The Love Struggle of Miss Ruth

Chapters 186. The Arrival of the Mother

When everything is busy with their respective affairs, unlike the case with the man who had been faithful in the room without going out.

His pain overcame all the energy in his body this time, if he usually chose to concern himself with work and work. Not this time.

To stand up from the bed he was no longer able to. The two legs that were always stepping firmly suddenly lost the strength to support his sturdy body.

The moist eyes that were exposed to the afternoon sun seemed to sleep comfortably without knowing if time had moved so fast. The tiredness that he had forgotten to feel all this time was finally able to make his body rest soundly.

"No. We can't be apart."

"Don't do it, Ruth."

"No. You know I'd do anything to keep you with me?"

Although the body looks to sleep soundly, but the heart and mind still work hard to think about all the problems that occur with the sister. Dava has such a fragile heart right now.

Weary. It is very tired if you continue to get trials in matters about the heart. If he could have chosen, maybe Dava would have given a red mark on the issue of love. He is really fed up if he continues to be played with love again.

The kreeek!! Suddenly the sound of the door squeaking very slowly after the greeting that did not get an answer from the owner of the room.

"Just go in, Auntie. Like sister Dava exhausted." dina's message as she escorted Sarah to her adopted son's room.

He came along with Wuri, but he chose to wait in front for a while to give them time to speak from heart to heart. Because he also felt reluctant if he had to come face to face with Mr. Wilson. The man who suffered as a result of her husband and also the husband of Wuri.

"Thank you, son." said Sarah looking at Dina who was so polite and gentle. He smiled and stepped in alone.

After saying thank you, Dina finally decided to close the door of her sister-in-law's room back. She left Sarah alone in the room.

Step by step he reached until finally now in the last step he bent his lips that held the sound of sobbing.

Tears immediately fell just looking at his adopted son who he had not seen for so long. Dava is really very good, his respect for the mother all this time makes Sarah can not just forget her adopted child.

He sobbed at the innocent face of Dava. True, if you want to see a face that is so sincere and very sincere, look when the person is asleep. Truly all the anger and even hatred will surely be melted when you see a face that is sleeping like Dava today.

"Dad..why did you do this to my son? Wh why? He's such a good boy, Dad?" sarah's tears remember the attitude of the husband who was so hearty to his adopted son.

Slowly, he rubbed the tears that had flooded his cheeks. He walked with his face to the window of Dava's room. At the pull of the window curtain that made Dava's face highlighted the sunlight that afternoon.

Looking back where the handsome man was still listening to his regular snoring. Smile and step back and sit on the side of the bed.

Sarah's soft smile was so sincere when the blind eyes of the twilight looked at the son's shady face. Already very longed his heart wanted to caress Dava's hair drizzle. His son has grown so grown up without feeling.

The pair of brow rattles instantly as it feels someone touching its head. Sarah was still smiling and kept wiping the child's head.

His memory returned a few years ago when Dava was eight years old. Where he had to learn many things by taking a break and even playing. Iwan, the husband educated her very hard. Les in between hours of rest he continued to force for the sake of the child could be a successor to the company he had built with a devious path.

There was only Sarah who paid attention to the little Dava back then when she wanted to sleep at night. Often Dava felt a headache when he wanted to sleep at night because his head was receiving too many lessons.

The flashback

"Sleep, Dav." asked Sarah that night. He had moved from the child's room when he wanted to turn off the room light and replace it with a sleeping lamp.

Sarah doesn't mind. He smiled and nodded and brought the child's head to lie on his lap.

"Is your head hurting?" ask Sarah with attention.

Little Dava nodded weakly. "My head hurts a lot, Mom. Dad keeps asking me to memorize everything I've learned and tomorrow I have to explain it again. While tomorrow Dava has a quiz with Mr. Born." he bent his face lethargic.

Night is the time to rest, but how could he sleep peacefully while the burden on his head still have to continue to be managed until tomorrow faced with the father back.

And slowly Sarah's hand was able to put the child to sleep quickly. Every night he does the same thing. Coming to accompany the child to put him to sleep with his soft hands he stroked his forehead until Dava's little black hair.

Flashback off

The touch of a hand that is very familiar for a long time already feels Dava did not get. "Mother.." she said when the pair of eyes were still closed enjoying the touch that she missed so much.

It was a pleasure for Sarah to hear a call that even she did not expect if Dava was still willing to call it with the call of love.

Well, Mom is a call dear according to Sarah.

It was not that the pair of eyes and Dava felt like a dream when he saw the face of the mother in front of him at this time.

Back those eyes explained the wider view. It was really the mother he saw. Once again Dava rubbed his eyes that felt stiff.

"I'm sorry if it comes off so badly." said Sarah realized her last meeting with Dava was not good.

They live like two people who don't know each other.

Dava's current fragile state makes him unable to attach importance to his ego. He rose from his sleep and immediately embraced the mother in front of him.

How surprised Sarah was to get such treatment from the child. He really doesn't think it out. His face was in shock with lips that were already dumbfounded staring towards the front with a blank look.

There was the sound of Dava so bitter in the arms of the mother. He was really crying out for all his pain right now.

Without feeling Sarah also shed tears. His chest was also tight to realize how much pain Dava felt, clearly heard from the way he hugged Sarah's body tightly and the sound of crying that was so vibrating.

Slowly Sarah's hand grabbed the child's back to return his embrace.

On his swab many times the back of that field. "Say. Who made you hurt like this?" ask her with a weak tone of speech.

Dava still can't make a sound. He continued to silence his lips, holding back his baritone voice so as not to be heard out of the room.

"Dav.." - Sarah returns. He distanced his body after successfully releasing that hug.

In the face of the child. "What's wrong? Tell Mom." both of her hands that already looked wrinkled trying to cupping the handsome face of Dava who kept wanting to dodge from her.

Unexpectedly, if Sarah's current arrival to the child's residence gets a sad show like this. Even he always thought if Dava lived happily all this time with his new family. In fact, everything was inversely proportional when he watched with his own eyes.

Dava's not okay right now. He is very fragile in his life.