Classic Stories of Love In The Past

Classic Stories of Love In The Past
Episode Forty Five


On the third day Fatih was in his hometown. Currently he wants to go to the minimarket to buy household needs for his wife, while carrying a small note that he wrote earlier.


When he arrived inside, Fatih appeared to be Erlita holding a small child, but it was pushed aside by Fatih's mind,


"No way, Erlita is here!!"fatih muttered to himself


While behind the shelf where Fatih stands today, there is indeed Erlita who now seems to choose cosmetics that are suitable for her. After that, Erlita unintentionally turned her head towards the left..


"is that not Fatih??" erlita murmured as slow as possible, because Erlita was currently in her subscription store to buy cosmetics.then, Erlita came to Fatih to greet her.


"Trainer yes...!!"greeting Erlita politely, she was also afraid of wrongly greeting people. Erlita pointed her hand at Fatih who was dumbstruck and shocked to see Erlita, after a long time they separated.


Fatih is not ready if at this time he has to meet his ex-lover, he is not ready in everything. He was afraid to fall in love again, as he learned to love his wife. Moreover, now there is habib, the first son of the two of them. However, Fatih's shock was not long. Then, he came to terms with the environment around him.


"lohh, Lita ya..., how are you?"Fatih reached out her hand first towards Erlita, and Erlita immediately greeted her. Now they were talking to each other about the news and asking about their second household.


"How are you, Lita..?"asked Fatih who felt the pounding of her heart irregular. And of course, it was also felt by Erlita who looked nervous and deh deg an when he met face to face with Fatih, the former lover who had been about seven years they had separated.


"Alhamdulillah, good news..!"erlita replied nervously, sometimes she lowered her face from Fatih. He immediately remembered the time, when they were still together first. Where, Fatih had always been nice to Erlita.


"Your own news, how?where do you live now?"asked Erlita enthusiastically. While Erlita's son began to fidget in his mother's arms, he always wanted to go down and grab the goods on the store shelf.


"My news, too, is good. I still live around here, where I used to.this, your son, lita?"tanya Fatih who is now starting to align her height with the beautiful little girl, the beauty that was passed down from her mother, Erlita.


"Yes, my son this one..!"erlita continued, holding her daughter's small hand.


"Where do you live now?"tanya Fatih who was now standing again looked at Erlita's face. He felt an unusual vibration. The seed of love seems to have returned without being asked.


"I, now still live with my parents, because I'm alone, finally my parents forbid to live alone with my son. ehh.sorry, why did I so confide gini..!"said Erlita who felt bad about her words. Because Erlita does not want to disturb the household of her ex-lover.


"I'm sorry, I don't know that. I don't intend to open your heart wound..!"said Fatih who felt guilty, which automatically opened Erlita's old wounds.


Then, Fatih invited Erlita to sit in the cafeteria provided by the store. They continued their conversation by ordering a warm drink. Fatih ordered black coffee, while Erlita ordered warm milk tea.


"I really don't know if you're alone right now, sorry, Lita..!"said Fatih who still feels guilty with Erlita's current status as a single parent. Never imagined, the news that Aldo once delivered, his best friend, it's true. "Pity Erlita.gumam Fatih.


"Gakpapa, it's my destiny, and it's over. I'm not alone either, now that I have my daughter, that's enough for me..!"said Erlita, who does not want to be pitied by her former lover. Meanwhile, Fatih had a complete family, unlike her. That's Erlita's thinking.


"Sorry, if you may know, have you been separated from your husband for a long time..?"tanya Fatih, who was still scraping information about Erlita's privacy. He now, wants to know everything about Erlita.


"hemm...since my son was five months old...!"answered Erlita, who confirmed her sitting position, because the princess wanted to be in her lap. While Princess Erlita, named Nadia, began to look at the man who talked to his mother.


"I'm sorry..Can I know your phone number?"said Fatih, who began to take out the hape from the left pocket of his pants. Then, Erlita mentioned the number of her hape number. Then, the two now exchanged phone numbers. But Erlita had no intention of seizing Fatih from his wife.


The two talked to each other for almost an hour. Until they both equally spend his drinks. Then, Erlita said goodbye to go home first, because her daughter was time to sleep and began to fuss, due to drowsiness.


I'll say hi, greetings to the family..!"erlita ended their conversation. Then, Erlita carried her daughter using her shawl.


"Okay, my heart is, sorry I can't take you..!"fatih said then he helped get Erlita's groceries under his feet.


"Thank you..!"continued Erlita. Then he came out of the minimarket, then he took his motorbike parked in front of the store. With an uncharitable feeling, Erlita cried on the way to her house. He is still reminded of his past with Fatih, his first love. But now they meet again at the wrong time. Fatih is happy with her small family, and Erlita is single parent with one child.


"Oh my God.Why with my heart, why does this have to be my journey of love..!"regret Erlita in her tears. While Nadia, the child, seemed to have fallen asleep in her mother's arms. He didn't know how his mother felt.


Erlita who used to be quite fast riding his motorbike matic, now, he did not dare to fast, only 40 km per hour. On the one hand, he brought along the sleeping princess, and also he was again sad because of his meeting with Fatih, earlier.


He didn't want to take any risks on the road. Erlita must put the safety of both of them first. From the rearview, Erlita always noticed the face of the princess, she cried over her fate that had to live alone without a husband. And his son must live without his father's affection.