1000 HOURS WITH YOU
The Great Miss

Visual Aslan and Irina❤🥰

Aslan stared at the photo of Irina stored in her phone gallery. A great longing returned to the surface when I saw Irina's beautiful face with a wide smile that was so sweet and full of sincerity. Actually he could have met Irina and forced the woman back into his arms, but he did not want to be selfish. He appreciated Irina's decision to part temporarily from him. And he was sure that one day Irina would return to her arms.

Gts ... Gts ...

The sound of knocking on the door from outside his room, resuscitating Aslan from his daydream, he immediately turned off his phone and then placed it on the table.

"Lake in!" aslan replied a little exclaiming. Not long after, Dimas entered his room with a super sour face.

"It's 10 p.m. Do you want to torture me!" Dimas placed the file he brought onto the table roughly.

"You're mad at me?!" Aslan straightened his seat, folding both hands in front of him, staring at Dimas sharply and menacingly.

GLAKES!

Dimas gulped his saliva violently when he saw the look on his boss' face like a rhino ready to butcher his opponent. He retreated his steps, while smiling stiffly at Aslan.

"Emh .. That's not what I meant. You misunderstood what I said to you. I mean, it's late, aren't you tired? While tomorrow you have to go back to work with all the schedules are very dense," explained Dimas, as well as rectify his words so that the boss does not become raging.

Aslan chuckled and let out a long sigh, in fact he was very tired, either physically or mentally. He had never felt this tired and everything before. Even when his ex-wife gets caught cheating on him, he doesn't feel this bad at all. But, when with Irina? Just separated for 1 week has made him upset seven derivatives and climbs.

"Let's go home!" Aslan got up from his seat, shutting down his laptop, then grabbed his coat that was draped on the back of his great chair.

"Seriously? You're not angry, are you? Won't punish me, will you?" Dimas was anxious when he saw the change in Aslan's attitude.

"Ha ha ha, of course not. Come ... go home!" Dimas laughed blandly while patting his hand once in front of his chest, then immediately walked ahead, opening the door for Aslan.

"Dimas! Tell Meyda to meet me at home tomorrow morning!" aslan's word while in the doorway while glancing at Dimas coldly.

"Wait first! Why did you ask Meyda to see you? You want to betray?!" accuse Dimas of thinking things out to Aslan.

"There's something important I need to talk to him about! Looks like you watched too much BF so your brain is dirty! Clean it up there!" aslan said coldly, as well as making fun of his assistant, then continued his steps out of his room.

Dimas cursed repeatedly, irritated by the end of the sentence Aslan said.  "If he wasn't my boss, maybe I would've had him! Argh!!" Dimas clenched his two hands, anxious with Aslan's increasingly irritating attitude.

"If you want to curse me right in front of me damn it!" aslan looked back, looked at Dimas who was very surprised and immediately ran towards him.

"Ha ha ha, how dare I curse my boss and best friend!" Dimas laughed as he punched one of Aslan's arms from the side.

'It turns out that people who are heartbroken have a very sharp sense of hearing, as sharp as razor!' muttered Dimas was surprised by the attitude of Aslan who became very sensitive, even though he cursed his boss with a soft voice.

"Curtain! your mouth is so sweet!" ketus Aslan, then entered the elevator and followed by Dimas.

"If my mouth isn't sweet, how could you possibly get a lot of clients. Thank you to my sweet mouth, man!" Dimas patted his chest full of pride.

"God! Over time hanging out with Meyda why are you being narcissistic like this?!" aslan's lips while shaking his head. "It looks like you're a soul mate!" Aslan continued, this time he teased Dimas who looked annoyed at him.

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