Caught in the Love of the Past
Chapter 35

Fitri was shocked to hear the screams from her husband.

He scrunched his forehead in wonder. Just as he reached his in-laws' house, Dimas had already dared to yell at him.

Fitri looked towards Dimas.

"What's the matter, Bang? Was I wrong to meet Sinta?" ask Fitri slowly.

Dimas.

"I mustn't be rash, I must speak well with him" murmured Dimas inwardly.

"It's not wrong, but we've just arrived Rasya is still tired so it would be better tomorrow you go pick up the bike," Dimas said in a slow tone.

Dimas had to act first, before Fitri knew the matter of his marriage to Susi.

"Oh, yes, then. I clean first. My body feels very tired" Fitri said.

Fitri stood up, she stepped towards the bathroom to clean herself up.

Fitri also brought Rasya to bathe her daughter.

As she was about to enter the bathroom, Fitri noticed her mother-in-law was busy in the kitchen.

"What would you cook?" tanya Fitri was just a pleasantries with her mother-in-law.

"Mhm, this will make a paste with soy sauce chicken," replied Ms. Fatimah.

"Here I help, ma'am," Fitri said.

"No, you're still tired. You take a bath there," said Ms. Fatimah.

"But, Ma'am," said Fitri.

"Not to, Fit. There you take a bath to be fresh," said Ms. Fatimah.

Finally Fitri stepped towards the bathroom while holding Rasya.

Fitri bathed Rasya first, after which he cleaned himself.

After bathing Rasya sat in the family room playing with his grandfather, while Fitri was still in the bathroom.

When Fitri had finished bathing, he went straight into the room they used to wear while living in the house of both parents Dimas.

"Where's Bang Dimas?" gumam Fitri was surprised when she did not see her husband was not in the house.

Meanwhile, Dimas was in Susi's shop. Today Susi does not sell, because she feels very tired.

"Honey," called Dimas when he was in front of Susi's house.

Susi who was relaxing while playing her phone directly out of her room when she heard Dimas's voice coming.

One day not meeting with her husband, Susi already felt very long for the figure of the man who had filled the emptiness of his heart all this time.

Susi opened the door for her husband with a happy heart.

"Darling, have you come?" susi said happily.

Susi immediately hugged the husband's burly body.

"Darling, stop!" lirih Dimas reminded his wife.

"Why? You are my husband" said Susi pursed her lips.

He put on a sulking face.

"It's a shame that someone will see" said Dimas.

"You are my husband, so you are my right" Susi grumbled.

"Yes, Honey. I know, but still not good with the neighbors," said Dimas.

Dimas immediately rained down on his wife with friendly ciu*an. He deliberately did so so that his wife would no longer sulk.

"I miss you" whispered Dimas in the ear of his sir wife with a gasp of breath.

"I miss you too, you are so long," Susi also said with a loud breath.

Finally, they immediately release each other's longing buried in their hearts.

Even though they only separated for 3 days, their longing was arisen. In contrast to the passion Dimas gave his legitimate wife, Fitri.

"Thank you, dear," Susi said with her heart in flowers.

Susi was really flattered by the treatment given by Dimas.

The desire of his love for Dimas Yang has been buried in his heart can now be channeled.

Dimas is currently drowning in a smoldering sea of romance with the childless widow in his village.

Without realizing it what he had done would hurt his wife.

"Allahu Akbar, Allahu Akbar." The voice of azan magrib rang.

The two people are still drifting in passionate love.

"Darling, I have to go home. I'm afraid Fitri is looking for you" Dimas said, saying goodbye to his wife.

"Oh, so right now you prefer that traitorous woman over me?" susi said while sulking.

"It's not so, honey. I have to think about Fitri at the moment, because I'm afraid he ran away again before we tortured his heart" Dimas told Susi.

"Mhm, all right, then." Susi finally gave up.

With a heavy heart he let go of Dimas.

He stood up and took his clothes on the floor. After that, he also put on his clothes.

"I go home first, yes," said Dimas pamit.

"Yes, Honey. You'll come here again, won't you?" susi with spoiled.

"Yes, I came back here after Fitri went to sleep" Dimas promised Susi.

"Yes, I wait, yes" said Susi.

Dimas also tipped the top of Susi's head before he came out of the widow's room without the child.

"Wait baby" whispered Susi.

Susi also dipped bi*r her husband sir with passion.

With great effort Dimas tried to release the bi**r Susi link.

"Yes, baby." Dimas broke away from the embrace of the wife siri.

Dimas stepped out of the room, then he exited Susi's house.

He also came home.

At home Fitri was still silent in the room, she was afraid to meet her father-in-law.

The shadow of his father-in-law who was about to meng**a himself at that time was still clearly ringing in Fitri's mind.

"Geez, where's Bang Dimas going, anyway?" muttered Fitri.

He stayed in the room while continuing to write his online novels after he finished fulfilling his obligations as a servant.

Grateful Fitri immediately berwudhu after bathing this afternoon, so that he can directly pray Maghrib in the room.

As Fitri is engrossed in her phone writing her novel, Dimas enters the room.

"Lho, are you here?" ask Dimas.

Dimas had been looking for his wife around the house, he finally saw his wife was engrossed with his cellphone.

"Where have you been, Bang? Since then I have been waiting for you," said Fitri annoyed.

"Mhm, that was I just from the stall," Dimas replied casually.

Fitri watched closely her husband's clothes that looked tangled.

"Where did Dimas run out of it, anyway? I think his clothes were not tangled like this," muttered Fitri inwardly.

"It's been a long time, Bang?" ask Fitri.

"Oh, that was meeting Yanto, talking about work," Dimas replied lying.

"Yes, if so let's eat," asked Dimas who was already feeling very hungry.

He did not think of the mandatory bath and the Maghrib prayer first, all he had in mind right now was to fill his stomach.

Fitri put down her phone, then stepped out following her husband's steps into the kitchen.

"Where are you from, Dimas?" asked Bi Fatimah who saw her son's appearance was a mess.

"From the shop, Mom." Dimas answered.

"Why are your lips so red?" asked Ms. Fatimah directly when she saw her son's lips splattered with red.

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