Shackles the Heart of the Police Officer
CHAPTER 03 - Rambo Ready to Ruin Everything!

Not now, thought Rambo wildly, trying his hardest to repel the anger that was flooding his head at this moment. Usually, Rambo can cope with that feeling casually. But now it is different, he is not able to stay let alone when he remembers just now he has been reunited with Marwah, who according to him is his first and last true love.

"What Mas? why silent? even though I sleep I'm not deaf!" Erin looked at him with a suspicious look while nodding at a glance. "Oh, don't tell me you're out there like snacks, you're not comparing me to other women are you?"

"You look angry Erin, what makes you care?" Rambo looked back at him coldly.

"Hear your answer, I'm right, right?! why Mas? try to explain how it feels to enjoy street girls? yummy?"

Rambo was silent. Sure, he began to play the eye, looking at his wrist; the most beautiful Pragma Bracelet given by Marwah. It's just you where I take shelter, even though I'm not with you yet.

Not yet finished sculpting, a death throw headed towards Rambo. The sleeping pillow that Erin had brought floated right on her face, making her aware of the daydream.

Not until there, the aftershocks came also from Erin's fist that had just come closer.

"You are evil, my. Evil you! our marriage is only a corn, but you can play behind me! I am still your wife! why can't you hold on to napsu?!"

"Enough!!!" Rambo raised his tone. "I'm not as bad as you're accusing me of!"

While gulping with difficulty, Rambo finally managed to jerk Erin's hand blindly. He is careful not to mispronounce the word, otherwise everything will fall apart in a mess.

Erin takes a minute or two to concentrate. Force yourself to take a deep breath, slowly. A sudden feeling of panic accompanied his heart tonight, circling the recesses of his chest and growling menacingly, only this time Erin felt fear.

"Listen to you, don't you ever try to betray me. I work at a broadcasting station, you'll see how it ends when everyone finds out a police officer is having an affair! ruined you, mark it Mas!"

Rambo only smiled faintly, yet he kept trying to calm down. "You work in a broadcasting office, what if everyone knows that the friendly presenter outside seems very dissident? you are too naive Erin, any husband is not necessarily as patient as I am facing a spoiled and brash wife like you!"

"You're angry that I refused your request? just coffee and hot water?" Erin answered with a question back.

"Oh, I'm gonna take a shower. You sleep in another room as you wish."

Rambo takes a crack beside Erin and goes to the bathroom. There was no time for him to argue, he had to think about finding out the violence that Marwah experienced in his household life. Must find a way to free Marwah from the snare of her daring husband Satan for the red mark that has adorned the face of the woman he loves.

"If it's proven, I'll swear to take you back from that guy." Rambo murmured under the shower.

Rambo knows very well he must now look half crazy at this time. God knows that's how he feels now, out of breath, upset, agitated, and confused. The house that has been chaotic, even almost feels like a hell of the world even though it has only been running for a few months. Now, he must also think of Marwah, the woman he loves the most, although not yet accomplished.

What's he supposed to do?

Sure, Rambo thought frustratingly. He looked at the ceiling of the bathroom then at the ventilation to look at the sky. I'll divorce Erin, when the time comes.

Now he has settled. This time he will not let go of Marwah, after a long wait for years, Rambo is ready to make sure that his love will no longer be delayed a second time.

Tomorrow he will return to the small village to meet again with Marwah. Now he has to rest and go to sleep. It was comfortable that there was no Erin beside him, even though they had never had intercourse.

Rambo remembers very well, how Erin built her reputation in working to be perfect. "I can't get pregnant now, Mom! My career is on the rise, baby if I have to be pregnant in the near future." As soon as Erin confirmed it first on their first bridal night.

The next day, Rambo's phone alarm goes off. Apparently it was morning, he was forced to rise even though his consciousness had not yet come in full.

After getting ready, apparently he had been greeted by a woman who became friends noisily last night, Erin standing in front of the door just as Rambo exited the room.

"Sorry," Erin kept her head down and shoulders hunched over, with a view that she had realized something.

"Stupid," muttered Rambo with a sigh. "If you have your stuff inside, I'll go to work. But if not, whatever you're thinking right now please step aside a little, I'll pass by." Her speech.

"No, sorry," Erin replied and forced herself to stare at Rambo, though she was sure that Rambo's eyes would be as frightening as her feelings now. "I just want to voice my thoughts now, can you give me a chance to talk for a while before we both go to work?"

"All right." Rambo glanced at his watch and then leaned on the lip of the door. His brown eyes observed Erin for quite a long time, before finally asking, for Erin to speak immediately. "What do you want to talk about?"

"First, I'm sorry about last night's commotion. I really don't mean to argue or fight, but you know for yourself and I've said it from the beginning we were married, I never touched the kitchen and other household chores. Not that I don't want to, but I don't know." Erin said, and tried to calm down after finally finding the look in Rambo's eyes back.

"Secondly, since I'm busy working and working, so to prevent last night from happening again, I need you to find a housekeeper in this house."

Rambo took a breath and looked at the dusty white front floors of the room. He smiled faintly at Erin's request this time. Luckily he always refused, but now he seems grateful for the second request.

In the past, deliberately so that Erin could learn. But now again, the idea can be a way to be able to launch the action.

Doing the same thing, like the first time I met him, what if I re-employed you Marwah? that way we can get back close, and I don't have to bother coming to you. Think Rambo's a little wild.

Will this make him more and more entangled in the enormity of love? But isn't it since the meeting that night that he's been ready to be trapped? Rambo does not care about all that, the most important thing is now that he gets a gap to return with Marwah.