Love Among Family Hostility
Time with him

Rama regulated the circulation of breath many times. Calm down after seeing Vishnu run away earlier. Rama tidied the suit, fixed the clock and prepared for the already chaotic dining table.

One by one Rama raises fears in his heart, he does not prepare answers to questions that might come out of the lips of his business partner. Rama wasn't even ready if he heard bad questions and statements. Rama had not even prepared how the facial expression was when he reached the dining table. He was already very embarrassed because of Vishnu's behavior. Rama always hoped that Vishnu was not his son but that the universe would not listen.

"I'm sorry." That's the word that came out of Rama's lips once he got there. All eyes were on him.

The sharp gaze of Rama's business associates established the feather of Rama's kuduk. The eyes with a million questions were ready to attack Rama who had not even sat down.

"Wishnu where, Om?" Rama's knees were squeezed at the question. With a smile constantly plastered on his face from the start, Rama replied cautiously.

"Vishnu, he has important business. So he left first." Although it had already given a slightly reasonable excuse it was unable to remove the sharp gaze from all of them.

Rama wants to disappear right now. But he can't embarrass himself, it's enough Vishnu to humiliate him, he can't.

"I'm disappointed in you Mr. Aksanta." The voice stopped Rama who wanted to sit on the chair.

Rama re-establishes the body. With limp knees, a trembling body and a sweat-filled forehead, Rama still showed a smile and a relaxed face.

"I didn't expect this from you" he said as he stood up from sitting followed by the others.

"Sorry, Mr. Satya." I don't know how many times Rama apologized for today.

"I think something like this will never happen between us" he said.

Rama was now completely panicked, his heart was already unable to beat casually, his two hands were completely visibly shaking if he showed it.

"I'm sorry Mr. Satya, this is purely our fault. I'll finish everything. I promise," said Rama with a trembling voice.

"Well, I don't like it" against a girl of Vishnu's age. He held his father's hand. "I don't like Vishnu."

Rama's heart wanted to stop at that moment. Rama could see the destruction before his eyes right now. The scary words that have come out. Then the creepy things will also attack Rama's life.

"Satya sir, I am truly sorry, I once again apologize for my son's actions. Nor do I understand why he would do such a thing, if you give me time, I will persuade my son. This matchmaking will still happen, I ask for your time briefly—"

Melia's father raised his hand to stop Rama's rambling words.

"I don't want to hear anything more, Mr. Aksanta," he said.

"Satya sir, we can still finish this, I—"

"I don't want to hear anything more, Mr. Aksanta!" emphatically Melia's father again cut Rama's speech.

"I stopped this match."

"Mr Satya—"

"And cancelled our partnership."

Rama's heart stopped immediately. Words from Melia's father stop Rama's life in an instant. Rama could think of nothing more. Even as they left the dining table, she did not try to stop him from even pensively staring flat ahead with a blank mind. To the extent that the elusan from Meethila was no longer felt.

Rama sat on the floor, unable to hold his knees. Rama's blank look signifies Rama's life is over. Marriage, cooperation, profits, everything was gone in an instant. Though Rama had imagined how much profit he would get from this matchmaking, how big his company would be if he continued to work with Mr. Satya. But now that everything was done, Rama's great advantage disappeared. And it all happened because of that kid. Vishnu who must be responsible for all this, the loss that Rama will experience is all the responsibility of Vishnu. There is no reason Rama does not hate the boy, he is completely unfavorable.

Rama stood up, closed his eyes for a moment, inhaled oxygen and took it out slowly. Rama brushed off Meethila's hand which stroked Rama's broad shoulder. The man walked ahead of Meethila. Of course as a good wife Meethila pursued her.

"Mas Rama, wait for me!" meethila screams when she has been left far behind because Rama's step is greater than Meethila's step.

However, instead of hearing Meethila's scream, Rama enters the car and leaves Meethila alone there. Meethila stared at the white car that had now moved away from the restaurant. They go together and go home alone. Of all Rama's bad deeds, Meethila did not expect that he would be left behind. Sadness was in his mind, but again he was used to it. All the problems there is a way out, if he is left he just call the driver to pick up. Rama's in a frenzy right now, it's not good for Meethila to bother.

And here, Rama hit the steering wheel of his car channeling all his annoyance and anger. Rama's car was traveling at a very high speed. Thankfully, at this time the road is quiet, if there will be no collisions that occur because Rama drives recklessly.

"WOWYRRGGGHHH!" Rama hit the steering wheel again.

Rama stopped the car suddenly. His body was thrown forward. He hastily removed his seat belt, got out of the car. The road is silent, it is very appropriate to vent anger.

"AARRGHJ!" Rama hit the wall next to him. Without Rama realizing his handbooks began to redden and even bleed due to the endless blows that Rama did.

"I hate!" Rama ruffled his hair. "Why? Why?!" Rama again hit the wall, now he added kicking the wall as well.

"Vishnu Son of Aksanta, I hate you." While imagining Vishnu's face, he hit the wall many times.

"I lost it all, profit, cooperation, friends, and happiness. It's all because of you, Vishnu." Rama's hands clenched.

He kicked the tire of his car, grabbed his frustrated hair while continuing to scream. Without Rama realizing there was a car that stopped not far from he tortured himself.

The silver car lowered a woman carrying an umbrella in her grip because the drizzle began to fall. The dense black netra belonging to the woman saw the activity of the man opposite her who was beating the wall. He wanted to get closer, but fear took hold first.

"Kasian," he murmured to see the man.

The blue-robed woman continued to see Rama beating and kicking the wall. Until in the end, the two legs he had were brought close to Rama when the man hit the head on the wall many times.

"Stop, don't do it!" sinta is approaching. Rama doesn't hear, he's tired, he better go. Even the blood coming out from between the hairs did not stop Rama from beating his own head.

"Don't!" Sinta pulls Rama, stopping the man's activities. The pitch black netra Sinta meets the netra hazel Rama.

The two men threw eyes at each other as usual. Blood poured from Rama's head, slowly blurring the vision. Dizziness attacks, the pain in the hand also begins to feel. Rama falls in Sinta's arms. Sinta took off her umbrella, holding Rama who was about to fall to the ground.

Rama's body weight was unable to hold Sinta, finally Sinta lowered the half-conscious Rama. He slightly groped Rama to shade as the small drizzle had already turned into rain. Sinta brings Rama's body to an empty shophouse that says 'This shop is rented'.

Sinta tendered the weak body of Rama. With a few open eyes Rama held onto Sinta's wrist, shaking her head slowly to keep the woman from leaving.

"Sorry." Sinta releases Rama's hand. Take her fallen umbrella. He saw Rama for a moment. Rama with blood everywhere, the condition of the body is very far from healthy.

Rama's eyes also looked at Sinta from a distance, though blurry Rama could see Sinta staring at him. Rama made a small smile before his eyes closed. Rama has lost consciousness.

Sinta ran into the silver car. He sat inside, but the feeling was not calm. It is appropriate that he left Rama alone, even though the state of Rama could not be said to be okay. Sinta sees Rama's white car, the owner is already sprawled, and the only one who knows is only Sinta.

Sinta glanced at the P3K box in the car. He was still a bit hesitant to help Rama, as they were strangers now. Rama and Sinta are not lovers like they used to be. Sinta shook her head strongly, the white hand picked up the P3K box and opened the car door. He left the umbrella and ran towards Rama who was now unconscious.

"Rama." Sinta got there, he was a little surprised when he saw the condition of Rama who is now unconscious. Though before Sinta entered the car Rama was still conscious, but now he has lost consciousness.

"Rama, open your eyes." Sinta patted Rama's cheek several times. No answer at all.

Sinta who started to panic, opened the P3K box, Sinta's hand ruffled the white box looking for where the goods he needed. Sinta's hand picked up the cotton rush when her eyes saw. He slowly cleaned Rama's wounds with cotton that had been dripped with alcohol first.

"Rama, wake up." While continuing to clean the blood of Rama, Sinta muttered hoping Rama opened his eyes so that Sinta did not panic too much.

Rama's blood was so much, because the man hit his head pretty strongly against the wall. Sinta is a bit overwhelmed to overcome the wounds of Rama, but because Sinta who was a member of PMR when SMA can overcome this slowly.

After the wound on Rama's forehead he managed to clean, he switched to clean the blood from both palms of Rama's hands. Sinta saw clearly this man beating his own hand against the wall. Sinta's deft hand cleans the wound on Rama's back.

Rama's eyes slowly opened, although still a bit blurry, he was still trying to widen his gaze. Rama could see the long black hair of a woman busy treating the wounds she had.

"Love" said Rama slowly. Sinta's movements stopped, he looked at Rama, a smile rising on the woman's face.

"Rama, are you conscious?" ask the woman. Rama's view was completely open, the blurry that had taken hold was now gone. Now Rama's eyes could see clearly that the woman who treated him was Sinta. And always will be Sinta.

Rama fixed his seat to be more firm, and Sinta was quick to help.

"You slow down" he said.

Sinta again treated Rama's wounds. Now he applied the ointment on the wound of the head of Rama. Sinta's white hands still felt soft when her skin touched Rama's skin although unintentionally.

Sinta focused on treating Rama's wounds and Rama focused on seeing who was treating him. Sinta's alertness and worry are still the same. Rama, fascinated again by the same woman.

"You can't keep believing. I know you're tired, but hurting yourself isn't good either. The more you should age, the more you mature, the more you will get rid of the bad habits of yourself, Rama," said Sinta and it was loved by Rama. Even a small ruckus appeared on Vishnu's handsome face.

Sinta continues to nag Rama for doing the same even after years of separation. Sinta knows exactly what Rama is like. He's a temper, and he's got unstoppable emotions. If he is in trouble, he does not hesitate to beat people or more often he beat himself. That is why Sinta must always be on Rama's side, he must always be alert in case Rama hurts himself again.

Sinta thought Rama's habits would disappear if Rama was old, but it turned out the same. Rama did not change, even after 20 years of separation.

"Please" said Rama. Sinta did not answer, she focused on tidying up the P3K box that had fallen apart due to the panic she experienced.

Sinta cleared her throat to answer Rama's words earlier. He closed the P3K box after the bandage was attached to Rama's forehead.

"So much pain?" ask Sinta.

"There's." Rama put his hand on his chest. "The pain here hasn't gone away, Sin." Rama said, the wound in his heart is still not gone.

Sinta ignored, she tried to look ordinary in front of Rama.

"I don't know why you're doing this" said the woman.

"Me, tired Sin. Naturally do this," replied Rama.

Sinta shook her head, "It's not natural, Ram. Until whenever something like this is not normal. Why don't you ever understand, I always tell you never hurt yourself. You beat yourself up, how good is it to embrace yourself?"

"Just be careful, Sin," replied the man in front of him.

Sinta increasingly does not understand the attitude of Rama. Really, nothing has changed from this former Sinta.

"Yes, you never change. I knew that hurting yourself never wanted to do something. Must be treated people first want, then new infections know taste."

"Do you still know me?"

Sinta fell silent, her pitch-black netra looked back at the netra hazel that used to be where Sinta came home. Sinta cannot lie and reject the fact that Rama was once the best place to go home he had. Rama is the greatest love and the greatest wound in Sinta's life.

"You, come home rest," said Sinta about to leave from there.

"Why Sin?" Sinta's steps came to a halt, the man she was now behind trying to stand up.

Rama stood up even though he had to lean his body against the wall. "Why did you betray me?" Sinta turned around. "I'm that bad that you betrayed me?"

That topic. Again the sensitive topic was revealed by Rama. Even at a time like this, Rama discussed it, it was completely lost mind.

"I love you, Sin. But you betrayed me. And what end? You were betrayed by that man."

"I never betrayed you Rama, how many times I have to say," Sinta replied.

"I see you with that man Sinta. Can't that be used as evidence?"

"Ram, I never betrayed you, and that man I don't even know." Just like before, Sinta still tried to defend herself.

"The other guy dares to kiss you, it means he's got a relationship with you Sin."

"No Rama!" snapped Sinta. "I said no, yes! How many times do I have to tell you." Sinta's voice began to sound soft.

"If you had no relationship with that man Sin, now we wouldn't be strangers" Rama said.

"We become strangers because you break your promise. You can't trust me like you promised at the time. If you believe me, we're not going to be strangers now, Ram."

Rama paused for a moment, before returning to his voice, "I'm breaking a promise? How are you then? You also break Sin's promise, you can't be as faithful as you promised."

"I'm not loyal?" Sinta was inexhaustible with this man in front of her. Regardless of what Rama's heart was made of, he never believed in Sinta even until this very moment.

"Yes Sin, you were related to other men when we were married and you are also marrying other men now" Rama explained.

"I got married because you married Rama!" reply Sinta.

"That's because you betrayed me first!" Rama's intonation began to increase. "You started first, you made us separate, Sinta."

"Stop accusing me of Rama!" snapped Sinta.

"I'm not saying it's true!"

These two humans are now throwing each other a snap. Seeking each other a defense for yourself.

"Udah Ram, I'm tired of you. You're the same as it turns out, I'm lucky to split up the same way you know you don't." Sinta steps away, but hearing a voice like someone has fallen makes Sinta stop.

Rama couldn't hold his balance, he fell back to the floor.

"Rama." As usual, Sinta was always helpful. He even carried Rama to his car, even though Rama had accused him of being a no-no.

Sinta's legs stopped moving. He saw Meethila in front, the woman approached them both taking Rama from the Sinta.

"I'm his wife, I happen to pass by here. Thanks." Sinta had not had time to ask him who, the woman had already introduced herself.

"You are his wife. Next time take care of your husband well, do not let her husband wild until here. Especially accusing others." Rama's gaze lifted, as Sinta's words sounded.

"Oh yes, I want to say, yes you are already his wife. May you be strong, she's crazy about it." After saying that, Sinta got back in the car. Run the car away from there.

Meethila saw Sinta's car go, the woman knew very well who the woman was with Rama. That, Sinta— ex-wife Rama as well as the woman who is very Rama love. Meethila saw that face every day on her nightstand. The face of the woman who is still in the heart of Rama and make Meethila can not get into it.

"Gapain come here?" ask Rama limp.

Meethila is assisted by the driver to bring Rama into the car. "So I caught you. Even stray here, yes we have met," replied Meethila sat Rama in the passenger seat.

Meethila told the driver to bring Rama's car home, let Rama Meethila I take care of it.

"Destiny want me to meet you Mas, so I was made stray here earlier," said Meethila turned on the car.

Rama smiled, "Destiny wants me to meet Sinta, so bring me here." Meethila was speechless, she preferred to run the car.

"Love is still the same, she's still the attention of the old days. I still love him."

Meethila kept running the car even though her heart ached to hear Rama continue to praise Sinta. Meethila does not know that Sinta means a lot in Rama's life, but it is more confusing why Rama wants to marry her. The reason Rama and Sinta split up is still very mysterious to Meethila. Because Meethila could see Rama's love for Sinta was still there, but Rama parted with her.

The universe has brought together Rama and Sinta, and Meethila believes after this their meeting will happen again. Fate wants to open something through their meeting, and Meethila must be ready if she is eliminated.