
Now that the document is within his grasp, Rambo is satisfied despite the obstacles still waiting for him after this, but at least now there is a glimmer of hope for him to unite with his soulmate. Together with the black iron horse, he went to work as usual. Although lately, he kept asking for permission to come late because of his affairs with Marwah. Rambo survived because Anta Reza understood.
And when night falls, in the high spirit of a warrior, Rambo quickly drives his car to the house at the end of the city.
"You're home, Om?"
The welcome that Rambo had hoped for during the trip. The word that came out of the reddish ripe lips, so soft as the subtle tone of Marwah's speech.
You used to be very noisy, now very soft and obedient... Think Rambo.
"I'm sorry, night-night disturbs your rest. But there's something I want to give you and I don't feel like I can put it off until tomorrow morning."
"Oh, huh?" Marwah tilted her head slightly. "What?"
The stunning glint on the face of Marwah's confusion has always been able to arouse Rambo's never-ending passion to be enchanted. It was as if Marwah had never given her a chance not to fall in love with him.
"Close your eyes first."
Marwah follows Rambo's orders, closing his beautiful petals.
Rambo turned around and took something from behind his jacket. It feels uncomfortable to also keep the thin plot so long, until several times Rambo's stomach pierced the tip of the paper. Now it's time for Rambo to take out the secret, like a magician who surprises the audience.
"Open your eyes slowly. And look."
Marwah opens her eyes again, "Om-this-" she then looks up, changing her gaze at Rambo, as if to get the truth about what she sees now.
And Rambo nodded to justify.
A document, like a marriage book, is in Rambo's hands.
"This is my wedding book?"
Rambo nodded back.
"How did you get it Om?"
"That's my business. You just wait and take it." Answer Rambo.
"Please." Rambo smiled, no matter how many times. It was as if he had been at the same happiness that Marwah was feeling right now. A cusp of their struggle to separate from their respective spouses.
"Really mine. Thank you, Om. You always give me hope, and you always do things I find impossible. You did everything unexpectedly, and I'm so grateful for that."
Rambo's heart skipped a beat suddenly, as the words came out of Marwah's mouth. Not because his words seem excessive, but because the image of Marwah's expression is so pure that it makes Rambo vibrate.
"I'm getting it's not easy, I hope you can take the right steps once the file is in your hands now." Rambo said he looked away. "Will you register it as soon as possible?"
"I'll register the divorce in the morning." Sela Marwah, the moment Rambo lowered his head.
Such a peaceful night, the stars were so roaring over the dim horizon. A quiet night, as quiet as the whispers of crickets begin to come. Rambo was still hypnotized at the shadow of Marwah at the moment, such a seductive word, and such a electrifying look in his eyes. Beauty that never makes Rambo tired of enjoying it.
Naturally if at this time, Rambo's heart so not kaluan-Ia will soon live together, with Marwah in one place. Enjoy the delayed happiness.
"Just like you back then, Om; please wait for me, until my trial is over" he continued, making Rambo even more pounding. "Just like you too, I'm looking forward to this, more than looking forward to coffee customers."
With all his might, Rambo tried to keep looking calm. "I'm so lazy to wait, but because of you I'm used to waiting for years. So, it's fine that I'll look forward to your farewell."
The night, the longer. And Rambo doesn't want to deny that; he wants dawn to come soon. But alas, this is not the right time to enjoy the dawn together, both in the room.
Rambo immediately got up from the sofa, then bailed back to his own home. Looking forward to the morning, and see the name of Marwah in the divorce filing list. Although the shadow is frightened, if the secret about his mother is revealed, Rambo tries to pull it all away.
Thus when morning came, Rambo eagerly, drove Marwah to court. It did not take long, Marwah's name was successfully registered...
"The registration is complete, for the scheduled trial, we will notify you immediately." The court clerk who took care of the divorce list, even still remembered clearly in Rambo's mind.
"How are you feeling now?" Ask Marwah.
"I'm pounding, I hope the trial goes well."
In Rambo's heart immediately guaranteed, this is the prayer that he always said to God. The trial was supposed to be quick and smooth, as Rambo had expected.
Even so, this would be the same as; I wait for your servant...