1000 HOURS WITH YOU
Fool

Today Irina is very happy, because she will meet her husband again. She stepped cheerfully in the hospital hallway towards her husband's room. Both of his hands carried a large goodie bag containing lunch and fruits. Arriving in front of her husband's nursery, she knocked on the door several times when she heard the words from inside she immediately entered, not forgetting her lips full of smiles upon entering the room.

"Mas!" greeting Irina enthusiastically and happily, she walked up to her husband who was alone in the room. Her mother-in-law is not there, there may be a need for a while outside.

Yoga stared coldly at his wife, no happy hue on his face.

Irina's wide smile slowly slackened, her face confused and sad, she wondered in her heart why her husband was that cold to her. Irina's feelings began to feel bad, she put her two goddie bags on a table next to the patient's bed. He tried to act ordinary, and smiled, to cover up his sadness.

"Mas, how are you?" Irina looked at her husband, her outstretched hand wanting to kiss the back of her husband's hand but was patted by Yoga. That Yoga attitude made Irina very shocked and sad.

"Mas, why?" Irina asked in a trembling voice, enduring the sadness.

Yoga closed his eyes tightly. The dream shadow that feels real is entwining his mind, to make it controlled by emotions.

"Do you remember your husband?" tanya Yoga coldly, without settling his wife, his sharp gaze stared straight ahead.

"Of course I always remember you, Mom. Sorry if I can only visit you once every 1 week," Irina replied in a soft tone and wrapped with a huge guilt, for having to lie to her husband.

"Is that what you said right? Not because you became a mistress of a rich man?!" Yoga turned his head, looking intently at his wife who was standing by his bedside.

DEG!

Irina's heart was like being stabbed with thousands of sharp daggers. So painful and so painful. Her face changed because she was very surprised by her husband's question.

"Ma-Mas, what are you talking about?" Irina stammered, smiling bitterly in order to cover up a big lie and was already as tall as the Himalayan mountain. In her heart Irina cried and screamed, because of her guilt towards her husband.

Yoga shook his head slowly, then cupped his face with both hands, not long after sounding a soft and heart-wrenching sobbing.

"I'm sorry, Mom. I'm sorry, because I betrayed our marriage" Irina said, but only she could say in her heart. His tongue felt faint, and his breath was stuck in his throat. Her tears kept dripping down her smooth cheeks. She could not and could not see her husband like this.

Her crying subsided as her mother-in-law entered the room.

"You why? And when did you come, Rin?" Bu Wiwin walked over to the child and his daughter-in-law.

Irina untied her embrace, then wiped her cheek-drenched tears. She smiled bitterly and then kissed the back of her mother-in-law's hand politely.

"Newly come, Mom. Where's mom from?" irina asked looking at her mother-in-law who was carrying a crackle bag.

"Mom bought fruit. Yoga wants an apple, she said, ", replied Ms. Nining, looking at her son who was still sobbing.

"Why Yoga, Rin? Did he say that's not the same as you?" tanya Bu Nining stared fixedly at her son who returned to lay down, because previously his position was sitting on the bed.

"No, ma'am," replied Irina at the side with a headband.

"Don't lie, because these few days he often has nightmares about you having an affair with another man. So, his dream was carried to the real world. Do not listen to the words Yoga. I'm also sure that you can't possibly do such a despicable thing" explained Ms. Nining at length.

My God, Irina's heart screamed when she heard her mother-in-law's explanation.

What if they know the truth? They must be disappointed and hurt. Should I retreat and break away from Aslan's entanglement. But, if I retreat what about Mas Yoga treatment? Irina's heart is currently in a predicament, and considering many great things regarding her husband's health.

Irina's heart was feeling gambled, and her face looked anxious, she was at a loss as to which one to choose.