Caught in the Love of the Past
Chapter 30
Fitri's life has begun to change, his activities are now filled to take care of the home of his parents and serve everything needed by his father.
Mr. Rahim was pleased with Fitri's presence at his home, because since Fitri's arrival, his eldest daughter did not have to bother delivering food for her father.
He felt bad always bothering his eldest daughter. Slowly Fitri began to forget Dimas, who had already incised a wound in his heart.
While taking care of his father and daughter, Fitri still continues to write novels in the novel application on his phone.
His activities were not too dense anymore, he could already make more novels.
He can write a 5-episode novel in a day so that more and more readers love the novel he wrote.
"Fit," said Rahim.
The middle-aged man sat next to his daughter.
"Yes, Dad." Fitri stopped his activities.
He looked at the man who became the first love of his life.
"Dad notice you're always engrossed in your phone every day, what are you doing?" the middle-aged man asked worried that his daughter would do bad things with her phone.
In this day and age, mobile phones are often used for negative things by their users.
As a father Mr. Rahim felt he had an obligation to remind his daughter if the princess made a mistake.
"Mhm," muttered Fitri.
Fitri took a long breath. He clasped his father's hand.
"Dad, now Fitri is working on this phone" said Fitri answer a question from his father.
"Working?" Rahim scrunched his forehead in wonder.
"Well, do you remember that my daughter is a hobby of writing?" ask Fitri.
"Mhm, yes. I still remember, all your books you fill with various poems or short stories, so that Dad was called by your homeroom teacher" said Mr. Rahim reminiscing about his daughter's behavior.
As a child, Fitri often uses his learning time by writing various fantasies that exist in his mind.
"Well, now that hobby of mine can make money, Dad. And this is what I'm doing now" Fitri said.
"Father does not understand what you say," said Pak Rahim still confused.
"Look, Dad. This sophisticated era, everyone and all circles already have an android phone. Which of these phones everyone can do whatever they want, including reading novels." Fitri also explained how it works in online writing that is now lived.
"God willing, next month I can pay from writing, Well," said Fitri happy.
"So, Kak Dina and Bang Riyan do not mind taking our lives" Fitri told his father.
Rahim smiled.
"Good then, I'm glad you can be independent. Hopefully this test will pass soon, aamiin," said Mr. Rahim.
"Aamiin" said Fitri.
"Yes already if you continue your work, I will invite Rasya to play in the back garden," said Mr. Rahim.
He did not want his daughter to be distracted by Rasya's ravings, so he brought the granddaughter to play.
As Fitri was writing, he heard the bell ringing, a sign that someone was coming to see him.
Fitri saw his father and Rasya was busy playing, eventually Fitri stepped out to see who was visiting the house of his parents.
Fitri wore a sarong hijab that she hung behind the door, then went out towards the fence.
Slowly he opened the fence, Fitri rounded his eyes when he saw the guest who came to the house of his parents.
“Ka-you,” shrewd Fitri shocked when he saw the figure who had always hurt his heart.
Fitri rushed back to close the fence, but Dimas was able to block it.
“What are you doing here?” ask Fitri ketus.
“Fitri, do you know your mistake that went without your husband's permission?” dimas said he still blamed Fitri for leaving the village without his permission.
“Do I have to say goodbye to a husband like you first?" tanya Fitri started to fight what her husband said.
"Fitri, watch your attitude! I'm still your legal husband" Dimas said beginning to raise his voice.
Dimas, unaware that they were still outside, came out of his house to see what was happening outside.
"Go, Bang. I don't have time to serve you" Fitri said, expelling her husband.
"No, I'll go home and take you back to the village." Dimas still survives there.
"I won't go back there again, I'll stay here" Fitri declined.
"Fit, you can't be like this. I'm still your husband, you have to come with me right now" Dimas said.
"I don't want to" Fitri said firmly.
Fitri is still adamant about his decision.
"What's up, Fit?" Suddenly Rahim came out of the house.
He heard a commotion from outside the house, so he stopped playing with Rasya.
Rahim saw Dimas standing outside the fence.
"Oh, there, Dimas boy. Let's go in first," asked Rahim.
Mr. Rahim does not want his daughter's problems so a warm chat in the complex where he lives because the mothers there are indeed a hobby of gossip.
"Oh, yes, Dad," said Dimas.
Dimas had to be sweet so he could bring Fitri back home.
Inevitably Fitri also opened the fence for the husband, then stepped behind his father.
Dimas followed Fitri's steps from behind.
They also entered the house.
"Please sit down, Dimas," said Mr. Rahim friendly.
As a father, Mr. Rahim still wants to see his daughter's household return to its original state. During this time, he only heard the words from Fitri, he also wanted to know the core of the problem from Dimas' mouth.
They were sitting in the living room, Dimas was sitting next to his wife. While Mr. Rahim sat on a single sofa in front of Dimas and Fitri.
Rasya who was watching saw his father coming, he immediately ran up to his grandfather. The little girl was afraid to meet her real father.
"Rasya, father's son," Dimas softly stretched out his arms hoping that his little girl would run to hug him.
As a father, Dimas misses his little daughter.
"That's the father, Salim used to be the same father," Rahim told his grandson.
Rasya glanced at the Mother, he saw the woman who gave birth to her nod, finally Rasya was willing to step closer to the father.
"Dear Rasya, kangen father," said Dimas while hugging his little daughter.
It was clearly a longing radiance towards his daughter on Dimas' face.
Rasya just stayed in Dimas' arms.
"Rasya, you watch tv first, yes," ordered Mr. Rahim after seeing Dimas satisfied to hug the tiny body of his little girl.
Rasya nodded, after which he stepped into the family room where there was a big tv.
"Mhm, what's your purpose in coming here?" ask Mr. Rahim curious.
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