The Love Struggle of Miss Ruth

Chapters 28. Swiping Husband

It is sad, a place that is always guaranteed cleanliness and a place that is so magnificent is now changing. A Dava must survive in an environment not so comfortable for him to live in. But all has happened, no matter the position, the law is still the law that must be passed through all the processes.

A body that is tired of working must now survive to face all the investigation process by the police.

Since yesterday, he has not even cleaned his body and still wears the same clothes.

"I brought you some food" Ruth offered a rice dish with some side dishes that she had opened at the table.

I don't know where the indifference is this time. What was clearly visible in both of the female's eye beads was only a pushy gaze. Ruth could not see the figure of Dava who always seemed energetic now can not do anything in front of him.

Dava stared at the open channels one by one and then sipped his saliva. His eyes turned on the face that seemed to be enduring the grief.

Ruth's face was reluctant to look at her husband. The ever-sharp brown netra turned glassy until his vision began to crumble due to the puddles of tears.

"I'm fine, Ruth. I'm fine." said Dava softly as a touch of his grip on the hand of the wife holding the side dish in front of them.

Only the table is now in charge of being a barrier between the two.

As the soft touch was able to feel, Ruth immediately wiped the tears that had just escaped with her sassy cheeks on the woman's smooth cheeks.

"Please be good. Don't come out without an escort from them." Dava had prepared all of his bodyguards to keep his wife out of danger before he entered the police station.

Ever since the wedding night that almost wiped out her virginity, Dava moved quickly without Ruth knowing it.

"The escort of them?" Ruth furrowed her brows staring confusedly. What does her husband mean? who are they Dava meant by? so thought Ruth when she looked questioningly at the handsome face in front of her.

One night not sleeping at home makes Ruth think if the husband is talking to you because of a lot of thoughts. Even clearly visible eyes of the husband who has begun to blacken like panda eyes.

"I've prepared some trusted guards to protect you while I'm here. So stay home as long as I'm here." Dava stared warmly at the wife.

Ruth was stunned to hear that. His eyes moved erratically looking at the husband's face. He never thought that Dava would be fully responsible for him. Until he had to give her a strict escort.

　

"Eat, I cook for you." Ruth asked after the husband's hand was removed from the back of her tiny hand.

Dava smiled and said, "Thank you."

As long as the man ate, Ruth just silently watched every mouthful in the husband's mouth. It was unbelievable to believe a man as good as Dava could commit such a crime. But to ask, Ruth felt it was not her authority to interfere.

He did not want to make Dava angry and make the atmosphere more chaotic.

"Are you okay?" Suddenly the question was a reflex he just uttered when his eyes were still staring at the man who was eating voraciously.

Dava stopped the bribe.

His eyes looked at the wife's two eyes.

"You don't have to think about this. I can finish this." said Dava then continued eating.

"How's Princess?" Dava who was eating was reminded of the figure of a boy who always made his tired disappear as soon as possible.

Who knows if at home, Mbok Nan painstakingly with him calms the child until the fever is so high since the departure of the uncle from home.

Ruth looked down for a moment. He realized that lying was not part of him, but if he was honest of course Dava would be increasingly burdened in the cell.

"The time is over. Begged the prisoner to return to the cell immediately." The voice of a police officer forced to stop Dava eating is still seen enjoying the wife's cooking for the first time.

　

Ruth who saw clearly greedy eating the husband felt unbearable. "Sir please-"

"Ruth, it's okay. I'm already full. Go home, say my regards to the Princess and Mbok."

Dava smiled as he closed the food table in front of him. "Tell them, I'll be home soon."

Ruth stopped when she wanted to ask the guard to give her husband a little more time.

"Remember my words. Don't go anywhere until I get back."

I don't know why every attention Dava always makes Ruth can't resist the tightness in her chest. It was this kind man who was fighting to protect himself. It was this angel who was suffering alone, but what did he do? continue and continue to pay attention to his little family without the slightest regret has entered into a family full of problems.

Even Dava continued to smile at her as if nothing had ever happened to her. Although the truth is, it is the heart that feels destroyed because it is disappointed in the Father. But, Ruth did not see any sadness on that face.

Ruth strengthened her heart to give a smile to her husband. "I'll go home first. Take good care of yourself." One warm kiss landed as soon as the tiny hand pulled the husband's hand and bowed and kissed the back of the hand that was working hard to keep their small family.

Dava was surprised to see the wife's behavior. He held for a moment the top of the head of the lowered wife.

"I'm sorry I haven't been able to protect you as agreed. But I make sure they'll work fine as long as I'm here, Ruth."

"Dava, don't think about us. I can do a lot of things out there. Earth is not just us."

Now the two are separated at the door of the big room.

Ruth who stepped along with Dava against the direction now stopped. He looked back.

At her sight the husband's erect back was slowly getting away from it. Unknowingly, the teardrops again fell on both of his smooth cheeks.

"I'll wait for you anytime, Dava."  The words that just slipped out in his heart with confidence.

***

In a different place that day, there was a deafening sound of laughter.

"Hahaha.great. This is a golden opportunity for me. I'm sure, Ruth. That man is not the right man for you." Joints stared at the satisfied news that had continued to spread since the morning on television.

As fast as lightning he rushed to the parking lot and drove his favorite car to the place that would deliver himself to the idol of the heart.

A cheerful smiling face continued to accompany a fairly solid journey at that time. No more sadness was seen on his face. And so with anger, all is gone.

This is the right time to think about all the tricks to win the heart of the former. Not a time to express emotions anymore, of course.