Shackles the Heart of the Police Officer
CHAPTER 58 - Faithful Lies

"Why should my own family do it? I'm so dizzy with this problem, my head feels like it's going to break.... "

Rambo's hoarse voice full of despair woke Marwah from his sleep. Realizing the conscious Marwah, Rambo immediately grabbed the Marwah lying in front of him, on a wide bed that was much more worthy than Norman had provided.

He pulled and hugged Marwah tightly, his arms stroking her back slowly and gently.

Rambo is tempted to enter Marwah's mind and is eager to tell the truth he has got, but he holds back. Rambo is well aware that this is the truth that they are both looking forward to. But, how do I tell Marwah?

After leaving for hours and only returning home after a severe conflict with his own family, Rambo was so grateful to see Marwah awake again. At least this gives me the calmness to fidget with my deep heart, at least now I can still hug Marwah for real. Think Rambo.

Rambo does not need to say now, that the mastermind behind the suffering he has been doing so is Rambo's own parents and family. There is no courage at all for now, and Rambo himself believes that now is not the right time to tell Marwah.

Marwah was perfectly conscious in Rambo's arms, her brain immediately faced with the memories that sprung up. When he gasped and tried to wriggle from Rambo's embrace, but the gondrong man still held him. Marwah's hair continued to be caressed from behind, the more stroked the more Rambo shook, he was unable to endure his own grief but how was he supposed to share it with Marwah? He could only try to hold back, until the tears dried up by themselves.

"Of." Rambo's familiar call sounded like a plea, a whisper from the bottom of his heart.

"I'm here" Rambo said, grabbing the light switch over the nightstand. Instantly, a pale yellow light shone in the darkness.

Marwah closed her eyes, holding back the glint of lights that suddenly burst in. "The light is not turned on. Please, my eyes twitch. Don't turn it on, Om."

"All right." The light immediately died after, after releasing his embrace Rambo mused, Marwah to the point of not being able to receive a bright light due to the impact of Norman's blow earlier this morning. And in essence the cause of the blow was his own parents. Make Rambo back crisp and destroyed.

Shadows were reflecting in the room, illuminated by the light of the moon that began to passively and the sky was increasingly bluish. Marwah begins to notice something, and she touches Rambo's face, crawling almost every inch of his cheek to his eye.

"Omm? Crying?" ask Marwah. "You why? All right?"

"It's fine." Rambo raises one knee and puts an arm over it while watching Marwah. "I'm just melancholy. As well as not being able to see your current state, I feel like I failed to protect you. I feel useless, you've been through a long time of suffering while I'm not by your side, I should have found you first and you wouldn't have lived this bitter life."

"No," Marwah interrupted while rubbing Rambo's eye pellet with his fingertips. "It's not your fault at all. What I received, this is my choice because I decided to leave you 5 years ago. We've been apart for years, and I've been having this thing because-ha--the bad guy who's been trying----" Marwah looked up, her gaze hitting Rambo's eyes, and Rambo felt a passion for pain, a trauma so pure, so intense, that Marwah had difficulty breathing.

In Rambo's own heart has been shattered into pieces, seeing the fragile and frightened Marwah. But as much as possible, he used all of his incredible self-defense to remain calm with all his might.

"Relax, Marwah. I promise, as long as I am alive, you will always be under my protection. This is the last-I promise." His whisper.

Rambo will not let his passion explode uncontrollably when Marwah is very vulnerable. His hands clenched tightly to block himself from wanting to reach Marwah again. More than just a simple desire, this unexpected sensation prompted him to calm, recover, and alleviate Marwah's pain.

"Sorry, there was some unexpected business." Answer Rambo, kink.

"What about 'that guy'? Have you tried calling the number I wrote Om? Who's she?"

Rambo's eyes were immediately cold, then he shook his head, as if giving an ambiguous answer to Marwah's question. "We'll find out, Marwah. Together."

"Then?" Marwah's voice broke as she closed it with her hands. "When we know the truth, what do you think I'll do then? What if I don't recognize that person? Or maybe what if he's the one closest to me? I don't know how to behave Om?!"

"No." Rambo assured in a firm voice. "He is not your closest person, because people close to you must be very dear and protect you Marwah is not harming as it is now. Whoever they are, you don't have to think about anything. They're just bad guys jealous of your life, for sure."

"Maybe there's something wrong with me, Om. Maybe there's something he hates in me, maybe that's why he wants me to suffer, or maybe revenge, I don't know.... Om." Marwah shook her head and her long wavy hair moved on her back.

"I know." Rambo grabs Marwah, again following an instinct that won't let him do anything else to Marwah. He hugged Marwah tightly, pulled her over his lap and leaned Marwah on his chest. Then Rambo whispered some soothing words as Marwah gripped the shirt.

"You are not evil" said Rambo, his voice softly and cradled. "You don't have anything wrong."

"We can't confirm that, Om." Marwah buried her face in Rambo's chest. "How do I know who that person is,- what about the phone? I can only get that."

"I've been fighting crime for years" Rambo said, full of faith or maybe just pretending to be sure. "The number is no longer reachable. But take it easy, I must have another way of revealing it, and if that time comes later."

The throbbing heat ran through Rambo's veins as he lifted Marwah's chin with his fingertips and looked into the eyes that held so much emotion and power.

"There is nothing evil in you, you have done no wrong to anyone and you have nothing wrong, Marwah. We're going to do it" Rambo said tactfully. "together. I won't let anyone hurt you anymore."

And there was a great struggle in Rambo, two sides that rebel in him raises a hot drum that makes Rambo forced to dive in a sea of lies.

While... only for a moment, it is not time to say that to Marwah. Rambo did not know what to do if Marwah gave a reaction of hatred, and away from Rambo again.

"Why should my own family do it? I'm so dizzy with this problem, my head feels like it's going to break.... "

The question came to Rambo's mind again. And he was the one who was most tormented by all this, but he was the one who was forced to face him the most.