1000 HOURS WITH YOU
It's bullshit!

Irina stared at the luxurious house in front of her, then turned to look at the home address listed on the business card she held. The woman was amazed at the house, then she stepped both feet closer to the gate, just about to squeeze the bell, the gate opened automatically, making Irina very surprised.

“Sophisticated,” murmured while walking into the area of the luxury house.

As if he already knew with his presence, Aslan welcomed him in the courtyard of the mansion. The arrogant and extremely arrogant man stood up while holding both hands into his shorts pouch. Not forgetting her sharp gaze and flat face it always looked intimidating to Irina.

“Lama!” aslan was annoyed at Irina who walked up to him while carrying a bag.

“Kayak does not know Jakarta City alone!” reply Irina was no less upset as she let out a long sigh, while following Aslan who had entered the house.

“This is home or palace?” irina muttered when she saw the house filled with luxury items and was very expensive.

“Not to be tacky!” aslan who accidentally heard Irina's murmur. Aslan called the butler and introduced him to Irina.

“She is my lover, so from today she will stay in this house, and sleep in my room!” aslan said flatly and very coldly.

Irina glared at Aslan's words. He wanted to protest but the man had given him a code to remain silent.

“Welcome, Miss, let me take you to Mr. Aslan's room. Oh, yes, we are not acquainted, you can call me Bi Inah,” said the middle-aged woman then took over the bag that Irina was holding.

“Greetings, Bi Inah.” Irina greeted back while trying to grab her bag again but Bi Inah forbade it. Then the middle-aged woman headed upstairs followed by Irina and Aslan.

“What the fuck are you? Why introduce me as your lover?!” irina protested to Aslan who was walking beside her.

“Then I have to introduce you as a prostitute so? Remember that! No need for GR, since I did it all for my own good, I don't want my parents to know that I'm related to a whore like you!” hiss Aslan to this woman beside him.

Irina swallowed her saliva bitterly. He almost forgot his illegal job. And he should be very grateful to Aslan, because he accidentally hid his true identity.

The three of them had arrived inside a luxurious and extremely spacious room.

“Aibi, can come out!” aslan said coldly, but her eyes were focused on Irina who was staring at every corner of her room.

“Good, Mr.” Bi Inah rushed out of the room, not forgetting to close the door tightly.

“Take your job now!” Aslan said after making sure Bi Inah came out of her room.

“Se-now?” Irina was shocked and nervous.

“You deaf?!” Aslan growled in annoyance as he stared intently at Irina who was still standing on the spot.

“Alright, but where?”

“Here!” Aslan immediately took down his shorts and boxer, then penggullaa finery that is handsome, looks cute and very adorable.

GLAKES!

Irina gulped down her saliva violently, upon seeing the erotic scene. He put his bag on the floor, then approached Aslan who looked impatient. Then he crouched down in front of the man, and immediately did his job.

“Really, Bi, if the beautiful woman was Mr Aslan's new lover?” ask one of the servants to Bi Inah. The seven of them were huddling in the kitchen while talking about Irina.

“But, from its shabby appearance, kayak is not the taste of Mr. Aslan who likes a clear, fashionable and always looks sexy.” The other waiter chimed in.

“Heleh! Appearance problems can be permak!” sahut Bi Inah while shaking one of the hands in front of his face, looked at the six servants who surrounded him.

“Stop!” Aslan stopped Irina's actions. He pulled the gun from the woman's mouth. “You're forced to do it!” Aslan was angry because his weapon was still helpless.

“Yes, I was forced to do it, because I was willing to go through this job for the treatment of my critically ill husband!” irina replied then stood up and looked resentfully at the arrogant man.

“Cih, do you think I believe in your bullshit?!” Aslan laughed sarcastically when she heard the reason Irina became a prostitute. “For me, all women are the same! Traitor and double eye!” Aslan straight out of his room, leaving Irina alone.

Irina stared at Aslan's departure with a look of wonder, “I'm not forcing you to believe me either!” irina was annoyed, but unfortunately Aslan did not hear her words, because the man had already come out of the room.

Aslan was currently in his private room not far from his room. He called his best friend Dimas.

“Looks like your way was ineffective!” maki Aslan from the phone.

“Why? Is the service unsatisfactory?” ledek Dimas from the other end of the phone, and immediately get a swearing from Aslan.

“He's too stiff!” reply Aslan while taking a cigarette with one of his hands, then slip the cigarette between his lips, then he switched to take a match, and blame him to ignite the tip of the cigarette.

“Just make sure she's stiff, because she's just a night woman. She's actually a good woman Bro! It's just that the circumstances that made him have no other choice.” Dimas explained to his best friend. Dimas knew about Irina from Meyda.

“That's bullshit! Where there are good women being a prostitute!” aslan did not believe his friend's words.

"Ngeyel basic! Your heart will change when you know the truth! I'm gonna find evidence that Irina's a good woman." Dimas said he sounded really upset on the other end of the phone.

"Ck! Why are you defending him so much? Do you like it?!" asked Aslan in a dislike tone.

"Ha ha ha ha, are you jealous?" Dimas is back.

"Not at all!!!" aslan replied firmly, then hung up his phone call unilaterally.

"Basic crazy! Maybe I am jealous. What a special woman is!" Aslan put his phone on the table violently, then enjoyed the nicotine smoke that started filling his lungs.