Shackles the Heart of the Police Officer
CHAPTER 73 - Sincere Love For Marwah

From behind the table, Rambo clenched his hands tightly while bowing his head. In Rambo's heart he had a great debate, should he tell Marwah now about his family? After all, Marwah does deserve to know this. This is the moment when his honesty as a couple is tested, can he say what his wife wants? Butwhy? Why does his heart refuse.

Rambo nodded and reached out to Marwah. "Alright, come here then. You sit here, we talk together, three."

"No! What do you want to talk to a woman about? I just need your opinion, I want to say this to a fellow man." Norman hits his hand on Rambo's desk. While Rambo looked at him in confusion, why did Norman suddenly say strangely. "This woman is just gonna make our conversation awkward."

Marwah walks to Rambo. While standing nearby, then turned his gaze and looked at Norman. "Why indeed? Are you afraid to tell me that bad guy? Other than talking about me, there's no more chatter between you and Mas Rambo."

"I deserve to know" Marwah reminded. "And Mas Rambo has promised to get it from you."

"And I don't know who it is." Norman instantly interrupted with a serious face and a sharp look. It was as if he was showing honesty in there.

Rambo immediately frowned, looking at Norman in surprise. While Marwah sculpt.

"I tell you the truth, Marwah, I work only on the phone. He orders, I get the money. I've never met let alone seen the man."

"Lied!" Marwah's voice boomed and she gained the attention she wanted. Rambo cupped a look at Norman's face, as if the man was deliberately covering up this truth, but for what?

Grabbing Marwah's hand, Rambo led his wife to one of the chairs and sat her there. "Honey." said Rambo, then shook his head slowly, his eyes in looking at Marwah as if inserting a signal, Norman did not lie.

"There's no way he doesn't know, Mom." Marwah

"Before you act like this to me" Norman replied. "Your husband interrogated me first, don't pretend he doesn't know, he locked me in a warehouse. Every day I was asked repeated and similar questions, until my body was beaten. But, I've said everything for what it is, I don't know who it is, I was just told over the phone. I almost died, just ask your husband, I even gave him my phone, the number of the man, I gave it all. Just think, why would I endure pain to death just to protect an insignificant person like my boss. I've been honest, so it's up to you to believe it or not."

Marwah listened to Norman's words, and it made perfect sense to even be very supportive with Norman's facial expression. Marwah was fooled...

"Keep talking about what?" ask Marwah. "Why can you talk so intimately in the study? I mean, with Mr. Norman's status as. and Mas Rambo... "

Rambo pulled his phone from the back pocket of his pants, "Norman wants me to help him build a business, after getting out of prison he wants penance and looking for halal money. Therefore, I invite you to the room to be more free to find inspiration for sales and places." Rambo admitted while showing his black phone screen. He glanced at Marwah, seemingly unable to hide his guilt.

Indeed, men, smart not to play to kink. And the most supportive was, their serious expressions. This fits perfectly with what Norman said earlier.

"Huh?" marwah cengo. "So there's no talk of that guy." Marwah drooped on the chair letting the softness of the cloth surround him with comfort.

Norman leaned over at the table, hiding his flushed face. What the fuck is that gondrong cop! where do I want the best thugs and feared people choose sales! Norman grumbled in his heart.

"Sorry, I got carried away. I've been waiting for this for so long, so I can't wait." Marwah humbly admitted. His gaze was now fixed on Norman, seeing him who was embarrassed and lethargic made Marwah feel guilty right. Norman must be very awkward right now, big and rude thugs willing to repent, it's only natural that he's so embarrassed. Her thought.

"In a moment, finish the discussion with Norman and return him to the cell."

"Then I'll just wait in the car? We go home together."

Rambo nodded while kissing Marwah's forehead quickly. After making sure Marwah really sat in the car, there were no more tracks near them. Rambo and Norman are back.

Rambo looked at Norman with a sharp gaze that seemed to be able to kill mortal beings.

"Why are you lying?" tanyanya, waiting for the thug man to give an explanation.

"You're also lying" Norman replied, his voice tense and sharp, clearly shown to Rambo.

"Alright, Norman," Rambo said as he put his body rough so that it makes a loud noise in the chair. Rambo's dark eyes narrowed, and his jaw hardened. "It's not an advantage I can call, but I really need an explanation for why you did it, I don't want to be suspicious but you're an unpredictable person. What kind of profit do you want to take? Are you trying to find a way to pressure me?"

Norman ignored Rambo, his mouth turned sideways, smiling faintly. Then retreating and leaning against the back of the chair, his gaze was locked with Rambo's gaze.

"That secret, it's good to be hidden to death. There is a saying, God has sealed your disgrace, so do not expose it." Norman whispered. "You are his hope, his happiness is yours. If you say that and he hates to leave, it would be like hurting his heart over and over again. He's been suffering a lot, so let him be happy even on top of the lies."

Rambo's mouth gaped slightly, he was silent for a split second, then gave a response. "You're a don't-don't---love--"

"Don't hurt him, like I did. Be the place to find happiness. That he, can't live without you-so that secret, bring him to death, he better not know anything."

Rambo frowned instantly as the man's mind was filled with an unexpected feeling. Norman, really loves Marwah. Do anything for the happiness of the woman who has been lawfully his wife. Even if it hurts him, Norman welcomes Marwah along with other men and even keeps their relationship, provided that Marwah can be happy. Damnit damnit! this kind of sincerity, reminds Rambo of Marwah first. She married another woman, willing to work desperately just to buy a wedding gift.

"Take me to the cell" Norman demanded. "I'm gonna take a break, he might get tired of waiting for you in the parking lot."

Instead of answering, Rambo looked at Norman in admiration. Any kind of evil man, if he had met his love, would definitely soften as gently as tofu.

He then grabs Norman, and leads him back to the holding cell. Before he left and returned to Marwah, Rambo whispered. "Thank you for loving this woman I married sincerely, I promise to make her happy always."

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From inside the car, Marwah looked at the stars. The sky is dark but also bright. Sometimes he stroked his stomach and then looked back at the sky,

"Darling, wait a minute. You can say hello to Papa when you get home. Now Papa's still got business, and we're waiting for him in the car." Said slowly.