
"I've kicked him out of here, I think from there we'll be fine. Keep it away from you, and you come back here. I think this is a new beginning for both of us. But, apparently until now I still hear also the word divorce" Clear eyes with a blank gaze Erin was shining with a strange light under the light of the lamp, the, and one of his clenched hands was still busy clenching on the surface of his chest. "Tell me Mas, what are the advantages of the maid over me?"
"It's just that I explained about the ants across the river that even the elephant in front of your eye could not see, Rin." Answer Rambo.
"Mass!!" Erin raised her hands high, swung one slap at the height of her head, and almost landed perfectly on Rambo's cheek. But, he pulled that slap. "So tempted and love you with the woman until you have the heart to double wife for the sake of establishing a relationship with someone else's wife."
"He's married, right?" Erin continued her words.
"For what the hell is he talking about?" Rambo straightened his gaze, smiling at his current interlocutor. And feel the readiness of a fight that is no stranger to infiltrate him. "You're always carrying around her when I tell you to separate or get angry with you. Wh why? You're blind to your own mistakes?"
Anger instantly overshadowed Erin's head and made her blood boil. He screamed, screeching as if he could crack the glass around the place of their debate. "Because you cheated on me! you've been playing heart behind my back! And you're still asking why do I always carry around about that woman if it's a storm with you?! You're still sane, you're a traitor! You betrayed our marriage."
But Rambo doesn't care. He is not worried about this commotion, judging from all the facts conveyed by his wife, Rambo does not deny. It was all true, but Erin was also guilty. There are enough reasons for Rambo's belief to return to his past love.
"You're Rin's fault too! I don't feel like I have any pride as a husband in your eyes." Rambo raised his tone, one index finger pointing at his wife's face. "You have never been reluctant to rule me, to deny my will, to refuse my request. Even in front of my partner you don't hesitate to act like that to me, then what else does that mean I'm in your life? or at least I ask now, in your mind it was once you never remembered the promise to change? Then you ask me why I'm like this?"
Rambo smiled again while squinting, his figure was calm and sure. "Don't ever expect others to change as you see fit if you yourself are very hard-pressed to do the same."
Once again, the two eyes intersected and furious anger split the night air. Rambo focuses on his wife's reaction and Erin herself focuses the anger on the gondrong who has hurt him many times over.
"Once you go, I'll take a break. Don't forget tomorrow, family meeting, first work permit. Our problems are more important to solve quickly." Rambo said before Erin, his body twisting against Erin. He seemed ready to go back to his room.
However, before Rambo was really far away. Erin said once again, "Well if that's your decision, but don't forget that your secret is in my hands. About the affair, I wasn't messing around with the threat I posed at the time." Erin was breathing incoherently, her chest rapidly rising and falling along with her breathing. It seemed how she felt.
"You think by threatening you can stop me, Rin?" Ask Rambo. The clench in the voice of the gondrong man had already made Erin frown.
"Sorry, I have no choice but to keep our marriage."
Rambo's lips turned back, then replied, "Yes do it. Just spread it, I don't have a problem. After all, I've said it's okay to lose everything, as long as I don't feel regret again for the umpteenth time. It was much more torturous than losing Rin's post. I'm right, right?"
Erin snorted with a voice that could be heard very clearly. "Hmph! it's bullshit. You pretend not to care, but inwardly you are fidgeting madly." Suddenly he laughed, "I never get tired of telling you this Mas, just imagine what if everyone knew, your men, your police colleagues, neighbors, close friends, family, and so on, everybody knows that this cop who's acting best is cheating?"
Rambo rubbed his face rough, hiding his glazed smile. "Then what about you, Rin? just imagine what if everyone knew, your boss, your coworkers, neighbors, close friends, family knew a broadcaster who acted like an angel turned out to be a violent offender?" Rambo said in a lower voice than before. "Well imagine what your life would be like while you're living in prison?"
Rambo's gaze met with Erin's gaze while his wife was still standing right in front of him. Rambo could clearly see how Erin's astonished facial expression was at that moment.
"What do you mean, Mom?"
Rambo did not give a word answer, only his hand moved to direct Erin to see something in the hidden corner of the room.
Erin's eyes widened when she caught a surveillance object installed by Rambo at that time. And Erin's mind was a mix of thoughts, shadows, fears, and anxieties all in the same intense intensity.
"Survey camera? Since when was it there?" Erin asked a little glaring. But Rambo did not feel pressured in the slightest by the strength of his wife's eyes, and that threat for now, was enough.
"Before you beat up the maid, the incident was recorded. How's Rin? spreading it out must be bad for you, right?"
With his chest up and down and panting, Erin gulped violently, then listened to Rambo's backlash.
"We both hold unsavory secrets. So I'm warning you, don't play threats. It's good to correct the mistake first." Rambo.