The Love Struggle of Miss Ruth

Chapters 18. Hugs Can Consolidate Hearts and Thoughts

Warm hugs feel really soothing. Dava lays Ruth's body in the seat next to the wheel of her car.

Ruth curled up in tears in the warm embrace of Dava, the man who is now her husband.

"Dava," he said. "Help me." sobs were heard clearly before Dava was completely out of the arms of the woman who was none other than his wife.

Softly rubbed. In her kisses softly fragile forehead. "I won't let anything happen to you guys."

Dava took off a hand hug that coiled around the back of the man's neck. He opened the car door in the back.

"Daughter, let's go in." he told me to help the boy sit perfectly in his car.

The figure of the man who had been standing next to the car seemed confused about what to do. "Sir, Dava." she said nervously.

Anyone would be afraid to see the sharp gaze of Dava's extremely furious figure. "Let me drive your car, sir" he said despite doubts.

"Sir, you better go home. I'll go with them tonight." Dava walked around the car and entered and drove his car without a sound again.

"Davas!" the man's shout sounded clear with the body that had just stopped his running. His breath gasping stared at the departure of the car from his yard which seemed to be speeding fast.

Tonight all feels broken and broken. It never occurred to Dava or Ruth that their marriage would be this broken in the future.

In the yard was so tense, some bodyguards lowered their heads to see the look of the face of the Great Master who looked very red. With some wounds on his face.

"The child does not know himself!" he rubbed a drop of blood flowing from the corner of his lips. One corner of the man's eyes seemed to narrow due to the swelling.

On different sides at the same time.

Grips felt flowing in Ruth during the journey. Dava seemed to be injecting strength for himself with love.

"Calm down! you're safe with me, Ruth."

"Your father.he wants to harass me, Dava." Ruth sobbing.

Clear circles drip by themselves.

Dava looked at him softly. Whether there was anything with his heart, he felt an extremely painful wound at this moment. Isn't that what we call love? or is it just humanity?

"I'm sorry, Ruth. I believe in them all too much. I thought..."

Dava shook his head. The words he truly regretted were finally no longer continued. Why tell everything if it will open the wound back he thought.

"Of course, close your eyes. Soon we will arrive." he said firmly.

At the back, the adorable little face of the boy was just speechless staring at the streets with puffy eyes. He did not have the courage to speak up at this time.

Face glum. Unknowingly from the front, Dava's pair of eyes glanced towards the rearview mirror. "Daughter," he called her soft.

The boy's daydreams fell away instantly. "Em, yes Uncle." he said with an enthusiastic voice.

"Come, honey." call Dava without any body movement.

The little boy's forehead looked wrinkled. He was confused, what did he mean by coming here?

"Where, Uncle?" tanyanya wants to explain.

Dava patted the left side of his thigh, "Sit here" said Dava with a warm smile.

The smile that always makes the Princess really fall in love for the next time with the handsome Uncle.

Slowly but surely, the boy switched from the back seat to the driver's seat. Dava painstakingly helped the child sit on his lap. Perfectly splendidly. The man was driving the car by holding the child.

So warm to look. Even Ruth who had just now still looked frightened unconsciously glanced at the soothing sight beside her. Her lips smiled softly.

After a few moments of travel, Dava stopped his car right in the yard of a very familiar house.

On the inside of the house.

Two beads of eyes that had just closed, seemed to open again. "Who's coming in these nights? Non Ruth didn't come back here?" mbok Nan asked seemed to wake up from his bed.

One hand touched the side of the mattress to grab the hairpin, then rolled up her long hair.

"Yes, the sound of the car stopped" he said later.

His steps rushed towards the main door. "Non Ruth, Mr Dava, Princess?"

A shocked and shocked face as the old lady peeked out from behind the curtains of the master's house. There Ruth was seen on the papah by her handsome husband and one hand holding a little boy by her side.

"Non Ruth, what's going on here, Mr Dava?" tanyanya enthusiastically ran after opening the door and ran as hard as she could towards the courtyard of the house.

"Mbok, please take the Princess to her room well." ordered Dava and obeyed as soon as possible by Mbok Nan.

"Good, Sir. Let's putri together Mbok come on."

Submissively, Putri stepped following Mbok's steps towards his room.

Hap!

Dava carried the wife without permission from the owner of the body.

"Dava, what are you doing? lower me!" his screech hit the chest of the husband's field.

Dava just kept quiet and stepped straight towards the wife's room. "Shut up, and obey!" he said without looking at his wife's face.

Chequek! The door to the room is open.

Ruth lay on the lip of the edge of her kingsize mattress. His brownish netra noticed the movement of the husband who walked towards the place where the p3k box was in the room.

Dava took it and turned around. He stepped back to his wife.

The deg!

Hearts that had been racing normally felt so close much faster when the eyes meet with a very close distance.

"What are you doing?" dava asked so surprised when he saw the movement of Ruth's body that was about to wake up from the bed.

"I-i"

"Stop! Stay that way. Don't you see this wound on your body?" dava asked, looking at the chest of the wife, who looked like there were some scratches but not so deep.

"But, Dava-"

"Srush! Don't argue. You've become my wife. According to." the order is shrivelled.

Once again, Ruth gulped her own saliva. The smell of the body and the breath that so nourished his heart was really difficult for him to control himself.

"Ruth awake! Oh my God, what is this feeling exactly? I can't change my heart this fast. He was just a husband to secure myself from that man alone. No more." he denied that his heart began to fall into the arms of Dava Sandronata.

"Awh.sick is sick." he groaned as the open wound touched with the medicine given by the man in front of him.

Dava's hand moved to grab the wife's arm. The movement slowly but surely led the wife to embrace him again.

Perfect! Ruth can't say anything anymore. His eyes widened when he saw the position of those who were clinging to each other with one of his hands hugging at the waist of the handsome man. Suddenly, Ruth kissed the dress wrapped in a luxurious coat owned by the husband.

Conserving heart and mind.