Caught in the Love of the Past
Chapter 22

Dimas was increasingly upset to hear his wife begin to dare to refute what he said. Dimas approached his wife who was still sitting on the floor. He clutched his wife's arm so tightly that she felt pain.

“It's good to argue now, yes. Is this what your affair teaches you?” snapped Dimas.

Fitri just silent, he stared intently at the husband, the attitude of the husband can no longer be justified, Fitri tried to stand up, he said, at that time he could see clearly on the husband's neck there was a kiss*n mark.

Fitri can also feel the scent of female perfume from the body of the husband.

“Bang, this is a kiss*n container who?” ask Fitri to her husband.

He instantly forgot the trouble that was going on between them. Fitri pointed at Dimas' neck which had a ciu*an mark.

Dimas looked nervous, he remembered what he had done with Susi last night.

Back flash.

“Dim, I'm tired. I want to sleep,” Susi said to enter her house.

The stall has been closed since then because there are no more visitors there except Dimas, she has not wanted to go home because Dimas does not want to go home before his mother sleep because the woman who had given birth to him began to fuss with his relationship and Fitri.

“Sus, I'm not going home yet. I have not been sleepy,” said Dimas hoping Susi would accompany him.

Susi who saw Dimas who was still chaotic wanted to comfort the man who had filled her heart.

“Ya already, then we chat in aja, it's night and cold,” invite Susi.

Dimas easily accepted Susi's invitation, they stepped into the widow's house.

Inside Susi's house began to disturb Dimas's arid soul, he watering the void that the married man passed so that there was a forbidden relationship between the two of them.

Flash back off.

“That's none of your business!” snapped Dimas.

He did not want his wife to be suspicious of him.

“Bang, what have you done? With whom?” ask Fitri.

A wife's premonition leads Fitri to believe that her husband has an illicit relationship with another woman.

“Stop, Fitri. You don't make it up,” snapped Dimas again.

“If you keep acting like this to me, Bang. Why don't you divorce me?” tanya Fitri was getting upset and angry at her husband.

“Till any time I will never divorce you! I will never let you live happily with your affair,” said Dimas firmly.

Dimas then left his rented house. He again incised a wound in his wife's heart.

Not only accused Fitri of adultery, Dimas also tortured his wife's heart by not giving her a living. Every time he came to his rented house, he was always looking for trouble with his wife so that Fitri's soul was increasingly shaken.

Rasya immediately approached his mother, he did not expect his father would be more evil to his mother. The little girl began to be disappointed with the treatment of the father to the Mother.

Fitri hugged her little girl's body tightly, currently Fitri is only fighting for her little girl. Fitri is determined to make her daughter happy even without Dimas by her side.

Shortly after Dimas left his house, the owner of the rented house Fitri came.

“Assalamu’alaikum,” he said greeting Fitri who was seen sitting pensive in the morning.

“Eh, wa’alaikumsalam,” Fitri replied.

The arrival of the middle-aged woman spread Fitri's daydream.

“Morning is daydreaming,” said Bu Santi on Fitri.

“Eh, Miss santi. What's up?” ask Fitri.

“There is something I want to talk about,” said Ms Santi.

“Oh, yes, Mom. Please come in,” Fitri said.

He gave a plastic chair to Santi, so they could talk comfortably.

He was deliberately waiting for a reaction from Fitri.

“What's with the contract, Bu?” ask Fitri, please,

“Mhm, because the cost of living is getting higher, we want to raise the cost of rent. If Fitri wants to stay here means you must be able to pay the rent according to the price we have set,” said Bu Santi frankly.

“Oh, cost issue, yes, Mom. Of course, Miss Santi wants to raise the cost of this contract to how much?” ask Fitri curious.

“Mhm, four hundred thousand every month,” replied Bu santi relaxed.

He had absolutely no objection to uncovering the fee they requested 2 times the previous fee.

“What?” lirih Fitri is in disbelief.

“Sorry, Fit. This has been my decision and Mr, if indeed you can not afford to pay with such a price, you can find another contract,” said Bu Santi casually.

Fitri looks confused to answer what, because at this time his economy has just stabilized, he looks silent tengha thought.

“How, Fit?” tanya Bu Santi apda Fitri's.

The middle-aged woman seemed to not care about the problems faced by the mother of one child even though the bitterness of Fitri's life is now a public secret.

“Oh, alright, Mom, I'll try to think first,” Fitri replied.

“Yes already, then I say go home first. Two more days I wait for his decision,” said Bu Santi.

Fitri smiled wryly at Bu Santi's words, but she couldn't do anything about it.

“Alright, Mom,” Ogre Fitri resigned.

Miss Santi stood up and walked out of her rented house,

“Yes Allah is the ultimate test I have to face this time?” muttered Fitri in the heart while tightly hugging the body of her little girl.

“Honey, we go out, yuk,” invite Fitri to his daughter.

The problem that came this morning made Fitri feel sad, he wanted to go out for a moment just to relieve the stress in his mind.

“Where, Mommy?” ask Rasya.

“You come, son,” said Fitri.

“Iya, Mommy,” Rasya replied.

Fitri and Rasya were getting ready, before Fitri took Rasya away, he first cleaned his house which had been made a mess by Dimas.

Fitri turned on his motorcycle and drove him out of the village, he did not know where, because he was hungry, he was looking for a stall that sold breakfast on the road crossed.

He stopped at a breakfast stall, he went inside the stall and ordered a porridge for himself and a bowl of green bean porridge for Rasya.

While eating, Fitri began to think about where her goal was after this, she wanted to find a quiet place so that she could think about overcoming the problems she was now facing.

“Fitri,” greet a man at the sight of the mother and child.

“Rey,” Ogre Fitri.

“You are here,” Og Reyhan.

Reyhan permission to go out of the office for breakfast did not expect to meet his former lover who currently still remains enthroned in his heart.

“Eh, yes, Rey, Rasya want breakfast outside,” Fitri said.

“Oh, you can meet here,” said Reyhan.

Fitri just smiled at Reyhan's words.

Seriate…