don't ....

Eli sat down beside Hasna, he took the fried rice himself and rejected Hasna who served him, he was uncomfortable with Serkan's gaze as Hasna offered him.

Is the monster lord jealous? not likely.

"Hasna, your fried rice hasn't changed."

"True, I've never eaten fried rice this good." Timpal. His stomach was full, but in his heart he wanted to finish the fried rice in front of him.

"Yes, even Azzam always Absent order your fried rice."

Leave him speechless, Eli's words made his heart feel an electric shock.

"Ah," Eli glanced at Hasna and Serkan. Hasna was smiling. She felt bad, her friend said the name of another man even though he was the son of her husband.

"Yes, from this moment on I'll cook breakfast for Om Se."

"Ah, that's good." Eli laughed wryly, he sipped a glass of milk beside him to the toilet.

"Darling I'm out?" Alena looked at Eli, she had never seen the woman beside Hasna.

Serkan assess his wife who was dressed early in the morning, yes this is the life of her marriage. No wonder he ate his own breakfast and his own dinner.

"He who?"

"He's Eli Hasna's friend." Answer Quickly. "Where are you going?"

What the fuck Serkan? he never did this to me.