Caught in the Love of the Past
Chapter 60

Riyan left Fitri with Reyhan at the restaurant.

"Have you eaten?" ask Fitri to Riyan.

"Mhm, no. I moved here after eating there, I just accidentally saw you guys were here, so I moved, ", Reyhan said.

"Mhm, so." Fitri nodded.

"Yes, let's go, let's go" Fitri told Reyhan after he finished finishing the food on his plate.

"Why hurry, you just finished eating. Put the food down first" Reyhan said.

He still wants to spend time with Fitri.

"Lagian Rasya still enjoys his ice cream, let him finish his ice cream first" Reyhan added.

"Mhm, yes if so," said Fitri resigned.

"Why don't you stay at my dad's house?" ask Reyhan astonished.

She had wanted to ask Riyan about this but she was reluctant to ask him.

"At this time Dimas is in this village, Bang Riyan is afraid Dimas will do reckless if me and Rasya live in the father's house," Fitri replied explaining his current situation.

"Oh my goodness, Fit. I can feel the difficulty of your life right now, if I had tried to fight for our love, I would not have made you tormented like this" Reyhan murmured inwardly.

Reyhan was saddened by the life of the woman he still loved, he could not bear to see the suffering for the sake of suffering present in his life.

Yes, I have, then. Come on, I'll drive you to Bang Riyan's house" Reyhan asked after seeing that the ice cream in Rasya's hand was up.

Fitri nodded then they stood up and stepped out of the restaurant.

Their food bill was already paid by Riyan before leaving earlier.

While they were in the car park, Dimas suddenly came and immediately floated a raw bogem on Reyhan's face.

Reyhan was shocked, he fell to the ground because he could not maintain the balance of his body that was struck suddenly.

"Rey," cried Fitri worried about Reyhan's situation.

Fresh blood shot out from the corner of Reyhan's lips, Dimas's punch filled with emotion. His eyes were hot to see his wife with Reyhan.

Rasya hid behind the mother's body for fear of seeing her father burning with jealous flames.

Dimas was ready to deliver the next blow to Reyhan's face.

"Bang Dimas!" shouted Fitri.

Fitri can't let Reyhan get beaten up just like that by her husband.

"Oh, this is how you're doing, you're asking for a divorce from me so you can marry this guy, right?" snapped Dimas.

He berated his wife in public, without thinking much of the eyes that began to notice them.

Slowly Reyhan stood up, he wiped the blood flowing from the corner of his lips with a handkerchief that was in his pants pocket.

"You misunderstood, Bang. It's not like what you see" Fitri said in self-defense.

"I know, you must want to pursue this man's treasure" Dimas recalls.

Dimas blatantly dropped his wife's pride in the presence of those who began to swarm them.

"Come, you come with me now!" snapped Dimas.

Dimas actually used the opportunity to bring Fitri.

Dimas pulled Fitri's hand, and took him away.

Reyhan tried to block Dimas.

"Dimas! Release Fitri!" Reyhan.

"Oh, you want to take my wife away, is there any need for everyone here to gang up on you?" threaten Dimas to Reyhan.

Dimas looks for an opportunity in front of people who now think badly of Reyhan and Fitri they look down on Fitri and Reyhan because as they hear from the mouth of Dimas his wife is having an affair with Reyhan.

Reyhan could not do anything, at this moment he was in a state of pinched.

Reyhan also held Rasya.

"We're after you, son," Reyhan persuaded Rasya.

Reyhan had seen Dimas take Fitri into an online taxi.

Reyhan rushes after the taxi they are riding in order to save Fitri.

"Om, I'm afraid of your wicked father" said Rasya in his sobbing.

"You calm down, yeah. We have to pray for you to be okay" Reyhan told Rasya.

"Yes, Om." Rasya.

The taxis that Dimas and Fitri boarded drove at above-average speeds.

Reyhan wanted to contact Riyan, but could not yet because he was focused on chasing the taxi.

The moment they passed the red light just as Reyhan's car was about to pass the lights turned red so Reyhan lost track of the taxi.

"Damn," said Reyhan.

Reyhan cursed his stupidity that had let the taxi escape his eyes.

"Om, how's mom?" rasha asked Reyhan.

The little girl began to worry about the state of her mother, she knew that her mother was in danger at the moment.

"You calm down, honey. Your father won't hurt you, because after all you're still your wife, so he won't hurt you" Reyhan said.

Reyhan drove out his car when the lights changed to green.

After that he stopped his car for a moment, Reyhan took his phone and contacted Dina.

Reyhan did not dare to contact Riyan because he knew that currently Riyan was in a busy state. So, she decided to contact Dina.

Reyhan explained what happened at that time to Dina, Reyhan also told Fitri's reason with him.

"Where are you now?" ask Reyhan.

"I'm in front of the cultural park, I lost track of them, sister," Reyhan replied.

"Where is Rasya?" ask Dina.

"Rasya is with me, brother," replied Reyhan.

"Well, if I go there, I'll go get Rasya. Riyan can't be bothered right now because his office is under inspection" Dina said.

"All right, brother," Reyhan said.

Reyhan also took Rasya out of his car, they will wait for Dina si there.

They sat on a long bench on the edge of the park.

Reyhan kept trying to calm the little girl so she wouldn't worry about the state of her mother.

Before long they waited, Dina came, she parked her motorcycle in front of Reyhan's car. He got off the motorcycle and walked over to them.

"Rasya," call Dina.

"Mama," cried Rasya when he saw Dina had adapted before him.

Rasya immediately hugged the big brother of his bunch tightly.

Rasya called Dina the same 'mama' as Rania and Fatih.

"Aren't you okay, honey?" dina asked worried about the little girl.

Rasya is now sobbing in Dina's arms, Dina's affection for Rasya is the same as Fitri's affection for her so that Rasya feels very close to the older brother of the bunch.

Dina gently stroked Rasya's back, she calmed the girl down, Dina let Rasya cry first.

"Ma, I brought you. Dad take your mother and leave me, "sobbed Rasya.

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