1000 HOURS WITH YOU
Meeting an Ex

The reality is not in accordance with expectations. Aslan who had been feeling good to imagine struggling under the covers with his wife had to be disappointed because Irina immediately invited him to go to the village.

"We'll just get on the plane" Aslan told Irina, who was packing her clothes into a small suitcase.

"It's a long way from the airport, Aslan. We better keep going on a flat path" Irina replied to the man who had become her husband.

"How many hours does the road travel?" Aslan looked at his wife who was now done with her clothes.

"About 10 hours." Irina smiled grimacingly at her husband.

Aslan let out a rough sigh, while staring at a piece of his wife who looked extremely adorable.

"Darling, did you know that I have couvade syndrome? So you can't travel that far, plus you're also pregnant and very dangerous to your womb" Aslan told his wife who is now sitting on the edge of the bed.

"So how?" Irina asked, shaking her two dangling legs, and her two eyes circled throughout the luxurious room. He realized that the room had not changed at all. It was the same as before, the last time he came out of that room.

"We boarded my family's private jet, how about it?" talk Aslan to his wife.

"Emh .. but, I'm afraid ..." great-granddaughter Irina while bowing her head.

"Fearful?"

Irina nodded her head in response.

"Fear why?" aslan asked looking at his wife's pretty face from the side.

"Fear never getting on a plane! Don't laugh!" irina replied, ending up threatening her husband, pointing at her shrunken-looking husband's face, holding back a laugh.

Aslan nodded his head while folding his lips firmly, and his cheeks bulged like a pufferfish. Aslan held back his laughter until his cheeks ached, but he didn't mean to laugh at his wife who had never been on a plane, but she wanted to laugh because she saw the cute and adorable expression on Irina's face.

Aslan opened his mouth while sighing repeatedly, then summed up his wife's shoulders affectionately. "There's me, so don't worry. You do not need to be afraid, because getting on a plane is like a good bus. But, before that we have to go to the hospital to check your womb, to make sure that the junior is healthy and can travel by plane" Aslan explained to his beautiful wife.

"Alright," Irina replied in the end, agreeing with Aslan's decision.

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This is where they are currently, already in the hospital after a journey of almost half an hour. The couple who were still anget-anget walked to the obstetrician, lucky when there were not many patients, so they came directly welcome to the doctor's room and immediately underwent an examination.

Once checked, the content of Irina is very healthy, and strong, so it can travel a long way.

"Finally, we can go to the village" Aslan said as he exited the doctor's room holding his wife's hand.

"Why do you look so excited about going to the village?" irina asked looking at her husband while laughing softly.

"Because I am very curious about the village you have lived in for several months," explained Aslan as he kissed his wife's cheek with a friendly.

Irina smiled, she stroked the man's sideburns furiously as she continued to walk, out of the hospital, she said, but their steps stopped when they saw Mother Nining was pushing a wheelchair in a man who was sitting in a chair that was none other than Yoga.

Irina looked up at her husband, with a pleading gaze, as if she was asking permission to be allowed to approach her ex-husband.

Aslan let out a long sigh, then nodded his head, gave his wife permission, then he pulled his wife's hand gently, following Nining and Yoga's mother who walked towards the elevator.

"Mother, Yoga!"