Caught in the Love of the Past
Chapter 3

Fitri is confused to be honest or lie to her husband.

“Maybe I better be honest with Bang Dimas so that he does not suspect me,” muttered Fitri inwardly weighing what answer he would throw.

“Bang, actually who called this Rayhan my friend time,-” replied Fitri carefully by hanging his words.

“What? Rayhan your ex?” snapped Dimas instantly.

“I-iya, Bang. But this is just an effort. I just help him and even then I will get a big profit,” explained Fitri to calm the husband.

Dimas stared intently at his wife, recalling the intense quarrel that had taken place between him one week before marriage.

At that time Dimas had seen Fitri hug a man who was clearly not his muhrim.

As Fitri was trying to explain the situation, the mother-of-one's phone rang again.

“Bang, I'll explain again. I have to solve this problem first,” said Fitri asked for the understanding of the husband.

Dimas exited his contract house and stepped into his parents' house to see his two daughters.

“Dek, all the proof of transfer is already with you, right?” ask the caller.

“Iya,” og Fitri.

At the moment Fitri is feeling bad for her husband. His mind was no longer focused on the business the caller offered.

“OK, Ko Asiong's order goods will be processed asap. Please tell Ko Asiong that the Goods are ready,”, said the caller.

Fitri also carried out the orders of the Caller with a double heart.

His mind has branched out, between continuing a lucrative business or ignoring this business.

Fifteen minutes into silence, Ko Asiong called again.

“Buk Fitri, why can't my goods be brought? My wife is already grumpy because over time,” protests Ko Asiong suddenly.

“Bent a minute, Ko. Power try to check first,” said Fitri weak.

Fitri immediately called the man who claimed to be Rayhan.

“Bang, why it has not finished its business, they have protested,” complained Fitri.

“Bentar, Deck. This is my ATM limited delivery limit. I need the money to transfer to the company warehouse. Can you get around 10 million?” ask the man.

“Money 10 million? Where do I get it from, Bang?” ask Fitri confused.

“Begini, Deck. You please look for a loan first, later if the money has been liquid you can replace using the benefits we will get,” persuade the man.

“I don't have that much money, Bang,” complained Fitri.

“Ya already, now you have what money?” ask the man across there.

Fitri remembered there was his stash of money, but he was still hesitant for the money because it was a stash they had painstakingly collected to buy a patch of land so that they would not live contracting anymore.

As Fitri was still thinking. Ko Asiong called again.

“Buk, how my order, if in 5 minutes the business is not finished also I will cancel my order!” threaten Ko Asiong full of emotions.

Fitri was afraid of the threat of Ko Asiong, finally Fitri decided to use his savings of 3 million.

She immediately transferred the money without thinking and without asking permission to Ahmad as her husband.

“Dek, I tried to give your 3 million money to the warehouse, but still less. Can you get another loan?” ask the man.

When the caller asked for money again, Fitri began to suspect.

“You'll know how my life is here, Bang. Why do you ask me to make money again, I have transferred 3 million, you are the one who is looking for money for the cover,”, Fitri said annoyed.

“Come, Deck. Otherwise you can be reported to the same police as Ko Asiong,” threatened the man.

Fitri's heart pounded, and she realized that the man who contacted her was not Rayhan but a con man.

“You cheated me, Bang?” fitri was full of anger.

“It turns out you don't pity me for living hard lives like this. Now you're tricking me, hiks!” bentak Fitri's.

The call was cut off. At once, Fitri's number was blocked by the caller.

Fitri curled up crying over her stupidity that took it for granted to an unknown person. His love for Rayhan still lags behind, making him believe that the man who contacted him was his ex-lover.

The hard-earned money she had collected with her husband simply vanished. Fitri was crying.

“Astaghfirullah, O Allah, why am I so stupid? Instead of getting the benefits that I wish even the money that we have painstakingly collected vanished already,” shrewd Fitri in his sob.

Fitri regrets what he has done. At this time he is confused what to say to the husband later.

“How do I deliver this calamity to Bang Dimas, he must be mad at me,” muttered Fitri inwardly.

Before long Dimas came again, he was ready to leave for the garden. Dimas ignored Fitri who was curled up in the corner of his room.

Dimas took the keys to his motorcycle and left without saying a word to his wife.

Fitri stood up, and looked at her husband from the window when she heard that Dimas' motorcycle was on. Before launching his motorcycle, Dimas turned to Fitri who was standing at the window.

Dimas ignores Fitri he is still angry and emotional knowing Fitri is still willing to communicate with his ex-lover, the man Dimas hates so much.

After Dimas went to the garden, Fitri began to do the work he should have done since. He tried to calm himself down alone.

His regret is now useless, while completing his work Fitri continues to say to Allah for the sins he has committed.

Fitri tried to assume that the incident that just happened to him was a form of reprimand from God for the small sins he had been doing.

At 10:00, Rasha was engrossed in playing outside with her friends. All Fitri's work is done, from cooking to cleaning the house.

Fitri also immediately took ablution’ and perform dhuha prayers accompanied by prayer repentance.

“Yes Allah, I know my faith is beginning to thin out on you, I beg you to forgive all my sins. Servant is aware, maybe the test you give to the servant at this time is a rebuke from You.” Fitri did’a and begged for mercy on the owner of the universe.

With dhikr and continue to say Istighfar, Fitri through a fateful day with heavy, until the afternoon came.

After Fitri finished cooking for dinner, there was the sound of a Dimas motorcycle that had just returned from the garden.

Dimas got off his motorcycle, rushed Fitri to open the door for the husband.

As Dimas stood in the doorway, Fitri rushed to grab the husband's hand.

“I'm sorry, Bang,” said Fitri apologized to her husband.

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