The Love Struggle of Miss Ruth

Chapters 133. Home for Mother and Father

After successfully getting out of the crowd of news pursuers, now Dava can finally breathe a sigh of relief in the car with her parents.

Tarisya who already looked much healthier than before noticed that everyone outside the car was knocking on the car door.

"Son, why don't you let them cover us? At least it can be used as a lesson for the bad people out there to repent." he said gently.

Dava glanced at the rearview in front of him. The face of ayu the mother was clear at that time. "Mother, we better keep it a secret. I don't want our family to be the talk of many people and threatened our safety again. Until now we don't know if it's out there completely exhausted Dad's enemies?" he explained as he turned on the car engine and drove away from the sad place.

Tarisya who heard the explanation from the child finally nodded his head in understanding. They also enjoy the journey in silence. Next to Tarisya was the figure of the husband who had no voice at all. He looked at his son's body from behind.

"My son.you are already big and mature. Forgive me for not being on your side all these years. Forgive me for not being a full father to you." He looked at Dava with a sad look.

All just because of a treasure, the happiness of one family shattered.

Seeing the sadness of the husband, Tarisya immediately grasped the hand of the saumi who was so weak. His body was much worse than his wife's.

"Our son grew up well, Dad. You don't have to worry and worry, do you? Now calm your mind so that you can heal and be happy with our children." She smiled and said soft words to her husband.

While Dava who sat in front was only silent to hear the words of his parents behind him.

"How do you feel if you know our marriage, Mother, Father?" Can you accept that reality?" Dava kept asking in his heart.

This time he was very confused to deal with all these problems alone. A few moments passed, now they arrived at a house that was so beautiful and soothing to the eyes. Minimalist house but looks so beautiful with all kinds of flowers and trees in the garden that is not so spacious.

The smile on Tarisya's face disappeared instantly. He didn't know whose house they were heading to this time. "Jeff, why are we here? Whose house is this? Did you guys sell our house first?" a series of questions he asked without being able to wait for the explanation of the child.

If that were true, he wouldn't mind. The departure of both parents will certainly make the children difficult to survive. And selling any relics was certainly the best way they could do at that time.

"Our house..." Dava was nervous about what to reason with his mother this time.

Another lie is covered with another lie. Of course he was very tired like this, having to lie with every question his mother asked him.

"Em the Mother, our home is currently under police surveillance. So it would be nice if Dad is outpatient in this house with Mother. Jeff will see you every day. And one more thing, don't worry, Jeff will continue to monitor the cctv that has been connected to this phone, Mother. You'll be safe." He showed his cell phone to the mother who was behind him.

"Mother and Dad are so sad, Jeff. You even grew up well without us as your parents."

"Already, Mother. Everything is done well. Now it's time for us to look forward to life together."

They arrived inside the house with a very awkward face. Even if they are family, but Tarisya feels nervous if he wants to be close to the child. There is a distance that makes them can not be as close as children and parents.

"This is Father and Mother's room. You can rest right now. Jeff had to go to the office immediately because there was a meeting today that Jeff delayed this morning." he explained when he saw the clock in his hand.

Tarisya smiled and then nodded. "Alright, Son. Come back soon with your brothers. Mother wants to gather with them immediately." beg her with a sad face.

Dava was silent when he heard the word 'together with your sisters.' How could he bring Ruth with him to this house? There's no way Dava would let all his struggles fall apart. At least eight months, well eight months. Dava took eight months to protect his wife and baby from the pressures of family problems.

"Em, I'm sorry Shandy, Mother. He can't be with us anytime soon. Our company is currently sending him overseas for approximately eight months."

Batapa surprised Tarisya when he heard the reason of the child this time. "What's? Delapaln moon? Jeff, you're not kidding Mommy, are you, son?" He could not believe that his meeting with the child would have to be delayed for that long.

"No, Mommy. Thas right. Our company is in need of a lot of investors from abroad. That's why Shandy is so good at marketing. Until we decide it is he who will go. While Jeff and Berson will handle clients in Indonesia."

There was disappointment in the eyes of the Mother, but Dava could not care about it. He must be strong and strong for the life of the child and the health of the wife.

"Yes, Jeff. Go to the office. Thank you for taking care of your brothers, son. Mother is proud of you. Be careful on the road." Tarisya rubbed the child's high head which he could barely reach.

Dava smiled and held her hand back. He kissed the back of the hand and then passed away afterwards.

"Om Joints where are they? This is Putli's clock. Huh dasal said he wanted to pedekate the same Putli but ninggain transparent. Dad is second to none." The princess grumbled in annoyance when she saw the watch in her hand already showing at 10:00.

The hours of rest have begun, even his distended stomach already feels so hungry want to be filled immediately. Today is Jendi's first day accompanying her at school. Because the days are usually Mbok Nan who is always loyal to him.

The little boy seemed to be clinging to the door of his class. His eyes glanced back and forth looking for the figure of a man who was very annoying to him.

"Oh..put Putli lapel this very lapel..how if Putli fainted gala-wala slumber?" his face was sweating withstanding the pain in his stomach.