Shackles the Heart of the Police Officer
CHAPTER 11 - The Fettered Heart

"What do you mean? Eat pudding together, don't take me. It's already 2am" Erin said, she's definitely not a friendly woman when she says, "You're also Marwah, who is polite. You maids here, do not feel too familiar to dare to sit near the employer. Move aside! I'm supposed to be sitting there."

"Sorry ma'am." Marwah picked it up carefully from the floor. Half expected that Erin would hear nothing from her conversation with Rambo earlier. But now, as soon as he stepped aside and Erin took her seat next to Rambo. They remained silent, Rambo immediately changed expression, silent and only focused on the pudding.

Well, thank God if Erin did not give a doubt that he had known the crazy game done by Marwah and Rambo. At least Marwah and Rambo can still breathe now.

Erin propped up Rambo's front chin and said, "You like the pudding right? I made a loh when I came home earlier, although assisted Marwah anyway. Although while angry also because you do not invite me, but I think, tired if the storm continues with you. Giving up is not bad, see I've tried, right?"

Marwah was silent, Rambo was silent.

There is really nothing surprising for Rambo to see this kind of recognition Erin, because if you look back on his attitude and character so far, it is not new. While another reaction was felt by Marwah, still choosing silence even in his heart, a feeling of annoyance and anger was present thrashing.

"Try here I bribe right," Erin said again while her eyes twinkled. He precedes taking a plate containing Rambo's pudding. And Erin knew Rambo would certainly salute her tonight.

"No, I can eat by myself." Answer Rambo ketus.

"Haish, let me bribe you, sure it will be more delicious." A spoonful of chewy it moved, almost landing right in front of Rambo's mouth. While Rambo was still silent, reluctant to open his mouth.

So on, even though Erin had seduced many times to convince but Rambo still chose silence and refused. Erin, who was grumpy, started to run out of patience, clenched her hands tightly and threw the pudding plate to the floor.

The plate was shattered, as shattered as Erin's mood at that moment. The bells are scattered almost about the feet of Marwah on the side. How not, Rambo is too testing patience for Erin's grumpy self, and unstable emotions. Obviously, early today they are back noisily...

"You want what the hell? being given attention is even an expensive selling snitch and let me continue. All this time angry because if I go home at night I do not welcome you, study household affairs and others. Now that I have done, you refuse even raw! what do you want, Mom?! you can never appreciate me in your life huh, Mas?!"

Rambo only stayed along Erin's chatter while keeping his legendary concentration awake on Marwah's chocolate milk that began to cool because it was past how time was left. It is better that way, rather than trying to understand Erin, understand or respond to all the lies and anger that re-emerged in front of Rambo. Again.

"Mas?! answer that! why just shut up?!"

"It doesn't matter" Rambo said, hoping that Erin would understand his words soon. Erin means nothing to him. Their marriage was nothing more than compulsion, just waiting to be done.

"Your coward! it's evil!"

Angry footsteps, decorate the midnight atmosphere in this frenzied house. Erin returned to the room, though she had to.

While after Erin left, the new members of the family quickly squatted down to clean up the broken plates, carefully Marwah collecting Rambo's broken-down food marks. At first the rest of the pudding first, but before Marwah throw the rest of the pudding into the plastic. Rambo had already clasped his hand.

"Omm? what are you doing, stay away here a lot of bells." Marwah said in a very slow voice, almost like a whisper.

But Rambo was silent again, only his hand moved, directing the hand of Marwah in his grasp. The pudding in Marwah's hand moved towards his mouth.

"Om, don't eat this dirty. I'll get it back in the fridge."

But too late, Rambo has already devoured it. Right from the mouthful of Marwah's hand straight.

"This is what I want" Rambo said with a smile. "Not from him... "

The smile was like a drum right in the heart of Marwah, her chest pounding violently. Especially when the fingers enter directly touch Rambo's warm lips. The hairs on Rambo's beard and mustache also interact directly with Marwah's fingers.

"Om, pity mom. He's been fighting to make peace with you."

"You made this pudding, and he just admitted. Where is the fight? don't think about it because I want it anyway, I just want you..." Rambo.

"Oh, yeah. Tomorrow, I'll try to find out about your husband. Please give me the phone number and the picture, will you?"

"Can, Om." Marwah answered with sparkling eyes. Happy but also afraid. There are no dominant feelings, all have their respective portions in the mind of Marwah.

A dramatic night, where tonight the grumpy wife again failed to break into the shackles of the heart of the police officer. A heart that has been shackled to old love, and that love has returned. Right in the middle of them.