1000 HOURS WITH YOU
You should get married first!

"I have to take the money first before I go back to the village" Irina said when she was in a taxi with Aslan.

"How much money do you need?" ask Aslan to Irina.

"Very many, and countless."

"You seem to underestimate me. Tell you what, I'm going to be the benefactor of the parlor but on one condition is that you should marry me, how?"  aslan answered and asked Irina who was sitting next to him.

"It turns out you don't want to lose, yes!" sneer Irina, glancing back at Aslan.

"Yes, that's why I. There will be no loss, let alone it concerns about you and our baby candidates. How do you accept my proposal?" ask Aslan again, while peeping the back of his woman's hand.

"Hey! You seem to be proposing to me? Ish, it's not romantic at all!" tease Irina, pretend to be angry and not accept Aslan.

"I'm not the romantic type of Irina, at least I've tried hard to express my feelings and desire to marry you, how? Do you agree to marry me?" Aslan looked at Irina with a longed-for look, hoping that the woman next to him would accept her proposal.

"You refused even for nothing because your sprouts have sprouted in my womb," replied Irina pursed her lips while looking at Aslan who was also staring at her.

"Don't tell me you had to accept my proposal?!" Aslan squinted both eyes, then pulled Irina's nose to make the woman scream in pain and ask for forgiveness from Aslan.

"It hurts!" whining Irina spoiledly as Aslan let go of her nose. Irina rubbed her nose that hurt, and she was sure that her nose was red and a little long like pinocchio.

"Feel that!" reply Aslan while grunting annoyed.

"I'm just kidding, but why are you taking my words so seriously?!" grunting Irina while shifting her seat, away from Aslan who seemed still annoyed at her.

Aslan sighed gauze, for some reason lately he was easily offended. Does this have anything to do with the baby? If so, he will be tormented by birth and inner. Aslan approached Irina, then clasped the woman's shoulders with affection.

"I'm sorry. Red nose, once again forgive me." Aslan poked Irina's nose slowly, then brought the woman into her warm embrace.

"From the beginning you were a bitch. For this time I forgive you," Irina replied scowlingly, replying to the man's embrace.

"Thank you, but next time I won't make the same mistake" Aslan said.

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The taxi that Aslan and Irina were driving in had stopped in front of the gate of Aslan's mansion.

Aslan got out of the car first and reached out to Irina, helping the woman out of the taxi.

"Thank you, sir," Aslan told the taxi driver sitting behind then, then he paid the fare with cash. After that he brought Irina into his luxurious house.

It turned out that in his house there were both his parents who had been waiting with an annoyed look mixed with anxiety.

"Why did you force your way out of Aslan's hospital? Look at your face is still very pale, and you must still be limp!" allegra's nagging at his son who had just entered the house.

"Ma, don't get angry dong. I went home because I couldn't stay away from Irina" Aslan explained to her mother.

"Reason!" gerry smiled as he looked at his son with a glaring look. It seemed like Gerry was very happy and happy that his son was scolded by Allegra.

"I'm sorry, Ma. I tried to persuade Aslan to stay in the hospital, but she didn't" Irina explained guiltily.

"It's okay, Irina. This one child is indeed the most stubborn and difficult to love," Allegra replied to Irina.

"Ma, I'll take Irina back to the village." Aslan's words certainly made both of his parents very surprised.

"Go back to the village? Did Irina live in the village all this time?" allegra asked looking at Irina, asking for an explanation.

"Yes, Ma. I live in a parlour" Irina answered and explained her journey to the parlour.

Allegra and Gerry nodded their heads after hearing Irina's explanation, indicating that they understood.

"You may go to the village but on condition that you marry first." Allegra gave a firm decision, as if he did not want to be denied.