Perfect Killer's

CHAPTER 45 "Problem"

Time does not feel increasingly rolling and rolling, the rest is just giving a little memory to all people in the world. Today the man who had drunk the alcohol had woken up, on the highway because the dawn was already on the eastern horizon. This time can not be used for activities.

For example, working at the right time, or looking for useful knowledge if you are still a student.

"Hey, what time is it?" he asked himself, rubbing both eyelids because the rays of sunlight made him glare. He slightly closed his eyes towards the light.

He staggered, walking towards his house not far from the river. The man's house is only very small, if only enough for two people. The house, made of plywood and some bamboo, was so simple that he opened it. The door opened with a distinctive sound.

Kriee...Kriee...

Then his clothes drifted about, and he was surprised that his wife threw him all her dirty clothes. The man was still not fully aware, walking ever closer towards his wife. His eyes were full of anger, and he also intimidated his wife.

Pulling his wrist, and slightly pressing his leg towards his wife's thigh, so that he could not move and locked it against the wall.

"What are you doing?, you gonna hit me?" his wife's scatter with a sour face.

"I just wanted to ask you why are these clothes all floating around my face?" he said with a cold expression on his face.

"For you to know, I'm tired of work you can throw away your clothes, and buy a new one." said his wife, and looked at him sharply.

"Then you're my wife, you should always serve me, I'm your husband, and I'm free as I please" he said.

"Hem, ha.ha.ha.." chuckled, with her husband's words suddenly coming out of her mouth.

"What's wrong?, why are you laughing?" ask the husband because his wife just chuckles.

"Look, what time is it?" ask his wife

"Then, what do I have to do with 'hour ?" the answer.

"Hey, you said you were my husband, if the husband must be working this hour for what if we were you and I married?, you were just drunk on the street, you were just drunk on the street, so you just want to run away from your responsibility." said the sarcastic wife.

"Based on a brave woman with her own husband!"

Plyaaakk, Plaaaak... Aaaakkkkk!!!

Slap after slap was floated towards his wife's cheek, but the weak wife could not fight back against the power of the husband.

As a result, both of his cheeks flushed in pain and the result of the fight.

"Just go on, I'm sick of you!" his wife said she came out of the house, and she saw only her back from behind, and began to disappear.

The sound of the door closing loudly.

"What am I doing?, why am I getting so out of control?" the man asked himself if what he was doing could make his wife run away and leave him for ever.

Then in pursuit by running as fast as lightning, he still wants to fix the problems he made , right near the road there was a car before he could say sorry the wife got into the car of a person he did not know.

"Rinaa!!!" he cried but he did not care at all, his loud voice lost with the flying wind, and only a sense of disappointment in his chest. Making the tightness of his recesses, the more painful it would be if he remembered the slap after slap several times which he could not bear, landing on his wife's cheek .

"What did I do? Haaaa.....!!!" yelling but no one noticed only the roar of the wind, and the sound of the river ripples made the cry only heard by the sky and the sun that appeared on the eastern horizon. The hair was getting messy.

"Sorryaaaanannnn I...!!!" the man shouted, and it was all in vain, what he did only made him even more depressed, feeling a sense of guilt splitting his heart, breaking his body, breaking his body, and also made him no longer able to stem the tears that dredged the river.

"Haaaaaa.." said Jimmy and sat down with a sip of the warm cup of coffee he arranged on his desk, inhaling the aroma at this time can make a little relax, so that he can relax, sipping it and feeling the bitter taste accompanied by several documents that are increasing every day.

"Hem, why is my work getting less and less and more?" he nodded and breathed a few times.

His secretary came in and carried the creeping hectic schedule he had to do today.

"Ha, why don't I take my leave?, escape from fatigue for a moment isn't it better." said Jimmy.

"No, no no no, you have to do as I write" said secretary Jimmy, and she was like a mother scolding her son.

"You are, I'm actually a little bored, because after a few trials I was tired, couldn't you give me some encouraging words, instead of you telling me to do a lot of these tasks." lamented Jimmy was upset with the words of his personal secretary.

"Oh, Mr. Jimmy, you're a lawyer and I'm a secretary, I've never been, and that's all you know?" secretary Jimmy

"You mean, you always come on time, and I'm the one who's late" Jimmy said

And his secretary just nodded.

"Alright, but before I do any of this, can you investigate the case, and find out everything you know about this is ok" Jimmy said.

"Well, remember for today lunch is in the office, and don't go out, finish your job."

Then his secretary came out, after giving Jimmy an anchovy class speech.

"Damn it, why is my secretary's mouth so spicy?" lamented Jimmy.

Then he opened his laptop, and while Rena looking for some reports about criminal cases that have been done by some teenagers.

They both work together today, Jimmy is focused on staring at the screen of his laptop, and Rena also helps him to ease the task of his boss.

Several hours passed, and Jimmy's eyes were tired from staring too long at the neatly lined letters and lines on his laptop screen.

They wiggled randomly across Jimmy's mind, rubbing his eyelids several times.

"Oh, I'm tired of wanting a day to laze." he lamented, his legs were stretched by him.

Rena enters and brings the results of the achievement of the case desired by Jimmy.

"This sir, I think there's something wrong look at this" Rena said, handing out a paper containing the documents Jimmy hoped for.

"Well, Rena you're the best, and the fastest, you know you're the only secretary who's brave to me. I used to fire a lot if I didn't fit in." Jimmy looked at Rena.

"Is this a compliment, or a satire?" ask Rena without further ado.

"Ha, of course you are" said Jimmy and pointed his thumb at Rena.

The woman simply replied with a sweet smile, and a flat face. Then he left his boss.

Seriate...