Shackles the Heart of the Police Officer
CHAPTER 05 - Fighting Again, Every Time

Around Sunday, exactly after one week Rambo offered the job there was still no news from Marwah. Restless, obviously Rambo feels that now, for one week he also never again come to Marwah directly, just monitor the situation even from afar.

"Mas," Erin appeared behind him and asked, "You agreed with my request at that time? now how, did you get his assistant?"

"Again," Rambo replied and forced himself to smile, "Sorry, if it's a while but I've been looking."

"I mean like this Mas, if you have a job or are really busy talking just can't, let me just find it then. Instead of eating time, pity also you if you have to wash the dishes and wipe every morning."

"Don't!!" Rambo shouted a bit loudly, until Erin even frowned in astonishment. "Emm, no, because yesterday I offered some people just wait for an answer, later I try to ask for certainty. So don't look for it anymore, it's not nice if there's one who agrees." Further.

Erin turned her body slowly until she looked at her husband for a moment. The distinctive gondrong hair was ruffled by the cold and strong afternoon breeze. He began to feel a vortex of terror gripping his chest when he saw Rambo's charm at that moment.

Only then did she realize that her husband was not just a sturdy man of rank just as her parents had claimed at that time, but Rambo did have his own charm and was very capable to be proud of being a husband.

Yesterday we had a big storm, but from the first he was never that angry just because I refused to make coffee. Until I'm compared to everyone else, I'm sure there are already a lot of itchy ants out there that bother him. My decision was correct to find a Household Assistant, so Rambo would not be mad at me anymore. If we were okay, I'm sure no one would dare bite him behind me. Erin thought while daydreaming.

But, ah. What is Erin thinking! She did not have to worry or fear that her husband would turn and find another woman, just because he could not serve Rambo well. After all, she is a beautiful woman, white and beautiful height, good career. Which woman can shift her position next to Rambo. Of course Rambo is his, and until any time Erin can't lose him.

"Thank God that you've been looking for ART, I'm a little calm, I'm focused. No need to fuss over the problems of the houses anymore, right Mas?" Erin.

Rambo just smiled then got up from the chair.

"Where are you going?" Erin again asked as her eyes glanced at Rambo. "I ordered a cappuccino" This time he turned his eyes back to the phone. It's like a queen giving orders.

Rambo looked at him with narrowed eyes. The dense spirit in his heart saw Erin's increasingly behavior. Too spoiled even a little brash when he saw how to rule just now.

Then Rambo stepped into Erin's line of sight. High, with shoulders wide enough to be grounded by an aircraft. His brown eyes swept towards Erin sharply before finally snatching away the phone that was stuck to his ear at that moment.

"But!!!!!" Erin shouted while snatching back her phone, despite the failure. "What are you doing anyway? I'm again calling the boss for tomorrow's broadcast! if you're messing around, don't miss!"

Rambo was silent as he continued to stare directly into Erin's eyes. Instantly the eyes of the blue flossed like cat's eyes widened, surprised because the look of Rambo's face made him a little depressed. "What?"

"You are missing! I have understood you too much Erin, all your requests and wishes I have participated. If I ask you, what's the lack of me as a husband?"

Strange and surprising, Erin pounded violently while retreating as if Rambo's actions were really scaring her.

"What the hell is Mas? lately the likes of indistinct anger!"

"I am your husband not a servant, ask for help in the right way." Answer Rambo with a high tone.

The spoiled side of Erin was now revealed, water began to fill her eyes and she began to cry.

But before Erin could groan, another vision flooded her eyes, where Rambo just stood looking at her coldly. His emotions are getting shaken.

"Stop crying, you're too spoiled to be a wife."

Erin was surprised to hear Rambo's words just now. He saw Rambo again. The man's hair was blown back by the wind.

"Why really? you regret marrying me because I'm too spoiled?"

"Not just spoiled, you are also insolent and dissident, there is not the slightest bit of ethics to respect others. You're too weak and submissive to just your parents." Answer Rambo firmly.

"Bag!!!"

"Why am I not comfortable expressing all these facts? you are just following your parents, you want to marry me too because you are told to parents."

"Bag!!!! enough!!! You think getting married is a joke until I want to jump in, build a housewife with you just because I told you to!" Now Erin replied firmly.

"That's Erin, I know all. From the beginning we were just arranged, there was no feeling whatsoever between us. Even until now. Aren't you?"

"Enough Mas. Don't go on anymore, it's just a small matter, okay? don't have to be taken here and there, I'm dizzy. Work in the office has been a lot, kept at home almost every day noisily continues with you." Erin replied while slashing her hand. "I can order my own cappuccino!"

Rambo snorted after Erin decided to leave. Once more strange, the emotions swirled in his chest continuously until it filled the mouth of the throat. Right, what Erin said. I was too upset and agitated until my emotions were unstable and provoked by anger. Could it be that I am this way because I am restless waiting for news from Marwah? Damnit damnit! Rambo murmured full of frustration.

But, it didn't get there. It only took 5 minutes of the dramatic altercation between Rambo and Erin just now. A short message notification came in from an unknown number to Rambo's phone.

Good Night.

It's me Marwah, regarding the job offer yesterday can I still accept?

Glad Rambo immeasurably, the lips that had been tense tightly clenched, now finally turned high almost filled his cheeks. Although the message looked stiff, it seemed that Marwah was sure of his words at that time. He thought that the message sent might be read by Erin, Rambo's wife.

Evening, we can still. You can come here in the morning, I'll send you the home address.

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