Caught in the Love of the Past
Chapter 19

Fitri brought Putrin to leave the house of her mother-in-law, now her household problems have become an open secret.

Everyone knows that their home is not doing well. The mother-of-one set off on her butut motorcycle with a restraining embarrassment towards her neighbor.

Some residents feel sorry for Fitri, although they do not know what problems are now facing Dimas and Fitri, but they feel Fitri is not guilty.

In fact, most people there accused Dimas who was not good at being a husband because they could see Fitri's hard work during this fight for the survival of his family.

Fitri continued to ride his motorcycle out of the village, stopping by the side of the road. He was sitting on a rock, he was deliberately facing the river that was on the side of the road, and he was crying.

She hugged her daughter who was now crying in her arms. The little girl felt sorry for Bundany, but she could do nothing.

“Yes Allah, so severe is the test You gave me. Slave is not able,” isak Fitri.

“Over what life path you are now facing,” said someone from behind Fitri.

Reyhan accidentally crossed the street where Fitri was. He saw a motorcycle that was no stranger to him. He stopped his car and saw Fitri and Rasya crying.

The place was indeed quiet, so Fitri made the place to vent the tightness that was in his heart. So late he was in deep wounds, Fitri was not aware of the arrival of Reyhan who was now standing behind him.

Hearing a familiar voice, Fitri rushed to wipe his pins wet by tears that kept coming out incessantly.

Reyhan holds onto Fitri's shoulder, as a sign he wants to give the woman he loves the most strength to keep going.

Fitri raised her face, she stood up and immediately hugged Reyhan. This time Reyhan let Fitri use his chest to vent the weight of the burden he was now carrying.

Rasya just kept quiet, he could only see his mother crying in the arms of a foreign man.

A few minutes after Fitri cried, she let go of her embrace of Reyhan and stepped back after she felt calm.

Reyhan invites Fitri into his car. He did not want passers-by to see what they were doing there.

Fitri carried Rasya and got into Reyhan's car, leaving his motorcycle parked on the side of the road.

“What happened?” reyhan asked Fitri to want to know the reason why the woman who had been in control of her heart cried.

Fitri is still silent, he does not know what to answer, nor does he want Rasya to negate what has happened to him.

“Yes already, if you don't want a story, I hope you can stay. If you are no longer able to live with it, choose to go it is better,” said Reyhan.

Little Reyhan knew of Fitri's problems with her husband, so Reyhan was convinced that what made Fitri cry was her husband.

“Thank you, Rey. I'm sorry I've been troubling you. Maybe I have to go because there is still something I have to do,” Fitri said about to get out of Reyhan's car.

He didn't want to linger in Reyhan's car because he was afraid of backbiting.

“Alright, you have to be careful. Expand berto’a and berserqa yourself to Allah, because only to him we can complain,”, Reyhan said advising Fitri.

Fitri nodded and opened Reyhan's car door, got out of the car and took Rasya on his motorcycle, after that Fitri also drove his motorcycle leaving Reyhan who was also injured by what happened to Fitri.

“Fit, be patient, I will take you back into my arms so that you will no longer be sad. I let you go because I didn't want you to dispute your parents' orders,. However, this time I will not let your tears continue to wet your cheeks,” Reyhan murmured inwardly.

Fitri went straight to the Treasure Pact store to pick up goods ordered by Bu Yus, he did not want the middle-aged woman to come again angry because the order had not come.

“Hey, Fit,” greet Pak Harta when he saw Fitri get off his motorcycle.

“You order what item, Fit?” ask Pak Harta to welcome Fitri.

“Iya, Sir. Earlier I apologize, on Tuesday yesterday I asked my husband to help me take the magig com and iron, did he not come here?” tanya Fitri make sure the goods order bu Yus has not been taken by her husband.

“Oh, our Tuesday is closed because there is a family event outside the city,” replied Pak Harta.

“Means Bang Dimas hasn't picked up Bu Yus's ordered goods, then where's the money?” fitri's murmur in the heart.

Gill wondered in his heart.

“Yes Allah, then how can I take the goods order Bu Yus,” muttered Fitri slowly.

The treasure sir noticed Fitri who looked confused.

“What's up, Fit?” ask Pak Treasure in wonder.

“Mhm, on Tuesday there was a message magig com and iron, I have given the money to Bang Dimas, he said, I thought Bang Dimas had bought it and delivered it to my customer but this morning my customer came mad because the message had not yet arrived at his house,” explained Fitri.

“Then, have you asked your husband about this issue?” ask the Treasure.

Fitri just shook her head.

Seeing the sadness emanated in the look of Fitri's face, Pak Harta understood what Fitri was now facing.

“If the money does not exist, you can bring the goods first,” said Pak Harta offers help.

“Really, Sir?” tanya Fitri was pleased.

Fitri did panic because he did not have money at all at this time.

“Yes, it's okay. I believe in you, may you always be strong to face various problems that come to you,” said Pak Harta.

Pak Harta can see with a clear face as moist as Fitri who looks just crying.

“Alright, Sir. Thank ye. I'll pay you another month, sir. When I have money,” said Fitri.

“Yes, no problem. If you need help, do not hesitate, yes,” said Pak Harta.

“Iya, Sir. Thank you,” said Fitri.

“Sama-sama, every problem must be faced, never despair,” Pak Harta's message.

After that, the Treasure Pact also took magig com and iron, Fitri customer orders in the village.

The middle-aged man thrust the item at Fitri, The woman received the item given by Pak Harta and placed it on her motorcycle.

“Thank you, Sir. In that case, I say yes, sir,” said Fitri.

“Iya, Equally. Be careful on the road,” Pak Harta said.

After that Fitri went home to the village, before he returned to his house, he delivered Bu Yus's ordered goods to the woman's house.

Seriate…