The Love Struggle of Miss Ruth

Chapters 6. Treatment of Mbok Nan

The movement of the hand at that time also stopped in the next second. The extremely deafening sound of success became a truly damned barrier of action.

"Stop!"

Hearing the noise of Dava's voice, the sleeping Princess was immediately shocked in Mbok Nan's sling.

"Hiks hyks...Mamah." her cries whine.

"Stay away from me. Just go! Please go" Ruth pleaded with Dava.

No matter if it is now seen fresh blood pouring in the grip.

"Non Ruth, Master's hand is bleeding."

Ruth turned towards the grasp of her hand that was holding a sharp object. "Who are you?"

"There is no need to know who I am, which is clear you have hurt my hand." said Dava stared intently at Ruth's sad face.

Dava looked at the crying Princess inside Mbok Nan's arms in fear. "Mbok, take the Princess to her room. Let me talk to him for a minute."

"Good, Sir." Mbok Nan brought the Princess into the room without daring to open the boy's face earlier.

He knew the eyes of a boy were still very innocent. Sacred and so easy will find out what his curiosity is. And at this time, the Princess is very bad if she sees the mother's reckless actions.

In any case, suicide is a mistake that the creator hates very much.

As far as Mbok Nan and Putri, Ruth is now just sitting limp.

He hated his life so much. Why is life so cruel on his side. He was truly cursing his current life path.

To him Joints was a man who loved him so sincerely. Even during this time, the man had always been vehemently opposed to his parents' desire to part with Ruth.

And now what do they get? a farewell wanted by Joints themselves. All because of misunderstanding.

"Can I help you?" a foreign voice that sounded clear and very close to him suddenly retracted Ruth's consciousness.

He looked, looked, and investigated. Who is this foreigner? he thought.

"No, go. And don't interfere with my family." Ruth refused with a stroke.

"Well, if you refuse. At least don't refuse me to get close to the Princess. Poor thing, that little kid has to sacrifice."

The initial words were a great relief. But not Dava at the end.

"What do you mean? who sacrificed the princess? you're just a stranger. Go!"

"No, I just want to see him next time. I hope you don't forbid it." said Dava insisted.

I don't know why he felt so anxious and always wanted to get closer to the little boy in the Princess.

After a fruitless bargaining session, Dana and Ruth are silent. Ruth seemed to be sitting on the chair, with a blank look. Dava looked at him deeper and deeper.

Sympathetic, interested and no sense of let alone. So hard to explain. He could not bear to see this woman in front of him crying without a sound.

Sometimes crying with a roar is not good. But isn't that much better, than seeing a noiseless cry? but it clearly paints how painful that cry is.

"Ruth, are you desperate?" ask Dava who knows since when it is closer and not apart anymore.

In the corner of this room, Dava continued to strengthen her embrace of Ruth. While on the door of the room look two beads eyes are perfectly rounded.

"Huh? hugs..Will TG know Non Ruth? May they do and may they also fight hehehe. Aamiin O Allah." said Mbok Nan who prayed in his heart and slowly closed the door again.

TG, is Mr. Ganteng. Well, at least that title can make Dava a man who holds a different title from others.

The door was tightly closed, and it was perfectly locked there.

Ruth, who had been rebelling since then, wanted to escape, finally gave up. His strength, his heart, and his mind were all drained. Now he can only move.

While Dava, felt there was comfort in that embrace. Even now the two eyes of the man's eagle are closed carried away.

Intentions want to calm down, why so he who feels calm at this time.

It was a different atmosphere outside the house that night.

"Sir," Mbok Nan called a small run towards a car that was still perfectly parked in front of the employer's house.

"Yes Mbok. What was? Where's Mr Dava?" ask the driver.

"Sir, oh his name is Mr Dava? he said he didn't want to go home. Father told me to go home. And pick me up here tomorrow morning. Sana quickly go home, sir." ordered Mbok Nan who slightly pushed Pak Landu into the car after he opened the door of the steering wheel.

"Well, Mbok. But-"

"Oh, go home. Mr. Dava will be angry. Want to get fired?" mbok Nan asked half-threatening.

"Yes, I'm home. But do not ngusir-ngusir gini Mbok." said Mr. Landu a little annoyed mixed confused.

"Heh. for those who have a beautiful home. No need to worry if you are here. At least it's not pellet science. But, how come Mr Dava wants to sleep in people's places? usually in the hotel wait for the urgent time just want to sleep in the hotel" he said on the trip when the feeling of confusion still haunts him.

The man continued to shake his head. "Master...Signore. Never nyantol with girls, once nyantol directly stay at home. Hehe. Good thing Madam's the same great sir is still abroad."

Meanwhile, after the departure of the car driven by Mr. Landu. Then Mbok Nan smiled widely. He locked the door and pulled the key to the main door. Turn off the lights and step towards the Princess' room.

"Huuuh.

"Oh my God, forgive me tonight. But somehow that TG face really made my heart melt. May he be the angel you sent to Non-Ruth, O God."

Slowly the prayer after prayer that Mbok Nan chanted that night began to close his eyes. Carrying a tired body soared into the sky to seven.

No one knows, if in the next room Dava starts knocking, banging, and turning the door handle.

"Ruth, please help open the door. I want to go to the restroom for a while" he said when he felt there were guests who wanted to go out there.

With a face, Ruth turned to look at the man. "That's there's a bathroom. Go." she said after that, closed her eyes and hugged a pillow on the bed.

His feelings suddenly calmed down after a long time getting a hug from a Dava. His eyes slightly opened, staring at the back of the man who was now walking towards the bathroom.

"Who is he, Lord? Why is his embrace alone able to calm me down like this? not a single word we say. But what is this? this tranquility I've never had in a Joints hug in all this time?" inner Ruth begins to compare herself Joints with Dava.

Suddenly, those eyes were forced. "No, Ruth. It's just temptation. Trust me, this is a test of your love. But...what should I do now? fighting is impossible too. Mr. Deni, I won't be silent as long as I'm still with his son."

The inner quarrel slowly also ushered himself into dreamland with a sign of the sound of snoring breathing that began to be regular.

The one-sided shahdu gaze painted a smile on the handsome face of a Dava Sandronata. "Sugary.." he said softly.