Caught in the Love of the Past
Chapter 37
In the middle of the night, at 01:15, Fitri awoke from her sleep. Fitri picked up her phone lying on her pillow. He saw his daughter who had fallen asleep.
“Astagfirullah, Bang Dimas. She must have wanted to go in, I locked her room instead,” said Diska felt guilty for locking her husband outside.
Fitri imagined her husband falling asleep in the living room chair or on the floor in front of the TV.
“I'm sorry, Bang. I fell asleep,” shrewdly Fitri regretted locking the room door.
Fitri got up from her sleep, she stood up and stepped out of the room, she was about to check on her husband and wake him up.
When Fitri came out of the room, he saw the house was deserted, no one was outside the room.
Fitri did not find her husband in the living room or in the family room.
“Bang Dimas to where, anyway?” gumam Fitri's.
She was surprised to see her husband not at home. In the house there are only 2 rooms, and one room the lag is the second room parents Dimas, it is impossible to be in the room.
In his confusion, Dimas recalled that at this time, he had not performed Isya prayer, so he finally stepped into the bathroom next to the kitchen.
Fitri also berwudhu’ and get ready to perform Isya prayer, when Fitri came out of the bathroom, someone smothered his mouth tightly.
Fitri tried to escape from the hands of the man who smothered his mouth, but in vain the man's power was stronger than himself.
The man smothered Fitri's mouth with a handkerchief and tied his hands.
“Yes Allah, who did this?” muttered Fitri fear.
After that, the man pushed Fitri until he sat on the floor. At that moment Fitri could clearly see his father-in-law standing right in front of him.
“Hei women ja**ng,” snapped Mr. Arif.
“I remind you! Do not let what I have done to you be known by people in this house, if you dare to tell what has happened, then you will regret,”, Mr. Arif threatened Fitri.
Fitri was frightened to see the glare of Mr. Arif's eyes were very sharp on him. He was really scared of what Mr. Arif did to him.
Fitri's tears began to pour out because of fear and remembering the events that his father-in-law had done to him.
After threatening his son-in-law, Mr. Arif also untied Fitri's hand and he left his son-in-law just like that.
“Yes Allah, what should I do?” lirih Fitri's.
Slowly Fitri got up, he stood up again while removing the handkerchief that had smothered his mouth earlier, after which he returned to ablution and stepped into his room.
After that the mother of one child also performed Isha prayer, then she also performed the tahajud circumcision prayer.
Fitri complained all that he was experiencing at this time to the Ruler, Fitri can only complain to the Creator.
That night Fitri spent crying on his alphabet, until finally he fell asleep.
At 05.00 am the morning dawn reverberated faintly in Fitri's ears, with eyes that felt still very heavy he tried to sit from his reclining position all night he slept on his sajad.
“Astaghfirullah, it's dawn, I have to wake up.” Diska got up and stepped out of her room.
While outside the room, Fitri is still looking for the figure of the husband. She still did not find her husband at home.
“Bang Dimas to where, anyway?” gumam Fitri's.
Finally Fitri chose to step into the bathroom to clean himself, in the kitchen Fatimah's mother was preparing what she would cook for breakfast this morning.
“Eh, Fitri. You're awake?” tanya Bu Fatimah greeted the daughter-in-law.
Fitri was shocked when she heard her mother-in-law's voice, she thought Mr. Arif was in the kitchen. The shadow of what Mr. Arif did last night flashed through his mind. Pak Arif's actions become a trauma in themselves Fitri.
“Why, Fit? Why do you look scared?” ma'am Fatimah asked, wondering what happened to the daughter-in-law.
“I-it, Mom. It's okay, Mom,” shrewdly Fitri tried to calm her scared self.
“Oh, yes already. You want to take a shower?” ask Ms. Fatimah.
“Iya, Mom. I want to get ready for dawn prayer first,” replied Fitri.
After that Fitri was about to go into the bathroom, but at that time he turned back his body.
“Bu, overnight Bang Dimas not coming home. Bang Dimas to where, huh?” ask Fitri to her mother-in-law.
“What? Since last night Dimas didn't come home?” Fatimah asked Fitri.
“Iya, Mom. Where are you going, Mom?” ask Fitri again.
“Jeez, the boy must have slept in the house of the selfless widow,” muttered Bu Fatimah inwardly.
“Sorry, Fit. I also do not know where Dimas went, at most he hung out with his friends until he forgot himself. Maybe Dimas forgot there is you here,” said Bu Fatimah from origin.
The middle-aged woman did not even keep her daughter-in-law's current feelings in the least.
“What? Bang Dimas forgot my presence here, at the home of his parents.” Fitri bathes himself.
Hearing the answer from Ms. Fatimah Fitri was very upset, she was prying in her heart. Fitri went inside the bathroom and started cleaning herself.
After taking a shower, Fitri immediately stepped towards his room. Then he did his duty as a Muslim.
After dawn prayers, Fitri helped her mother-in-law cook in the kitchen, after which she bathed Rasya who was awake.
“We have breakfast first yes, Nak.” Fitri invited her daughter to breakfast.
Until Fitri and others have finished breakfast, Fitri also has not found any signs of the husband coming home. Fitri's heart is getting worried.
“Bang Dimas to where, anyway? Is she not changed yet?” muttered Fitri upset at her husband .
At 09:00 a.m., Fitri had just finished all the homework, from sweeping to mopping the house.
The mother of one child went back into her room after her work was complete. Fitri began to tinker with his cellphone to do his work in writing a work on one of the novel platforms in Indonesia.
Just as he opened his phone came the sound of Dimas's footsteps coming into the house.
Fitri immediately stood up, then walked out of the room.
“You from anywhere anyway, Bang?” ask Fitri on Dimas?
Seriate…