Love Me Please (Related cruel husband)

The sincere love of Ramos.

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"Have you changed all the deed?" Ask Ramos he's busy with some files in his hand.

"Already Sir. Here," Heru handed me a large brown envelope.

Ramos took the envelope and opened the contents. She was bearded when she saw the three documents inside her.

"Sir, are you sure of your decision?" Ask Heru.

Ramos reinserted all three documents. He kept it in his desk drawer.

"This is my last apology Heru. It'sit's okay. I'm sincere. Whatever I'm gonna do for Rachel and my kids. They are the most precious treasures I have," Ramos replied confidently with his decision.

"But sir, this is risky" said Heru once again. Perhaps Ramos will consider his decision.

"I know Heru" Ramos stood and turned his back to Heru and stared out of his transparent window.

"Take this as proof of my love for them. I have no hope of making them mine. I know who I am. Therefore, I chose to leave not because I gave up. I just don't want to disturb Rachel's life anymore. He should be happy even if he is not with me" Ramos smiled wryly with both hands he put in his two pants pocket.

Heru nodded in understanding. Even if the whole world blames and leaves Ramos. He would never leave his master. Heru will devote himself to Ramos. Ramos has helped him a lot since he first became Ramos' assistant.

"I will support you Sir," Heru replied bowing respectfully.

"Prepare my departure to Belgium. Make sure no one knows if I live there except Daddy, Mommy and Rayyan. I want to pull over and be alone. I'm going to live my life without anyone else" Ramos said sounding desperate

Ramos never felt this desperate in his life. But when remembering the words of his eldest son seemed to create a wound that made Ramos retreat to fight for the return of his wife.

"Okay sir, then excuse me" said Heru. Ramos did not respond to him even engrossed in daydreaming.

Ramos smiled wryly thinking about his life's fate. Never did he think that fate would bring him to such a low point. He used to think that marrying Agnes was a joy, where their marriage would be blessed with children as the fruit of love from their household. But what power if all just wishful thinking. Agnes betrayed her by sighing under another man. At the same time he must know one thing that the woman he hated most in his life was still a virgin and again Ramos took her by force.

Ramos took a deep breath. Very deep. His decision was already unanimous to go and pull over. Yeah he has to go. He did not want to make his wife suffer more because of her presence.

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"Ramos,"

"Mom" Ramos immediately greeted his mother with a warm hug.

"How are you, Son?" Maria rubbed her son's back.

"I'm good Mom," Ramos let go of his embrace.

"You okay?" Maria rubbed his wife's shoulder.

Ramos nodded then smiled. If I'm honest, he's never okay. Only circumstances have kept him alive until now. She's tired. I feel like giving up. And soon he will give up.

"Dad. Mom," Ramos looked at his parents.

"Is there anything you want to say Son," Ozawa looked at his son. "You okay?" The question was still heard by Ramos. Obviously he's not okay. His heart was badly wounded his soul was violently smashed.

They sat on a couch. Ramos loosened his tie that felt suffocating to the neck. He also took off the suit that wrapped around his body.

"What do you want to talk about, Son?" Ask Ozawa again.

Ramos looked at his parents. This was his decision and he was confident in what he had already decided himself. Ramos has been thinking about this for a long time so he won't regret it if he does.

Ramos told his wishes to his parents. As parents Ozawa and Maria actually disagree. But that's how Ramos showed his sincerity to his wife and children.

Maria cried loudly hearing Ramos' decision she challenged. But Ramos Berhad hurt his mother. He just wanted his regrets paid off, that was all. He wants to live quietly. Although after this he might only live in darkness. But it's okay, Ramos will be happy at the end of his life. Let there be a destiny that accompanies the turmoil in his chest.

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Ramos walked into his room. His coat was on his shoulder. He looked tired with a mess of an unkempt tub.

The man immediately sat on the table of his oversized chair. Ramos' room and workspace were put together in one room so he wouldn't bother to go to work.

The man opened his briefcase and took out the brown envelope that Heru had given him. Ramos took three documents inside.

"Daddy, you're gonna hand over all of Daddy's for the three of you. Everything was. Especially Gerald who wants to own a private jet. From now on Daddy gives it to you, Son. May you be as pilot as you wish" Ramos said.

"For Gerra, Daddy will build a restourant for you son. Hopefully you will become a chef whose food is liked by many people. Daddy's gonna get you all ready, "Ramos put down one document on his daughter's behalf.

"Gilbert, Daddy's eldest son. Even if you hate Daddy. But Daddy never hated you, son. Daddy, give Daddy's to you. Daddy put Mommy and your two sisters in, be a good family leader. Don't fail like Daddy. May you become a successful businessman like Daddy and make Mommy proud" Ramos' tears shed. Remembering again with the words of Gilbert makes his heart sore like a vinegar spill.

"Honey," Ramos wiped a worn photo on his desk. Their wedding photos were taken a few years ago. The photo was indeed ignored by Maria until Ramos could reprint it.

"Good parting, dear. After you see later, maybe I've gone a long way. I'm picking up the kids. I'm sure you can be a good mom and dad to all three of them. I'm sorry, because I'm you like this." He kissed the picture where his wife's face was.

Her tears are unstoppable. The heartbroken man could not imagine his life after this. Live alone and away from people and lovers. But this is a choice. Likes not to like. Want not to have to live.

Seriate....