1000 HOURS WITH YOU
Let go of me, Aslan!

Women, if they have 2 men in their heart, then the first man is retained because of status, while the second man will be a winner in his heart even though it is difficult to be together.

The sentence above illustrates Irina's current feelings. It was just that Irina had yet to realize that the name Aslan was beginning to reign in her heart. What he felt for Aslan right now was a sense of comfort.

"If your body is here, but your soul is floating somewhere else, you better get out of here!" the cry of Yoga awakens Irina from her daydreams.

The woman turned her head, looking at her husband with a difficult look to pin down.

Yoga felt careless and emotional, because his wife was a day just dumbstruck in his room. Though he also needs attention, but Irina seems to not care about it.

Bu Nining gently injured her son so as not to scold Irina. The middle-aged woman felt annoyed at her son who was too excessive, making him feel bad for Irina.

"Did my presence bother you, Mas? If so, I'll go" said Irina softly, staring at her husband with a pus.

Yoga silently did not answer, he turned his gaze towards the wall, lazy to look at his wife's face, because the shadow of his nightmare just kept spinning in his head, making him always emotional when remembering it.

"Already, Rin. Don't listen to Yoga, his emotions are unstable" Bu Nining said, approaching his daughter-in-law, who was sitting in a chair.

"So far I have tried to be strong and survive, all I have sacrificed for his recovery, but he did not look at me at all or appreciate my struggle! I'm tired, Mom, I want to stop but I can't, Mas Yoga still needs medical treatment and treatment, and it definitely costs a lot." Irina poured out all the feelings she had been craving all along. A feeling that so stifles the chest and makes it stuck on two choices that are so complicated. The tears were dripping down her cheeks, she was crying in the arms of her mother-in-law who had been so kind to her all along. In between her heartbreaking cries, she exhaled repeatedly, hoping that her tight chest would loosen a little, but the effort was in vain. The tightness in the chest becomes increasingly entangled to make it difficult to breathe.

Yoga who listened to the outpouring of his wife's heart shed tears. She looked at Irina who was being embraced by her mother. Wanting to feel he said 'don't cry anymore' but the neatly arranged words seemed to be stuck at the end of his tongue that felt faint. Yoga, lying on the bed, tried hard to get up and sit down, but somehow today he has no energy at all. His body felt limp, and his entire body ached, he finally undoed his intention to sit down. He looked at his wife from a distance who was still crying in his mother's arms.

"I'm sorry, Rin," muttered Yoga, who was too cowardly to say sorry to his wife. His selfishness began to attack when the dream that looks real was dancing in his head.

Yoga believes that the dream is not just a dream but a clue for him.

He returned to Aslan's house in a taxi. An hour's drive he finally arrived at Aslan's mansion. The time has shown at 5 pm, it turns out Aslan has come home now the man welcomes the arrival of Irina.

"What's wrong? Why is your face soaked?" asked Aslan while raising the tip of Irina's chin, looking closely at the two beautiful eyes that look flushed.

"I'm fine," Irina replied as she brushed aside Aslan's hand. He was lazy to speak, and did not want to be disturbed.

"Did that sick man hurt you?!" aslan asked hardened his jaw, his two eyes sharpened even more and looked extremely terrifying.

"He's my husband! You don't have the right to say it like that!" irina stared hard at Aslan, but her sharp gaze turned sad, and not long after her tears dripped on her cheeks.

"You're getting brave against me, Rin!" aslan.

"I'm tired, don't argue!" irina replied without the slightest fear to the man before her.

"Irina!!" Aslan grew even more emotional as her woman dared to fight him.

Irina rubbed her face violently while shrinking her tears that flowed down her cheeks.

"4 days is 1000 hours. I want to end all this! Let go of me, Aslan," Irina said in a trembling voice. To be honest, he felt very heavy when he made the decision, but how else, he had to sacrifice one of the two men who reigned in his heart.

Aslan was petrified upon hearing Irina's request.