The Love Struggle of Miss Ruth

Chapters 24. Move to Work as My Husband's Secretary

The cold weather slowly became warm, as the morning sun began to radiate its heat slowly to slowly reach the point where it was when the short hand wall clock had pointed to the number 12.00.

Undeniably, now the mimic change of the face of a Dava so visible aura shade. In a room that looks magnificent, with the addition of a touch of files neatly stored on the table and the number of books about the business neatly arranged on the bookshelf in the workspace adds to the formal impression.

The two humans facing each other looked so awkward. "As I said this morning. You can't work anywhere but in my office."

The graceful face of ayu who had been silent in front of her sighed violently and then voiced out to convey the burden in her heart.

"Dava, this is not in our marriage covenant. I have to work, well if you don't want me to work in that office anymore. I've also been planning to resign."

"Our marriage is not a covenant, Ruth. But we got married without a divorce agreement. That means, we remain lawful husband and wife forever. And I became your husband and priest. Therefore, listen to my words." explained Dava firmly without accepting rejection from his wife.

"It's all for the Princess. And..well so that I don't waste helping you if only half-help for what? Already, you better just obey. Your desk is there, go to work well for me." Dava ordered by turning his eyes to the sheet in front of him at this time.

The Nerfes he had been feeling since morning deeply disturbed his mind. "Quiet, Dava. You just want to help her. Well, I'm sure it's because of my sympathy for him. She's a stupid woman."

Although he repeatedly flipped through the paper, unfortunately the feeling of dag dig dug ser still continued to race wildly in his chest this time.

While the wife who walked weak after being kicked out by the husband now landed her ass in her work chair.

"Em, Dava." call Ruth soft but clear in her husband's sense of hearing.

Dava turned his head towards him without taking off his fingers that were still holding onto the sheet of paper. "Hem, what's wrong?" tanyakanya.

"Home from here, may I make a pilgrimage to my father's tomb?" asked Ruth expectantly.

Dava nodded, "Go. But don't go anywhere after that. Go home soon." said Dava agreed.

Ruth nodded quickly and smiled. "Thank you, dad?"

No more answers were heard from the husband's lips. Although in his heart Dava was very happy to see a smile that was so sweet from the face of the wife.

"Ehem," the man deheman threw Ruth's bewildered look at him from earlier. How not to get confused? a small smile appeared on Dava's face silently.

"Huuh...is my life story gini very well? Can be made into a novel title, 'I Became Secretary of My Husband'. It's Ruth, maybe it's your lifeline." He nodded as he began to take a deep breath.

While on the other hand, precisely in the work room of a Sandoyo Joint.

His eyes stared hatefully at the table, which usually looks beautiful face always greeted him every morning and afternoon when he came home from work is now gone.

"Aragh!! Brengs*h!" he shouted while scattering all the papers that had been stacked with their respective covers on his desk.

That breath of breath even let out a sweat all around his white forehead. More precisely the forehead that already looks flushed after removing all his emotions.

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The sound of knocking on the door was heard from the outside of the room.

"Sir, excuse me." said one office staff member gently as he looked at the anger in both of the leaders eyes.

Dava looked at her intently before the door of the room was completely shut perfectly.

"What's wrong?" yell Dava.

"Where's Ruht? why hasn't the clock come yet?" tanya Jendi cut off the woman's conversation.

"Em, sorry sir-"

"You're saying you don't know? out there!" hardik Joints are so deafening that anyone who hears them.

The woman gasped in shock and immediately ran out of the room with quick steps. "Damn it, because my Ruth was the one who got snapped. Where the hell is the kid?" his grunts continued to step away from the superior's room.

Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok

Back knocking of the door is heard from outside the work space Joints. "Who?" yell Joints so fed up.

He even forgot that his office was soundproofed. "Excuse me, sir." said a hesitant man into the room.

"My campus. This kid's using the show to resign all over again. I might have been the one who hit it. Huuh." he said in his heart when he saw the expression of the Joints face that fused with the work room that looked messy.

"Sorry Sir. This is a letter from Ruth, the secretary of the Father." he explained while thrusting a map containing a letter of resignation.

Joints snatched the letter before the subordinate man's hand until it touched the letter in his own hand.

Silent. Suddenly the room became a very hot atmosphere. The sweat on the forehead of the two men both continued to pour profusely.

"Ruth is married. And her husband is entitled to women like Ruth, Joints. She's not a woman who deserves you." The voice of a man was clearly heard as he stepped into the Joints room without knocking on the door again.

"What are you here for? Please get out of my room!" Jendi sounded reluctant to mention Mr. Deni as her father again.

His broken relationship with Ruth was over his father's hard work of course. "Currently, for that woman's sake you don't even think of me, Joints? I am your father. Until whenever it will remain like that. You're Dina's husband. Don't ever fuck around again. You will be a father." insisted Mr. Deni then stepped away from the chaotic room.

"Until any time I won't acknowledge her as my wife!"  the Sickness in his heart. Even his hands were clenched tightly.

If only, he did not leave Ruth and married Dina, maybe his love story is not as sad as today of course.

Mr. Deni only chuckled wryly while shaking his head as he stepped out of the room.

"At least I can still breathe a sigh of relief" he said.

However, darling. On the different side now appears a woman who is so chaotic looks very apprehensive.

Blue lips, eyes that have been circled black, hair that has been stiff like a broom, white clothes that have been almost dark brown, dark brown, the extremely long and black nails continued to sound roaring without being able to do anything at this moment.

"My child! My boy! My boy! Please don't leave Mother! Honey, Mother please do not leave Mother. You're not wrong, you're not wrong, son!" the extremely hysterical scream now turned into a heartbreaking sobbing.

The handcuffed hands for some number of years, he could only hug in order to give himself strength.

"Hey old lady, shut up! Shall I shut the fuck up?" shouted a fierce-looking man with a face full of fine feathers.

"Return my son. Please, you must have separated me from my son. Please Sir. Please do not separate us. Dad, please Bundah Daddy. They're evil. Aaaahhhh Dad! Why did you leave Mommy alone here, Dad? hyks hyks hyks." he cried hugging his already thinner body.

For a moment the shadow of the past flashed back in his memory. The only memory she could capture in her last moments, her husband and two children hugged each other as they jumped from a height of plunge into the sea that was somehow meters deep.