The Love Struggle of Miss Ruth

Chapters 132. Results of the Judgment Conference

Of course it looks unusual in the face of the old woman. Ruth was silent while watching Mbok Nan who had earlier said she wanted to go to the kitchen but looked heavy leaving the sofa she was sitting on.

"Mbok Nan, what's the matter?" he asked her who got up from her seat. Ruth walked past Mbok Nan, making Mbok Nan's gaze follow the direction of her steps.

"Already, Mbok. Now let me just go to the kitchen. Mbok's turn is sitting watching the movie okay?" Ruth smiled looking at the stiff expression of Mbok Nan.

"Daaaa, Mbok." He passed away leaving Mbok Nan who was still dumbfounded to see his very strange behavior.

"Haduuuh congratulations, Lord." On his soft elus sagging chest. He breathed a sigh of relief to see Ruth departing from there.

"Yes, really, must be spit on this sense..."

For a second, "Well, it's safe.hehehehe." Mbok Nan applauded happily after removing the cable from his home television channel.

In the kitchen, Ruth seemed enthusiastic about frying potatoes and singing happily. His face was radiant while moving one hand up and down on his flat stomach.

"You can't wait, I want to see you born into this world. Bobok same sister Princess and Dad, we sunbathe in front of the house with Dad, we see Dad go to the office early in the morning. I can't wait to see that day. We'll all gather, honey." Now Ruth who was busy frying potatoes felt something unusual.

His chest suddenly tightened. Not pain in general, whether things are so difficult to explain.

"My face..What is this?" the battery switched to touching the chest that was getting sipped.

"Dava..is she okay?" Ruth immediately remembered the figure of the husband who had just left the house to the office.

"When did I contact him? This morning is the meeting schedule. I was afraid to disturb my husband. Dav, why do I feel like something's happening to you?" Ruth held back a puddle of tears that wanted to fall instantly.

A wife's bad feelings are certainly true. Here, Dava is listening carefully about all the judge's verdicts.

"Brother Dava, as the representative of the family of the victim...." The voice in the trial that echoed. It contains an explanation of how all the cases unfold until the blood relationship between Dava and his wife was revealed.

Dava sat down, his tears falling. Whatever the pain, today was the most painful day for her. Where everyone in the room knows his status and the wife.

"With all the evidence and with fair decisions. We accept the victim's family's claim for the punishment the defendant got."

That's roughly the sound that continues to be heard in the courtroom.

"Brother Iwan Sandronata and brother Deni Salim Perdana are in legal reality for life!"

Tok Tok Tok

The sound of hammering was tense in the room. The cries of all who heard the verdict of the presiding judge seemed to fill a room that was not so spacious.

Dava was crying between being grateful and also being sad. His heart is fragile when considering his status that is threatened to divorce after the wife gave birth.

"Dav," called Rafael who had just moved from his seat and approached his friend.

Dava looked at her with eyes so full of tear fluid.

"I'm sorry, Dav. If only it had been this painful, I might have chosen not to investigate even if you had asked me for help..." He patted Dava's shoulder gently.

Wuri, and Sarah wept at the thought of their husband who would never see them again. No wife would have the heart to see the husband suffer despite how evil the husband has been to them all this time.

Such is the tenderness of a woman's heart, sometimes they choose their own pain rather than having to see the person he loves sick alone without it.

"Thank you very much, sir." Dava shook hands with some of the lawyers and his team up front. He tried his hardest to stay strong in front of people.

Although it was clear that the tears in both of his eyes kept falling and as soon as he removed them.

"Patience, Mr. Dava."

"You're strong, Mr. Dava."

"Hopefully be sincere, sir. It's a very painful thing."

Such were the words of those who knew the case of Dava and Ruth. Even they all understood that Ruth was no longer present in the verdict trial.

Slowly, the room became empty. Dava sat alone in the middle seat of the room. He looked down at every tear that had fallen on his hand.

"What should I tell you, honey? What should I do from today?" He sobbed until both of his shoulders seemed to tremble holding back the sound of crying that wanted to come out of his mouth.

Dava was really powerless if after this he had to face the woman who always pierced deeper into his heart.

"Should I stay away from this second, Ruth? Should I be willing to start this second to become your sister?" All the questions he asked in his heart.

"Son..." That weak shaking voice sounded so clear. Dava looked back and saw the figure of a woman pushing a wheelchair that was sitting on a man.

Quickly, he wiped away the tears that had soaked his cheeks. Dava smiled with eyes that kept shedding tears without being able to stop. Today was the day that tortured him the most.

"Mother, Father..." Dava stood up and approached his parents.

"Don't cry. We're doing fine. Let's get out of here." Tarisya pulled Dava's hand and pointed it at the iron wheelchair of his father.

"Dav, I'm sorry. They insist on seeing you even if they arrive late. Because the new doctor gave permission after getting certainty of your father's condition improved and convinced to be taken out of the hospital." Rafael comes back with some of his members explaining to Dava.

"Thank you. Thanks again, Raf." Dava spoke with a very cloudy face. As the weather outside began to show flashes of lightning in the black cloudy sky.

"Dav's? You mean the police? This is Jeff, why did his name change?" Tarisya who did have a much healthier situation immediately protested when he heard the name of his son was different.

"Em, Mommy. It was a close call from Jeff with the closest people." explained Dava who was reluctant to get into new problems again.

"Oh, okay. Mommy thought there was something to change that name." Tarisya smiled relievedly hearing that.

"Come, we're out of here. Let Daddy, Dava push Mommy." Dava took over the wheelchair of the father who can't speak now.

While Rafael and his members also oversaw Dava's departure because it was outside the court office that many journalists had asked for the results of this trial. They are very enthusiastic to cover the verdict, but unfortunately. At Dava's request, all access is closed.

He did not want the circumstances of his family and his small family to be the talk of people about inbreeding.