The Love Struggle of Miss Ruth

The Love Struggle of Miss Ruth
Chapters 175. The development of Mr. Wilson



Two eyes that had almost the same color of tanned seemed to look on full of deep sadness. Wanting to step back from a life that made her feel like she was swaying, Ruth was willing to get out of the house and leave everything behind.


He was very unwilling to make a good man like Dava hurt even deeper, It was enough all the problems he brought into his brother's life while with him.


"Sister Jeff is a good man, Mother. All this time he took good care of me. Not letting my tears fall as long as there is him. Wouldn't I be a very cruel person if I kept getting him hurt until now, Mother?" Ruth cried after telling her that.


Tarisya shook his head unable to speak anything anymore at this moment. He no longer knew what to say.


"That has become his responsibility as an older brother, son" he said hugging tightly the body of the girl who had been seen getting fuller.


"You can't go anywhere.let alone see your two-bodied situation now, dear. It's all gonna get better with time."


The joint that had been staring at the two women in front of him could only fall silent. There would be nothing he could do to stop the grief of his beloved sister.


"Mother please very much, take control of your feelings, son. Until whenever and however the relationship won't be anything."


"If I could do that so easily, Mother. I'll do it without Mother telling me. But why does this heart always go against my mind, Mother?" inward Ruth just silent to hear the mother's words.


"Yes.." the shrill voice of someone in the night made everything in the room immediately turn to the source of the sound.


"Sorry, Madam. I found the Master in front of his room pushing the wheelchair almost down." Mbok Nan, who appeared to be pushing a wheelchair behind the paralyzed man, immediately explained why he had taken his master to a room that was feeling so hot tonight.


"Astagfirullah Father..." Tarisya and Ruth spoke in unison seeing the father was able to let out his voice a little and limp.


"Mother, just let Shandy compress Jeff. Mother accompany Father only." he said when he saw one hand Mbok Nan was holding a compress tool that had been turned over by the employer.


"Shandy, let Mommy do it. You're just here. Your father will stay here with us." Tarisya walked slowly towards her husband and took over the wheelchair push from Mbok Nan.


"En.em...em,"


Of course the wife is not confused. He could already guess with the movements of his eyes, lips, and hands.


"Yes, Dad. They've split up. Mommy won't let the marriage go on, Dad don't worry, okay?" he cupped the husband's face with both hands.


Several times Mr. Wilson attempted to say something so agitatedly. However, his lips were still very difficult to make a clear sound.


"Dad, Mommy is so happy to see Dad starting to talk. By calling the name of Mother. Thank you, Dad has the spirit to heal." soft embrace he gave to the husband in the room.


Although the atmosphere is not supportive, but the development of the husband makes him very happy.


For a moment he forgot the two figures that were close to each other at this moment. Ruth looked at the sister's face with a pushy look. Although they have been there for a long time, the signs of Dava consciousness are still not seen.


"S-yeah, me-mere-ka..b-bu-bu-an..a-k-k-ki-t-a." The recitation of the rebellious husband made Tarisya let go of his embrace.


She frowned filled with disbelief hearing her husband could talk even more about their son.


"Hehehe...What the hell are you talking about? They are clearly our children. The length of time we've been around makes Dad can't remember if our son was big, right?" although surprised but calm attitude Tarisya able to make him keep a positive mind of what the husband said.


Back Mr. Wilson shook his head.


"Mother, I'd better take him to the room. Dad must be tired, maybe his memory is a little disturbed because of the captivity..." Jendi asked the mother to leave the room with her father.


"Yes you're right, Berson. Your father must still not be fully healed..." Tarisya quickly brought the husband to go to their room.


His heart felt a little calm seeing the development of the husband at this time.