The Love Struggle of Miss Ruth

Chapters 16. Ivan Sandronata

Everything is really out of control. Women who have always held true to self-esteem and honor were never thought to fall into the complicated marriage story as it is today.

A marriage based on mutual benefit, not marriage in terms of love and love.

The dream of marriage that gives the chant of the words ijab and qobul, now turns into a marriage that gives a sacred promise bond in the blessing.

It all just happened without the slightest obstacle.

The flashback

Now a woman with a body that has been wet in a stream that is wide enough to appear to bend her body while shedding tears.

"Oh my God, I'm sorry. Forgive all my sins." he said in his heart.

A well-dressed man looked like a priest preparing to hold a woman's head in front of him.

The tears grew louder when the voice sounded, "I baptize thee in the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit, the Lord Jesus Christ, Amen."

The sound of water covering all the faces up to Ruth's head made her want to scream hysterically at that time.

All has really happened, now he is no longer a people who have an obligation to pray five times.

I don't know what he has to do at the moment, which obviously he really doesn't know where to go. His love for religion may not be as strong as his breath which is still able to survive in this world. If only he had the courage to leave the world, he might not have abandoned his religion.

In another corner, there seemed to be a face that looked so amazed.

"It turns out he really wants me to protect. Thanks, Ruth. I'll try to protect you and make you happy."  Dava was only able to speak in his heart without expression.

Clearly, he could see the look of sadness on the face of the beautiful woman. Dava wakes up from his daydream and immediately grabs a towel and takes it to the woman who will soon be his wife. Either for a while or forever.

"Thank you, Ruth" he said, then looked at the face of ayu who looked red-eyed in front of him now.

"It's just for me and the princess. You don't have to thank me, Mr. Dava." he said, then left Dava and joined several other congregations who are praying for him at this time.

Flashback off

If possible for most people, marriage is something that will be in the future and will never be ashamed of him. Unlike the case with Ruth this time, to smile even he was very powerless. It seems that until now, he still dreams if he has tied the sacred promise of marriage with a man whom he does not even know at all. Wh who? from where? and what's his attitude?

Dava, the man who came into his life only as a warm-hearted man to the child. Not to him, but how could his heart melt to accept the offer to marry the man he did not recognize.

And today, just being in the arms of two women, namely Princess and Mbok Nan. Ruth poured out everything in her heart that she could not speak.

"Non, why are you crying? today Non Ruth has to smile. Non married to a man of her own choice. The man who loves Non and also the Princess" said Mbok Nan hugging Ruth's body tightly which felt cold heat.

Hearing Mbok Nan's words, Ruth closed her eyes even more. His face he put deeply into the body of the old woman. Perhaps, only he and his heart at this moment could speak. "Mbok, he's not my man of choice. He's not the guy I want to marry, Mum. This marriage.hiks hiks hiks is not the marriage I want, Mbok. I had to do everything." With just a roaring scream in his heart, Ruth could not let out any burden on his chest.

"Ehem..." Deheman's voice sounded so shocking the whole room.

The man in a deep brown suit stood gallantly in the doorway. His black hair seemed perfectly arranged. But not with two beads in his eyes, he seemed to stare one by one the dresser and make up in the room. Everyone seems afraid because work is not in accordance with the time.

Dava's cold gaze shifted towards the two women who were still hugging but staring at him.

"Ruth, get ready. Guests have been waiting a lot." he asked without saying stale again.

"Daughter, come with Uncle." take him to hold the beautiful boy in white dress.

There was no answer from Ruth's lips. The woman just stared at the passing of the child with the man who had become her husband at this time.

"Come Non. Mbok help yah?" Mbok Nan seemed to wipe the tears of Ruth who continued to fall.

"Mom, aren't you going to suffer up there seeing Ruth convert?" tanyanya suddenly cried again when remembering her late parents who since childhood had never seen.

"Non, it's all happening. Mbok can't talk anymore. Only God knows, No. Pray Non, hopefully this will all be best for Non and family." Mbok Nan advised with a wrong face.

Because in the religion of Islam, all good behavior of righteous children will continue to flow in the charity of parents who are gone. But what is Ruth doing now? he renounced his beliefs for the sake of marriage. And how are his parents now? he felt useless as a child.

"Pity of Non Ruth. O Allah, why is it so severe that you gave him the ordeal? Why do you even test religion in Non-Ruth, God? Bad man but faith, then you test again with a good man, but not the faith.".huuuh." Mbok Nan is only able to speak in the heart. Indeed, he also felt a very tiredness in the master who had been loyal to him until he grew up.

"If there's still Mr. Jeff and Mr. Berson, the two of them will definitely be able to protect his younger brother at this time. It's a pity that all names are left." muttered Mbok Nan considering the two figures of a tiny man who used to always fill his emptiness.

The elegant face of ayu now looks perfect with thin makeup polish and brick red dress choice of the handsome husband of course.

"Let's Miss" the voice of a woman dressed gracefully who was none other than a secretary in Dave Sandronata's office.

"Em..thanks Devi." said Ruth with a forced smile received Devi's hand that is now coiled in her arm. While some women were out of nowhere, Ruth did not know him at all. They seemed to be holding the tail of her dress with great caution.

One by one the stairs he looked incandescent in sequence, Ruth's bead was fixed on the many attendants who were present down there. Whoever they were, he didn't know her at all, all so foreign this time. Obviously, they are people who are not just anyone.

Now he stopped walking when someone's hand greeted him under the stairs. "Come," he said without smiling and now the two hands are fused in the grasp.

Many clapping sounds rang out, two people who had become one seemed to step towards the front. Where is their place to receive invited guests who are present at this happy event. Be happy? no. gabe. No one is happy here. It may be true, but only happy in the drama.

Is it the same as what Dava Sandronata is feeling right now? I don't know. Only you and God know.

A short night, some of the process of the evening's event was ranging from a few words of welcome from Dava and the male side of the family to the dance, and also the photo session went smoothly.

Brakk!!!

The sound of the door closed when the figure of a very and very cold-faced man entered the room.

"Well...Wh-mister?" said the woman who was drowning looked surprised at the figure of a man who was very scary.

The eyes full of desire were clearly there. A triumphant smile was clearly visible on his face. Not the gaze of*****, but rather the gaze of a psychopath more precisely.

"Are you surprised? uh huh? Do you think the one who's going into this room is Dava? Fetish woman!" A voice full of rage so powerful woke up the entire smooth feather on the body of the beautiful woman.

Ruth shook her head wanting to dodge Mr. Iwan Sandronata. "No, what do you want here, sir? Please let me out of here."

"Davas!"

"Davas!"

Ruth screamed as loud as possible, hoping that her husband would come to her aid. How could their first night turn into their first night with the in-laws. It's not funny, he thought.

"Where are you going? huh!" Mr. Iwan now clutched his son-in-law's small arm knowing Ruth would run from him to the door.

"No! Help u! let go of me, Mister!"