
Erin did not hear Rambo's steps as she had waited for the warm water for almost 10 minutes more, but she was sure Rambo had heard his screams earlier. The heat of the sun began to glow, entering through the bathroom window grille. Being annoyed, Erin finally came out of the room without washing her face first.
"Have you finished your bath?" Ask Rambo.
Erin placed her hands on the stairs fence, her hands clasped firmly onto the surface of the pole while wrinkling her lips.
"I need you to help bring me some warm water. I screamed earlier, I'm sure you heard. How long! I'm waiting to get cold in the bathroom."
"Oh, sorry. I'm still warming the water, I made breakfast too." Rambo spoke without even looking at Erin. "Come down."
Rambo's orders, presumably, had convinced Erin that the man had finally returned completely, giving Erin the chance to breathe her first sigh of relief in weeks. While dampening his emotions, he resumed his steps down the stairs.
"What do you cook breakfast for?" Erin said it while crossing her hands on the dining chair.
"Fried rice." Two words from Rambo, short.
One end of Erin's lips turned upside down, her smile disappearing as soon as she saw the plate Rambo had brought to the dining table. "Now rice cake anyway? Well, I don't think I'm having breakfast with you!"
"Why? Have you eaten yet?"
"Yet," said Erin, still with a sour expression. "I don't want to eat rice breakfast. Rice is a heavy food, not suitable as a breakfast menu for women like me. I'll be fat!"
"can't. I've made quite a lot, a portion for two people. Who will you spend it on, if you don't want to eat?!" Rambo.
He glanced at Erin sharply, then turned away. Honestly, looking into his wife's eyes really makes Rambo annoyed and at home. But, he must not show anger, because this is part of his current plan.
"You eat alone, Mom. If there is any left to keep it in the refrigerator. It can be heated for dinner." Erin replied as she retreated backwards, and walked towards the stove.
Pretty painful actually, but Rambo wasn't surprised by this kind of treatment. That's a good thing, right? Erin gave him an idea for tonight. When his friend came to stay overnight, then eat fried rice leftover breakfast. How did they react? It's a brilliant idea.
Erin moved to turn off the stove and pour water into the basin, and mix it with cold water from the sink faucet. "I wash my face first, Mom! Your dirty dishes, a lot. Don't forget to wash. Thank you, baby, for helping me heat up the water. Although a little long... " He laughed a little, but was not impressed to underestimate Rambo.
He turned around and faced Rambo, while this gondrong man tried hard to be patient. If this moment is able to convince Erin that her husband has returned, instead this moment instead convinces Rambo to be steadily divorced from his wife.
"Yes. You're welcome." Rambo exhaled.
A short laugh suddenly came out of Erin's mouth and she covered her mouth with one hand so as not to get hysterical. When he finished washing his face in the kitchen sink, he smiled faintly at Rambo and looked at the man's eyes mischievously. "I'm not pretty?"
Erin closed the distance between them by putting her thin white hand onto Rambo's shoulder. Then approached again, until he wrapped his hands around the neck of the huddle.
Rambo tried to get out of the way while Erin's hand did not go that close. His wife's eyes were so seductive as if there was a tremendous passion that made Erin suddenly shout Rambo's name. His face was getting more advanced, his mouth was approaching to******* Rambo's lips with a wildness he had never felt and given before. The woman's breath was so close to Rambo's skin.
Hurry night. Come on tonight, I want a divorce. Rambo muttered, his body quickly jerking Erin's hand until she was far away, before doing the kiss.
"What's up, Mom?" Indict Erin while frowning. The action disperse the daydream that makes Rambo's body burn and his mind chaotic.
"Huh? Wherever possible, I've washed my face properly. Damnit damnit! don't look at me, Mas, I gotta clean up this shit first." Erin immediately covered her face, then walked away and left Rambo in the kitchen alone.
Rambo hissed in a single breath and raised his head, his eyes narrowing at the sky after thirty minutes had passed. Erin has already left for work, while Rambo has just warmed up the car.
"Start tonight, it'll open the road." Said slowly.
Until the time that awaited Rambo arrived, the night after the patrol he went home with two members, his friend one division. He asked them to stay, and they were very welcome.
Even though the night is not too late, it is still around 23:00 p.m. But Erin, still had not opened the door even after Rambo had knocked many times. Definitely sleeping.
Nearly 15 minutes of Rambo sitting outside with his members. Though he has his own key, but Rambo accidentally waits for Erin. So that others think, that this has become the daily Rambo waiting for a long time outside after coming home.
"I'm sorry. My wife does sleep at this hour, I myself have been used to waiting a long time. I forgot to tell him if I want to take a friend to stay. Sorry if you guys are uncomfortable, yeah." Rambo said, slightly manipulating. Although it cannot be called a lie.
"Ready Ndan! no problem."
"If outside of duty, we are not just partners. Don't call formal again. We're friends, and I'm your brother." Diplomatic Rambo.
"Ready, Mas. Thank you very much." The two members answered in unison, named Zico and Davin respectively. Rambo has not invited his best friend, there are still many that he considers. Maybe tomorrow or the day after.
After waiting for about 25 minutes, Rambo repeatedly tried to wake Erin up on a phone call, the door opened. Erin appeared from behind the door welcoming them with heavy eyes.
"My partner's staying over, Rin. We just finished patrolling." Rambo said as he stepped inside.
"Emm?" Erin was still trying to raise her eyes, "Oh, it doesn't matter. Just clean up the guest room. Thank God they're with you, so I can go straight to sleep. Sleepy!"
Zico and Davin looked at each other. Feeling a little strange bin was surprised by Erin's words just now. Whether it was common for some or how, it was a little unusual for Zico and Davin himself, but they kept trying to honor the commander and his wife.
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