Shackles the Heart of the Police Officer
CHAPTER 48 - Slowly But Surely

After revealing all those problems, Norman never went out of the room, even to just spend the money he had received. I don't know what he's thinking and doing there, but it's profitable for Marwah.

"So soon he must have slept well" said Marwah slowly. "It's a good time to pick up marriage papers and other documents to take care of the divorce. But before that, before actually getting out of here, I have to make sure of one thing-about who the man who could do this to me is. He's the one who's been ruling Mr. Norman. I need to find out about that, at least I need to get that guy's phone number from Mr. Norman's cell phone."

So at this time, Marwah took a step to get into Norman's room and prepared to take the items from his closet. He can not stand still, the sooner the better, after getting a marriage license and telephone number information of the 'bad guy', the better', he will soon leave the house and leave Norman and divorce with him, then the problem about the bad guy he can solve with Rambo.

Carefully Marwah pressed the doorknob and slowly walked inside, her beautiful eyes so watchful as to observe Norman. Her husband was apparently huddled on the bed. She was asleep, Marwah thought.

Her breathing grew louder after standing in front of the closet and scrambling its contents slowly, looking for marriage books and other documents.

"Don't--"

Marwah stopped immediately, when she heard Norman's heavy voice. But instead of immediately looking for hiding, he turned his head and ventured to face Norman. At least if Norman has said that, it means he has seen Marwah there, so to let alone hide.

"Ma-af, I'm putting your clothes in the closet." Marwah said while cursing.

But, there's no answer. Norman was silent, so Marwah ventured to open her eyes. Norman slept well there.

"It turns out he's just delirious." Marwah said while stroking the chest.

Then he went back around the body to continue his activities to retrieve the wedding files yesterday, Norman had kept all the files after they married first.

"Where is he hiding? It must be here! It's impossible anywhere else, right?" Marwah said, getting frustrated. The item he was looking for was never found, but no one could guarantee whether Norman would remain sound for a long time.

"Don't give up Marwah! If you don't find the file, how are you going to divorce?" Continue in a soft voice.

Marwah then sighed, and went back to rummaging through the contents of Norman's closet. But still, many times he sought the same result. The file you were looking for wasn't in the closet.

He began to worry, then he began to circulate his gaze to every corner of Norman's room, looking for a place that Norman might have used to store their wedding files first.

Until his eyes were rounded, his gaze locked onto a small object held by Norman.

She did not stop to highlight the phone held by her husband.

"The phone is,---" he said slowly. "At least if I haven't got the marriage file yet, I should get the phone number of the bad guy who put Norman on the phone. Opportunity doesn't come twice, so I have to make the most of it."

Norman did not wake up in the slightest, even though Marwah was already nearby and lowered his head preparing to pass through his body to pick up the phone he held near his face.

Another bit... A little more of this phone I can take. Marwah muttered in his heart.

And sure enough he actually managed to touch Norman's phone, just a little step away from us to grab it with a quick movement and a stronger grip. But before Marwah manages to seize it, an unexpected move is made by Norman. He changed his sleeping position, from curled up to supine, thus making his face and Marwah at a very close distance.

Marwah's heart beat again. She now has a very close visibility with her own husband, she can see more clearly every detail of the man's face and see all the beauty that was never seen when Norman woke up.

Marwah for a moment looked at Norman for a few seconds, sipping on the part of the face that had been so scary to look deeper. Because it always freaks him out.

The scar on his forehead turned out to be quite large. Did this come from what his mother used to do? Marwah muttered, but not for long immediately shook her head.

He didn't wake up?! Marwah said in her heart, she regained consciousness, and took back the phone immediately.

"Can!!!"

Marwah stood up as soon as she got Norman's phone. "Where's the number? He didn't keep a single number in his contacts, how could I know the phone number of the bad guy?" Marwah again anxious, many times his eyeballs back and forth looking, occasionally on a mobile phone but also not separated to watch Norman, before waking up. "Alright calm... He never called anyone after last calling the bad guy. Means the last number in his call history is that person's number!" She said sumringah and immediately returned to fiddling with her husband's mobile phone screen, until finally preparing to take a pen and paper from his skirt pocket.

"Here it is, this must be!"

The ingenious Marwah, immediately recorded the number he got from Norman's phone, and kept the paper well. He smiled faintly after he finished performing one of his tasks. There was a speck of hope for him to know a little truth, Norman's phone was steady back in bed, and Marwah was ready to go back to his room.

"In this way, I can borrow a cell phone from a neighbor later to contact Om Gondrong first, and for this 'bad guy' phone number I can hand it over to him, I'm sure Om gondrong can handle his crimes better than I can handle myself."

But, just as he was about to step up and leave Norman.Suddenly from behind, his hands were tightly grasped by someone. A big, warm hand, this is a man's hand, if not his own, Norman.

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Just managed a step, already held aja...

In the Chapter tonight, Author wants to say; Slow down, sir..... Slowly Mr. chauffeurr...

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