Caught in the Love of the Past
Chapter 23

Reyhan sat right in front of Fitri.

“I can sit here?” ask Reyhan before joining the mother and child.

“Please,” Og Fitri.

“Hai, daughter,” greet Reyhan friendly on his ex-lover's daughter.

“Hai, Om,” reply Rasya with his cute voice.

“Whose name?” reyhan asked trying to get along with the little girl.

“My name is Rasya, Om,” Rasya replied.

“Oh Rasya, Rasya has gone to school?” reyhan asked the little girl to talk.

Rasya looks happy to chat with Reyhan, they were involved in a long chat that discussed various things.

Fitri was surprised by his daughter who looked comfortable with Reyhan, usually Rasya difficult to get along with people he had just known.

Fitri frowned to see the familiarity of two different people of that age. Fitri imagines, if she had been married to Reyhan, maybe what she is now going through would never have existed.

“Om Reyhan good yes, Bun. Unlike father,” shrewd Rasya sad.

For some reason, the little girl Fitri spoke towards her father's soosk.

Reyhan scrunched his forehead hearing Rasya's words.

“Whatever his father is not good, yes?” ask Reyhan curiously.

“Yes, the father is always grumpy mother, Father is not sa, -“ Fitri silences the mouth of her daughter who has dared to mock her own father in front of the man she just knew.

“Sorry, Rasya's speech does not need to be entered into the heart,” shrewd Fitri while looking down.

As soon as the atmosphere became silent, not a single person started the conversation, they were busy with their own thoughts until their food was exhausted.

“Rey, I'm ahead, yes,” lirih Fitri is about to leave Reyhan.

Fitri stood up and was about to step up, Reyhan suddenly pulled Fitri's hand.

“I still want to talk to you,” Reyhan said expectantly.

Fitri was worried, but Reyhan stood up. He took out a hundred thousand pieces of money and put them on the table.

“Kak, that's the money on the table, the change just take it,” Reyhan said.

Reyhan pulled Fitri's hand out of the stall and took Diska into his car, he drove his car and left Fitri's motorcycle parked in front of the stall.

“Where are we going, Rey?” ask Fitri worriedly.

“Not going anywhere, I just want to take you somewhere.

“But, Rey. If anyone sees you taking me, my household will,-“ Fitri does not continue her speech after getting a pleading gaze from Reyhan.

Fitri chose silence while holding her daughter, Rasya was also silent. They drove up the car, took them to a park not far from the company where Reyhan worked.

Reyhan parked his car, then took Fitri and Rasya down, they stepped into the park area.

In the park there are several children's toys such as swings, slides and others.

“Baby sweetheart, do you want ice cream?” reyhan asked the little girl.

Rasya turned his head towards his mother's sign asking for permission to accept the offer from Reyhan. Fitri nodded in agreement.

“Mau. Mau, Om,” exclaim Rasya happy.

Seeming happy with Reyhan's offer, Reyhan invites Rasya to buy ice cream, while Fitri chooses to sit on a park bench under a shady tree.

“Mother, I want to swing,” said Rasya asked permission on Fitri to play the swing that is not far from the park bench where Fitri is now sitting.

As Rasya was already engrossed in swing play, Reyhan sat down beside Fitri.

“I already know about all your problems,” Reyhan said starting a conversation with his ex-lover.

Fitir looked deeply at the former.

“What do you mean?” tanya Fitri did not understand what Reyhan had just said.

“Good we left that irresponsible man, there is no point in sticking with him,” Reyhan said full of anger.

Reyhan did not accept the treatment of women he still loved. He wanted to take Fitri away from Dimas.

“Rey, I can't go. Rasya still needs a father,” replied Fitri still want to maintain his household.

Reyhan let out a long sigh hearing the reply from the former.

“Alright, if you do not want to leave it, but you have to think about your own happiness, Fit,” pinta Reyhan.

“Seven years you were with him, have you ever felt happiness?” tanya Reyhan stared into Fitri's beautiful eyes.

The eyes that used to radiate happiness with him now look moist because of the suffering of life he faces.

“You deserve to seek your happiness,” Reyhan said again.

Fitri was speechless at Reyhan's words, everything Reyhan said was indeed true. Fitri's attempt to forget Reyhan and choose to love Dimas is now reciprocated with Reyhan's attitude that ignores him.

The hard-earned love for Reyhan is now gone, Reyhan's concern for him makes Fitri again trapped in his love for his former lover.

They were silent again, the two men were now busy with their own thoughts. Seeing the attitude, Reyhan chose to play with Rasya so that no awkwardness would occur between them.

Fitri can only see Reyhan's interaction with her little girl, she is moved to see Reyhan's attitude towards the princess.

“Do I have to leave Dimas? Do I have to leave that village?” fitri's murmur in the heart.

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Two days after the arrival of Ms Santi, Fitri plans to return to her village first. He would return to his village with reason to go on vacation to his parents. Fitri will not tell his family about his problem with Dimas.

For a time, Fitri left his belongings to Sinta, the only person to complain to.

Before leaving, Fitri stopped by Bu Santi's house to give the house keys.

“Assalamu’alaikum,” said Fitri when he stood in front of the house of Bu Santi.

“Wa’alaikumsalam,” replied Bu Santi from inside the house.

The middle-aged woman stepped out to look at the guests visiting her house.

“Eh, You, Fit. What was? Come on in first” asked Miss Santi. Fitri.

“Not necessary, Mom. I just for a moment, I just want to give you the key to the house,” said Fitri directly.

Fitri thrust a key at Miss Santi.

“Sorry, Mom. I can not afford the cost that mother gave, so I chose to find a new lease, mother's rented house I have vacated,” Fitri said again.

Ms. Santi was shocked by Fitri's decision, she did not expect the mother-of-one would opt out of her contract.

“Oh, yes, thank you.” Ms. Santi was forced to accept the key given by Fitri.

“Then I say goodbye first, Buk,” said Fitri.

Fitri was reluctant to linger at Bu Santi's house, he stepped away from Bu Santi's house and he immediately left for his village by using a public bus.

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