Love Among Family Hostility
Love according to Sinta

At night, where humans have just returned from their activities all day. The time in which the humans rested, restored the energy to strike tomorrow. The night is always dark and now accompanied by a bright shining moon gives a beautiful light to look at.

And a girl in pink pajamas with short sleeves and pants on her knees, sitting on a bench pad. The girl with hair was stroked, and in her hand was a shabby colored paper. The girl with a smile engraved on her face read the contents of the letter she held.

Accompanied by the night sky, Eleena read word for word, verse after verse of poetry written beautifully on this paper. Poetry that Vishnu gave him. Every word on the paper was so beautiful, it always bewitched Eleena. But for this time, the poem managed to make Eleena moved to almost shed tears.

Eleena lowered the paper, sighing deeply. "That's great," he murmured. Eleena kept staring at the paper containing the poem. Every word that was said there was so amazing for Eleena. It felt like the girl was actually made to fly by those words. Vishnu is so amazing.

Eleena in the daydream of every word on the paper was awakened by the knock of the door and the sound of the door breaking when it opened. Eleena looked back, looking at who the person who had entered her room was. Eleena smiled resignedly, she should not have to ask who that person was in her mind, because of course it was Sinta. Who else will enter Eleena's room at night besides the woman.

"Why, Bun?" Eleena did not stand up from her seat, but she told Sinta to sit next to her through her sign language and questions.

"What are you doing?" sinta asked began to look at her soul.

"Mother kepo!" Eleena hid the paper behind her body.

"El, Mommy wants to see. That's what." Sinta tried to take the paper from Eleena but Eleena immediately put the paper into her pants pocket.

"Privacy, Bun," said Eleena.

"Mother's child is already big it turns out, it's smart to use privacy." Sinta pinched Eleena's cheek, making the empress grimace in pain.

"Sick, Mother." Eleena stroked his cheek. Laugh in response. "El, you're so funny, honey," said Sinta, stroking her son's mane.

"Why are you here?" Eleena came back on the first topic that should have been since Sinta sat here already they were talking about.

"Yes, not papa. Shouldn't you play with your own child?"

Eleena shook her head, "No, Bun. That El mean, does anyone want Mother to talk to El."

"Emang should anyone want to talk first yes, can only play with his son?" Sinta continued to reply to Eleena with a trick question.

"Ihhhh, Mother of nyebelin!" Eleena pursed her lips, as a sign that she was upset about every answer Sinta gave her.

Sinta laughed, "Mother here wants to play with you, nothing important. You just calm down," said Sinta in the end, able to restore Eleena's attention to him.

"Mother doesn't fight with Dad anymore, does she?" Eleena asked Sinta. Especially today Arjuna had just returned to their home this morning. Eleena hopes that the relationship between Sinta and Arjuna will improve as well after they put distance between the existing relationship.

"No dear, Mother is the same Dad is better." Sinta answered with gentleness and confidence, dismissing Eleena's thoughts about the bad relationship that still happened between Sinta and Arjuna.

"Mother, what do you think love is?"

"Why all of a sudden? Do you like Vishnu?"

"Ihhh, no Mother. Always Vishnu, like El has no other friends," replied Eleena annoyed.

"Keep you like Arfin?" ask Sinta again and tease her daughter.

"No need to like it first, can't it be about love, Bun?" Eleena corrected her sitting position, looking at Sinta seriously.

"Why are you suddenly, El?"

"Let's read a novel, Bun. According to Mother, what is love? Kan, Mommy is experienced," replied Eleena.

Sinta's gaze changed softly. Experienced in love he said, whereas Sinta alone does not know when she is lucky in the thing called love. Maybe for the age of Sinta who has entered this stage, people will label themselves as experts in love, when in fact the woman is an expert in having love that never existed.

"Love. Everyone has their own perspective on love. But if for, Mother love it...." Sinta began to tell stories, bringing her thoughts flying to decades ago.

"Love is when you're with someone and you're comfortable with them. That love when you feel safe, is near him and will feel empty or lacking if he is not there." The sentence brings Sinta to remember how she and Rama always spent time together even though they had to hide so as not to be caught by their families.

"Son, love is you can be not alone but both. There is no name better to love or be loved, because it is better to love each other. Respect each other and fight for each other. If you love people, you must be able to fight and defend them to continue to be yours, even if one world is against. But in the realm of effort you maintain it does not hurt him let alone others."

"Love is long, El. But one thing is for sure, you have not been said to love if you have not been able to love. Love is another name, son. Sincerely live with him as it is, sincerely face all the challenges that will come in the future, and sincere if indeed the love you fight for ends in vain."

Sinta's chest started to feel tight. The sentence he just uttered, brought the woman to remember how he met Rama at the stop a few weeks ago. How Rama shed tears and made Sinta come home with tears. Rama's passage explains that he once fought for the woman but was rejected outright by his family.

"The other name of love is love. You must be sincere, if indeed the love you have does not end happily. You also have to be sincere if you are not with the person you love. Because, in addition to spending time together, love also means happiness. You and she should be happy even if they're not in a special relationship, like a marriage."

Sinta bit the bottom of her lips strongly. Trying to hold back the tears that have been pooled in the fertilizer. Her marriage broke down and ended miserably. It was all because of the hostility between the Aksanta family and the Agustama family. Sinta can make sure that the two families are not hostile, the relationship between him and Rama will not be like this now.

"Love means I'm the same you are, Ram," inwardly Sinta, gazing at the perfectly round moon with a bright light emanating.

Rama looked back. The man who was on the sofa of his room, turned his head towards the back of the sofa. He felt like someone was saying his name but in the room he was alone. Rama turned his head back to the front and his hazel iris fell on a picture frame containing Sinta's face.

"You called me, Sin?" batin Rama, staring in the photo of the woman who used to be his woman but now became someone else's woman.