Shackles the Heart of the Police Officer
CHAPTER 46 - The Mastermind Behind the Phone

The distance between the kitchen and the Marwah room is indeed very close, because of the small size of their house. Moreover, Norman's voice is typical of heavy and large sounds, so Marwah can hear everything well even from the walls of the room.

While in the kitchen, Norman is still busy calling while enjoying his dinner at the dinner table.

"Yes, okay. I'm not going anywhere, he's always going to be very well watched. Why the hell, suddenly asking the woman? Usually it doesn't matter either, usually it's just me calling you for payment." Said Norman.

"Basic t0lol! It means this is all because of your carelessness. I've said, you were paid to keep him so as not to be careless. My in-laws are now again furious, because the plan failed. You'll run out if my in-laws find out, you'll be saggy taking care of the kid until you run away." Answer the person on the phone from an unknown place exactly where. But looking at his tone, that person was a man.

"Damn! Because of your stupidity, I have to endure this matter."

"Here, just relax. He's been gone for a few months, why the hell? You'll just tell me he's safe with me." Norman said again, this time raising one of his legs on the chair. "Oh, yeah. I'm a little confused, what the hell happened to you and your family when that woman got out of here? Your in-laws got so angry. Look yes, people now work, he also has to have income so I don't have to think about food and home needs."

"It's none of your business! I told you from earlier that your job was just to keep the boy from going far, let alone getting to the middle of the city. And also take care of how you talk to me! I'm your master, I pay you!" The foreign man began to raise his tone resolutely.

Norman snorted, the sound of his breathing can be heard clearly, both by Marwah in the room and by the man in the phone. "Curtain! Look, yeah, without you even paying, I'm a guy who can make a lot of money. Don't forget I'm a bookie in this village, just yes still need your money too. Yes I'm sorry." He paused for a moment to scratch his head, then continued.

"But this is how it is, these women are already working out there, so if you want to hold it, you have to have another job. I can't hold him to work, because we also need more money for everyday. Well, inevitably you and your in-laws, or what it is. Gotta give my wife some capital, let her work here, not go anywhere."

"Don't visit you! You fucking thugs! My men can kill you now if I want to."

"Yes, please. But not everyone wants to do my duty of totality, until marrying the woman, but it is just troublesome. I can't guarantee either, your secret is safe or not. What if the woman knows who you are?"

The foreign man hissed, making Norman a faint smile. The man's breathing indirectly described his annoyance, but he was unable to resist. "All right, I'm sending it now. But remember, if you're negligent again, and he's gone. Up to the end of the world I'll be looking for you, I finish that second."

The phone was turned off by the man. Norman shrugged, as confused as he always felt every call with the 'Foreign Man' he called boss. "Breakfast, money, soon to get a lot of money. Ha ha this is why I'm not wrong to call Marwah a field of money for me."

While in the room, Marwah was still busy eavesdropping. He could clearly hear Norman's words, but unfortunately he was unable to hear Norman's interlocutor's voice on the phone. Damn, Norman's phone volume was never on the loudspeaker.

"Those people want me to stay here, if I get out of this village, they can lose... " Marwah then leaned his head against the wall, after noticing that Norman and his master's phone call was over. "When will he make me this way?" Said slowly.

But that thought had to be put aside now that Marwah had realized something, Norman had finished filling his stomach and started leaving the dinner table.

"What are you doing?"

Marwah immediately goosebumps when she sees Norman suddenly standing in front of the door. Her husband frowned, crossing his arms in front of his chest.

"I'm just sitting, resting." Marwah looked at Norman, looked directly at the pair of sharp black eyes, and felt himself instinctively trying to conquer Norman power. He had to accept the pain of one year of marriage, even had experienced molestation while still single. Revenge, anger, of course that's what Marwah felt at that time.

Norman narrowed to look at Marwah more clearly. "Hurry out!"

"What's wrong? I'm gonna take a break. I'm tired." Answer Marwah slowly.

"Much of your talk, just follow what is difficult ha?" Norman said again. "Quick ahead!"

With a heavy heart, Marwah was forced to obey all her husband's will, while preparing for any threat that would come when Norman asked her ahead. "Good."