Shackles the Heart of the Police Officer
CHAPTER 04 - Betraying or Settling?

Finally after getting the gap, the night after returning home from work Rambo immediately gas into the village yesterday, precisely in the coffee shop Marwah.

"I'll find a way out, if we deserve to be together." He talked to himself along the way, his voice was nothing more than a whisper, as if he could not wait for Marwah to return to work with him as he once was.

The thought made him fixated for a few seconds before arriving in front of a simple coffee shop even just made from the past boards. Is this what it's like to see you again, Marwah? Can I survive this passionate desire? even though I am married myself, but know only you I love. Rambo kept muttering.

The desire he thought was getting peaked when he saw Marwah stepping into the outer corners of his coffee shop. The plastic cups and bowls were held together in an irregular pile on the table, all looking chaotic and messy.

"Let me help... " Rambo came, posing as a hero while helping to quote the platters splattered on the ground.

"Omm?" Marwah's gaze was glued, as soon as his fingers met Rambo's large hands.

Rambo just smiled. One word from Marwah, and he again remembered the memories between them, Rambo like finding a cure after a long struggle.

"What's going on?" Rambo approaches Marwah inside.

"Little thing, I have to close this shop Om."

Rambo frowned, although in his heart the sense of pleasure is not overcast, it seems the way to get close to Marwah will be given sincerity.

"Why? if a small problem is impossible to close the stall, right?"

"Yes, right. Just been out of capital, the husband just took the income money here, want to turn the brain, free no one wants to hang out here, afraid of ketchup again like yesterday." Answer Marwah.

"They're gambling fugitives, it looks like your coffee shop has often been their playground, you yourself realize right?" Rambo exclaimed, he then took the rest of the milk coffee package that still hangs in front of the table.

"The village is small, Om. I can't refuse customers, because only from them do I have income. At first it was a bit disturbed. But, long time I don't mind anymore, anyway I just sell coffee and make their order, the rest want them how I don't matter, Om."

Again the tone of Marwah's voice, making Rambo full. Regret continued to twist in his chest until it tightened. Everyone knows what he's thinking, if time could be repeated, maybe Rambo wouldn't have taken off Marwah by then. If he had realized his feelings earlier, before Marwah left. Maybe they are happy now.

"Then why did you let your husband take money for granted?" Ask back.

"It's all hers, she made this stall for me. I don't know, he's in a state of turmoil right now. If there's any more trouble, I love it."

"Including the wound on the temple?" Sela Rambo glanced at Marwah's right eye. "Don't lie to me, I know you've tried to save the money, but your husband got mad and hit me again, right?"

Marwah is silent, indeed who is now beside him is Rambo whom he knows as before, Om gondrong who is smart and meticulous even though now he has lost his side of the joke.

"Say where is he? you forgot who I am? I'll arrest him tonight for your safety!" Rambo yelled, maybe already too furious.

"Don't Om! he's not a bad guy! my husband has a problem, so. Otherwise, he's good."

"Stay, not Om. After all he has left, whether he will come home, it could be a month, two months. So I'm gonna be fine. I beg..." Marwah said, the look in his eyes that begged Rambo was like a powerful magic, the first time the eyes looked at him expectantly. Rambo gave up temporarily....

"Can it be that long? what's he doing?"

"---" was silent for a while, until Marwah finally opened her mouth again. "So, he's got no regular job, he's just going out of the house no problem, if there's a problem, he's going to run everywhere for months. Just back again."

Hearing Marwah's answer, inevitably invites suspicion on Rambo. What kind of problems did her husband face until he had to go that long? don't have a steady job but can you make a coffee shop? (although a small coffee shop)

"If he comes again, hit you even a finger, report!!! let me hit him!" Rambo firmly clenched his hand, a burning desire to destroy the face of Marwah's husband at that moment.

Marwah looked at him with teary eyes, then said briefly; "Thank you... "

"I'm sorry, if you went bankrupt because of my actions and last night's members." Rambo hangs his words. "Therefore, let me redeem everything and replace your source of income." Timpal Rambo is back.

While Marwah was silent.

"meaning?"

"Sorry, I happen to need a housekeeper at home. If you want, I'd be happy, knowing how you're doing."

The atmosphere was silent, Rambo's feelings were suddenly chaotic, his chest pounding hard looking at the current atmosphere. Suddenly they shut up. Could it be that I chose the wrong word, and offended Marwah? Rambo murmuring.

"Om's wife? look, we're both married. Whereas yesterday----- (meaning Marwah when Rambo expressed his feelings) I don't want any trouble between us, especially if I'm in close proximity to Om. Our story is over, it's time to go back to the present. Love each other's partners, and be loyal to them."

Devastated Rambo hears Marwah's answer, Marwah's words just now still echo in his teliga snail house. It was as if shattering the shadows in his wild plan. Has Marwah completely forgotten herself?

"I really need a job now, especially the husband now goes again somewhere. But, if you work with Om again, it doesn't seem. I don't want us entangled in the shadows of the past." Say Marwah again.

"Calm down, my own wife asked to find it. You're right, we're both married. It's appropriate to take care of each other's feelings, but I'm just asking for your help, we're purely in touch as old friends and work. About my own feelings, let me take care. Yesterday I was just venting what I've been holding for years, Ha ha I don't want to owe the past, because it's not disclosed." Rambo replied with a voice intonation that if anyone heard it would understand what he was feeling. "I work from morning till night, don't worry even if it's under one roof, we won't meet intensely. Like in this coffee shop, you're quite employed, after that don't care about anything."

"I might try to find another job. But if I accept this job offer, I have a little request from you, please assume we just met in front of your wife Om. I don't want him to misunderstand if he knows we've known him for a long time. I don't know if my mind is now branching out, it's all freaking me out." Answer Marwah back.

"I understand, I agree."

They shake hands with each other.

It could be that Rambo's mouth is gleaming, saying everything that hurts his own heart. But was he really going to give up and stick to his words just now? Only Rambo knows.