The Love Struggle of Miss Ruth

Chapters 115. Wants Dava Back

In the room, Dava looks to be stringing a tie helped by his beloved wife. "Your tie looks very little. Is there no other tie?" tell Ruth to pay attention to her husband's work tie which is just that.

Dava's hand rubbed the wife's wet hair gently. "Everything I live in the house. There's no way I'm going there, right?" answer back with a question.

"Later tonight we go buy a tie. What time are you home, honey?" asked Ruth with a smile.

The happiness that her husband and her son created this morning still lingers in her mind. It was a beautiful morning for Ruth.

"It's still good. Some other ties are also still very good. We use the money for our children's birth later." Dava said, very sad.

Although they are currently managing their own company, but that does not mean they have a lot of money like the owner of the company in general.

There is still a lot of capital that they have to spend in the future.

"Dav.." persuaded Ruth to look at her husband.

Dava worked so hard without pay. Of course it was all at his own request. While for daily expenses he asked the wife who held it full.

The cup!

Dava kissed Ruth's forehead long enough. Ruth just showed her sad face seeing the sincerity of her husband to her. Without him knowing, Dava is giving strength to himself at this time.

Dava closed his eyes, "How can I make you my sister, Ruth? This heart is so sick it denies not to love you. This heart aches." - Dava's screams strengthened him not to cry.

"It has. Now let's take me out." he smiled after wiping his two teary eyes after being closed for quite a while.

But alas, Ruth was aware of the change in the gaze of those black eyes. He looked up and looked inside. "Dav, are you crying?" he said with full conviction.

"No. Who's crying?" kilah Dava smiled as brightly as possible.

"Yes, you're crying. Dav, I'm gonna tell you what's going on?" asked Ruth again cupped the face of the husband who tried to avoid his sight.

"I'm sick, Ruth. I'm very sick. My body is very weak, to stand even I am not very strong. Sooner or later I will become a Joints that can only cry out to you without being able to hug you like this again. Will I ever be like Joints that can only cry seeing you happy with another man? No. gabe. No, Ruth. I couldn't bear it if it happened. I won't be strong."  Dava stared deeply into the brown net that had been his encouragement all along.

"I'm just happy to have a family right now, honey. Soon there will be this baby in our lives."

"Will he call me Father or Uncle? I'm not at all willing for that to happen." Dava said a lie to his wife.

"Let's have breakfast."

"But, Dav-"

"Shhh..ayo. There is no buts. I have to get to the office." said Dava holding his wife's hand to the dining table.

There, the Princess seemed to smile broadly at the arrival of the Mamah and Father. Dava who looked at his son's hair was very unbearable.

"Daughter, you better let Mbok Nan fix your hair. It was very embarrassing in front of your friends later." said Dava realized his inability to create hair.

"Dad, this is gonna be great. Mbok Nan also does like this every day. The princess will show off to her friends at school. Where there they have a father as good as Father Daughter. Isn't that right, Mbok?" knock the boy off by resuming his breakfast.

"Yes, just go. Rather than the length of his business." Inner Mbok Nan looked for a safe path this time.

Everyone started to sit on the dining table chairs, except for Ruth. His brown eyes looked around realizing a figure he had never met lately.

"Mbok, is Brother Berson not home yet?" ask her with a worried face.

"Em, it doesn't seem like Non yet. Mr. Jendi did not come home last night. If usually he would go home even if only shower at dawn and to the office again. But tonight is not going home at all." explained Mbok Nan who realized Joints did not wake him up tonight to open the door.

"Alright Mbok. I'll call her myself." Ruth said, looking for her phone in the room. But Dava immediately prevented it.

"Darling, breakfast first. Come on." Dava pulled Ruth's hand quickly and asked her to sit next to him.

Finally, with doubts, Ruth had breakfast with the others.

"It's the milk, it's the drink." Dava gave the wife a glass of pregnant milk.

While in a different house...

"Thank God, Joints. I'm so happy with your decision this time, son. Forgive Mom and Dad?" Wuri clasped Joints hands on the dining table.

Dina who looks unwell after last night's incident was ordered by Joints for a special break today.

At the dinner table, Sarah and Wuri listen to Joints explanation after breakfast together.

"Easy, Mom. Don't talk about everything anymore. I don't want to remember it anymore. It's enough I'm hurt, this time let me forget those bitter memories and start everything from scratch." said Jendi staring at the mother full of supplication.

Wuri nodded. "Yes, Honey. I won't talk about it anymore. Now go to the office. I'll clean both of you're rooms. At least tonight you can sleep peacefully in a clean room" he said feeling sorry because last night Jendi was forced to sleep in the room that became the warehouse of the house.

While the other room occupied Sarah, Wuri and also Dina threesome.

"alright. Joints go first, ma'am." she kissed the back of Wuri's and Sarah's hands.

The two women chose to go to work in the middle of the day. They had contacted the previous office to change their shift.

"Wuri, you're lucky to be back with your son..." Sarah gazed at the loss of Joints from the door of their house.

Currently, he could only live with Wuri without feeling the life with his own family.

Hearing the saying, Wuri felt aware of the fate of his friend who was the same as him before.

"You're patient, huh? Dava's a very good boy. Even his attitude was much more mature than Joints. I'm sure he'll take you with him later..." Wuri embraces Sarah's sad lowered shoulders beside him.

Sarah can't say anything more. He just sobbed in silence this time.

"I can't hope for anything else, Wuri. I realized everything we did was nothing good for Dava. It's natural that he doesn't remember me at all at this time. We are parents who deserve to be forgotten. Even his relationship with Ruth was very much about by my husband.hiks hyks hyks."

"Sar, you don't deserve to say that. What you do is the same as what we do. Now it's time to get them to stand up. Okay?"