A Former Concubine-in-Law
#chapter 65
Brakes
Andreas holds his chest that feels dislodged, he hasn't even spoken about Leon that he hasn't found yet and wants to say to Hasna be careful. He scratched his non-itchy head.
Anita comes, she approaches Andreas. "How's it?" ask Anita. At least there's an order from Serkan to do something.
"How's what?" ask Andreas. He alone was confused at his master scolding him for no apparent reason.
"Oh, we'll just go." Andreas passed. He also dizzy at the thought of Eli suddenly disappearing from his room.
Anita followed Andreas, she sat in the back and did not want to sit in the front. Usually Eli is sitting in front to eliminate the quiet atmosphere like this. He'll ask Eli for a stale base.
Anita did not realize a few minutes had passed and now the car on her side had stopped. "Kok quit?" anita asked, looking around, she passed a narrow alley.
"I need a minute, you wait here." Andreas went out to one of the houses. He opened a small gate and looked worn out.
"Whose house is this?" ask Anita.
"You just shut up if you don't know," said Andreas who felt dizzy if asked continuously. Andreas came in, he wanted to knock on the door and there was the sound of feet coming from inside the house.
"Who is it?" ask a woman. He was wearing a jacket and his face was pale. His hands shut his mouth.
"Who are you, son?"
"I'm going to find Eli, Mom."
The pale-faced woman smiled. "Reply to his friend Hasna's house. Just a few minutes ago."
Andreas nodded, "Alright Mom, I'll excuse you."
"Don't stop by yet, son."
"No need, Mom." Reject Andreas politely. He greeted the middle-aged woman and passed.
"His man is handsome, his girlfriend is also beautiful" said Eli's mother saw Anita who came out of the car.
....
Serkan looked at his little wife and stroked her cheek. "I'm home,"
Hasna shook her head, she was afraid that she would come back humiliated.
"Trust me, I'll protect you and Alena's already in jail." Leave him to convince his cute wife. "I beg you to believe me."
"Om Se isn't that I don't believe it, but that I'm not good."
"The more dear, cooking with your own husband is no good." Persuade Serkan with his whining voice.
Hasna felt unbearable, both eyes Serkan teary. He gave up and finally nodded.
Like ABG's son, Serkan hugged Hasna tightly so happy and circled.
....
In a room of iron bars, a woman stood while holding the iron that was blocking it. In his heart always cursed Hasna, as long as she lived and could get out. He will go out and find Hasna and kill her.
"Get me out, I'm innocent."
"Sir!!"
Alena's shout made some of the people who were sitting on the floor and leaning against it raise up next to the corner.
"Can be quiet, otherwise I'll rip your mouth apart."
"What's? Huh! So people don't be pretentious" said Alena defiantly. She was afraid of those bereaved mothers.
Stirred with emotion, the kribo-haired woman stood up, while her two friends were smiling sideways. She approached Alena and grabbed her hair.
Alena's hair skin seemed interested, she immediately shouted in pain. "Sick bastard, let me go!" alena Sentak. He held onto the arm of the kribo-haired woman and clawed at her.
"Fucking woman! You're fucking my arm." The bereaved woman directly banged Alena's head against the wall.
Alena felt dizzy, involuntarily fresh blood flowing from her nose. The kribo-haired woman approached Alena. He pulled Alena's collar and slapped her hard until Alena's cheek looked purplish.