A Former Concubine-in-Law
#chapter 59

After Hasna's departure, Serkan went straight to the tomb of Azzam. Men who were once fragile are increasingly fragile. Both of his eyes felt hot and continued to emit clear liquid. He stared at one photo that was in front of the tombstone on behalf of his son.

"Darling this is Daddy" he said with his throat choked. It was as if her heartache could not be expressed with words. He looked down and felt ashamed of his son.

"You once told Daddy that Daddy would love Hasna after getting to know him up close. Yes, Daddy admitted, Daddy likes not just limited to likes, slowly Daddy realized that there is hasna in Daddy's heart. Tell Daddy, is Daddy wrong? Is Daddy inappropriate? Daddy can't stop Daddy Azzam's feelings."

Both hands of Serkan shook at the photo of his son. "Daddy is wrong, if you want to punish Daddy please. As long as you don't bring Hasna. Daddy promised to do whatever it takes, Daddy promised Hasna's happy."

"Awilson ....." Handkan hugged his son's tombstone. He wept wailing while saying the name Azzam.

"Daddy loves Hasna Azzam." At first, he does not believe that he will fall in love with Hasna.

A light split the sky, the wind blew fiercely. Heavy rain is washing the earth. In the midst of the swift rain did not make Serkan go, he just wanted to be with Azzam. Had Azzam been in front of him, he would have begged his son.

Mr. Aren breathed a sigh of relief, he finally found Serkan. He even went to Hasna's house, but she wasn't there. As if Hasna hadn't arrived yet, she asked Andreas to find Hasna and tell her everything. While he would look for Serkan and his mind immediately floated to the tomb of his young master.

"Master," said Mr. Aren. He held Serkan's wet body. "Don't be like this, young master Azzam must be sad. I'm sure the young master must be mebgerti."

"I'm afraid Azzam is angry and takes Hasna."

Mr. Aren shook his head, everything was just wrong on the circumstances. "Go home sir, you can be sick."

"I don't want to, Azzam must be mad at me."

"Well, you must think of a way to make Miss Hasna believe and wither on you, you're free to be sad and cry like this." Advice from Mr. Aren.

"Mrs Hasna is not in her house sir, you must seek the whereabouts of Miss Hasna." The man who had to say it. At first he wanted to keep it a secret so that the two of them thought clearly.

"What's? Hasna's missing?" Leave him standing and running towards his car, while Mr. Aren follows him from behind and into the back seat.

"Sir Aren, you've reached out to some of the bodyguards to find Hasna."

"Only Mr. Andreas did I contact." Said Mr. Aren.

Mr. Aren sighed softly, how should he look for the mistress, if the master disappeared. Everything he did was wrong. "I'm sorry sir."

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As for Hasna, she walked while carrying a black bag under the torrent of rain. Her tears kept breaking and it was as if the rain knew that she was currently very fragile.

He patted his chest that was pained, why did it hurt when he decided to leave? This is what he used to want, leaving Serkan's life, but why does it feel crowded and painful?

His hand dropped the bag he was stretching, he sat bending his knees and hiding his face, he sobbed following the groan of his chest.

"Why? Why ill? Azzam."

Hasna remembered being together with Serkan. The man is similar to Azzam. "I must be sad to be gone from the life of the people closest to Azzam, there's no way I like it. No, this is wrong."

"Hasna!" Serkan was relieved to have found Hasna. For hours he searched for Hasna and finally found Hasna. He had memorized Hasna's posture. He stopped his car next to Hasna. While Mr. Aren chose to stay in his car and pay attention to the distance.

"Hasna, why are you here? Come home, I'll take you."

Hasna brushed aside Serkan's hand. He looked at the man in front of him and wiped away his tears. "Don't see Hasna again Om,"

"Why Hasna?"

"Om know, Azzam never makes me sad, Azzam never lets me shed a single tear." Hasna showed me the tip of her finger. "He took good care of me, even the slightest injury would make him cry, but since Om's arrival, my life was ruined, my life was ruined Om, why Om didn't just leave my life, that way I'll be happy." Hasna said in an angry voice.

Leave it to freeze, his tears came straight out. Hasna's words stuck directly in her heart. It is like a sword that breaks his heart and heart.

"Go Om!"

Serkan smiled with a bitter taste in his heart. "I'll drop you off, after that I don't bother you." Say Serkan with a slow voice. Maybe his arrival just made Hasna hurt.

Mr. Aren who understood the condition immediately went down. "Mrs Hasna, come with us home." Persuaded it.