Love Among Family Hostility
Surprised

"Have you broken up with Vishnu?" Gilang approached Eleena, standing right in front of the girl.

Eleena slightly looked up to stare at Gilang's flat face without a smile towards her. Even that face was impressed like an angry and annoyed face to Eleena.

Eleena was a little stunned, as Gilang's gaze grew sharper as the girl stared at her eyeballs. As Eleena knew, Gilang was not as arrogant and angry as Vishnu. But today, Gilang looks no different from his haughty friend.

Eleena shook her head slowly in response to Gilang's question. And because of Eleena's answer, she could hear the cry of Gilang. Even Gilang immediately threw away his gaze as soon as he knew the answer from the girl in front of him.

Without further explanation, Gilang immediately left Eleena. Stay away from the girl with an angry and irritated face and strong clenched hands.

Eleena stared at Gilang's back slowly disappearing. There is a strange thing about this friend of Vishnu. As long as Eleena knew about Gilang, he was a very different man from Vishnu Eleena often saw Gilang chatting or joking with other students, in contrast to Vishnu who seemed reluctant to be friends with anyone.

However, the name of the human must have the other side of each and can change. So it's only natural that Gilang also changed a little.

Eleena turned around and no longer thought about Gilang. After all for what the girl thought about Gilang and what happened to him, Gilang was not an important person in his life.

Speaking of important people, Eleena woke up. She stopped stepping, Eleena patted her own forehead. Eleena turned around, started running a little.

"Say!" call Eleena a little scream. Eleena ran to try to get to Gilang who was getting further and further from view.

Eleena forgot to ask where Arfin was. It's been almost a week that Eleena hasn't seen Arfin again. Arfin disappeared like that.

"Say!" eleena screamed again, but unfortunately Gilang still did not hear.

Eleena further increased her running pace, hoping that she could reach Gilang and make the man stop. But unfortunately, even though Eleena had run fast still she lost with a big step Gilang.

"Gilang—" Eleena's breath snorted. The girl stopped, clutching her knees trying to catch her breath as a result of the shortness of running but the person who had been called since had not turned her head in the least.

"Why lo?" Eleena's gaze lifted. The girl looked to the left, she found a tall man standing next to her. That's Baim.

"Lo temen Vishnu, right?" eleena asked, still normalizing her breathing. Baim nodded.

"Baim? That's your name, right?" Baim nodded again. For how many months Eleena knew Vishnu, but she did not know all her friends. Eleena only knows Arfin, Gilang and Baim just remember the face without knowing the name.

"Im, where's Arfin?" Eleena asked clearly. Not wanting to mince words and buy time, afraid that the girl will forget again later.

"Why is Arfin lo?" Baim asked back.

"She's my friend" Eleena replied quickly.

Baim felt a little compassion for Arfin as soon as he heard Eleena's reply. It was like there was a pain in the bottom of Baim's heart for Arfin. Baim knew how much Arfin loved Eleena. In addition to Gilang, he also witnessed how Arfin kept quiet and continued to succumb to letting Vishnu spend time with Eleena.

Had Arfin known Eleena's answer at the moment, Baim could not have imagined how disappointed the man would have been.

Baim sighed before answering. "Arfin's sick. He hasn't been to college for a week."

"What pain?" ask Eleena.

Baim shrugged his shoulders, and without saying anything, Baim left Eleena alone in her place.

"What pain does arfin have?" mummified Eleena.

...***...

Silang stood in front of a large white-painted door. The man sighed, trying to prepare himself for something that would probably be terrible. Flick the bell on the left side of the door.

With fear and panic, Gilang tried to normalize his breath so as not to look like a loser just because he wanted to meet with Rama. Gilang's hand holding the file and documents suddenly shook slightly as the door opened.

Gilang's facial expression tried to look relaxed and not tense, but Gilang could not lie to his feelings. He was too scared, too scared. Meeting Rama was like meeting a ghost for him or even more terrifying than meeting a ghost. Rama never liked him, either before he knew Gilang or after knowing Gilang.

Gilang sighed once more, when the door was perfectly opened and a servant told him to enter Gilang hesitantly but was forced to step into the mansion like a palace belonging to the Aksanta residence.

Gilang steps one by one were heard echoing in the corner of the room, and therefore Gilang stopped his steps feared because his footsteps would cause a commotion in this house. Although actually the presence of Gilang is the main trigger of the commotion.

The sound of footsteps from across was heard in Gilang's ears. The man who was originally still able to maintain his fear was now out of control again. Tensely tense, he was afraid, as if the man was about to meet his end when only the father of his friend. Gilang sighed again, closing his eyes for a moment to calm down. He was ready if Rama would curse and scold him, Gilang was ready.

"Said." Gilang's eyes opened as the sound that pierced his sense of hearing was very much different from the voice of Rama he was used to.

"Mrs." Gilang greeted Meethila—the man who called Gilang. Believe it or not, there is a little relief in Gilang's heart because he did not directly meet with Rama.

"Would you like to file?" tanya Meethila looked at some documents and files in Gilang's hands.

Gilang nodded, "Yes Madam. I was told by Abi to take this to Lord Rama. Where is Lord Rama, Madam?"

"Mas Rama is not home anymore. You love me the file later I love Mas Rama," replied Meethila.

Missing a smile, she happily gave some documents and files to Meethila.

"Mrs, where is Vishnu? How come he hasn't been in two days?" ask Gilang politely.

"Vishnu in the room." Meethila simply replied that as if she deliberately did not want to tell Gilang further. The woman left the room leaving Gilang.

Gilang walked towards Vishnu's room. His friendship with Vishnu has been established for years, although he ended up being scolded by Rama, but Gilang still recklessly entered his friend's room. As it is now.

He didn't knock, he went inside. To the extent that the presence of the man surprised Vishnu who was leaning his back to the mattress divider.

"Make a shock!" swear Vishnu as soon as he saw the figure of Gilang clearly in front of him.

"Young Master, why?" Gilang could not hide the look of his surprise to see the condition of Vishnu like this.

"How can you get a gini?" Gilang sat next to Vishnu.

"I know about Eleena."

"Huh?"

"Si Rama knew Eleena son of the Aerospace," explained Vishnu.

It turns out that in addition to being surprised to see the condition of Vishnu like this, there is something even more surprising. Who would have guessed that these lies and pretense would end up like this.

Gilang never thought that the identity of Eleena could be revealed to Rama. Because of hearing Vishnu devise the best possible plan, the gap for Rama to know the truth is very small. But look, this is happening.

"Can't you?" ask Gilang.

Vishnu sighed, starting to tell about the incident two days ago where his life almost drifted because of Rama. The incident that made Vishnu afraid to go out of the room and meet with Rama.

As Rama's shout boomed throughout the room, Vishnu rushed out of the room to approach his father who was clearly shouting calling out his full name. Once Vishnu got there, the man immediately got an offer and a truth that Rama knew about the real identity of Eleena—the girl that Vishnu had been dating in order to avoid the crazy matchmaking of Rama.

"You still have sense? Or is your mind gone?" rama asked Vishnu who fell on the floor.

Meethila approached her son, helping Vishnu to stand up but Rama's clash instantly made Meethila take a few steps back. "No one's helping him!" snapped Rama.

The people there began to walk backwards, away from the place of Rama and Vishnu. Rama's anger this time seemed different from the man's usual anger. The man's face flushed red, and the veins on his neck were until visible.

Vishnu stood up again, but Rama's slap was returned to his left cheek and made the man fall down again. This time Rama did not give a chance to Vishnu to stand up again, he immediately pulled Vishnu's shirt, forced the man to stand up and smashed his son's back against the wall violently.

"Auuu," the ringist Vishnu was in pain when the wall hit him very hard on his back.

"You crazy? Or is Vishnu Putra Aksanta crazy?" Rama's voice was swallowed but very piercing in Vishnu. Even the breath of Rama is like a sharp knife to Vishnu.

"You know who he is, right? You know how much I hate his family, you also know how much I hate his last name." Rama hit Vishnu's back repeatedly against the wall. To the extent that Vishnu was made very weak and no longer have energy because the pain in his back has spread everywhere.

Meethila wanted to come forward to help Vishnu, she could not bear to see the Son alone was treated like that by her own husband. But unfortunately Meethila's steps were stopped by the gaze of her father-in-law who told the woman to stay in her place and not interfere with Rama's current anger. Because they know, if anyone intervenes, not only Vishnu will run out but Meethila will also run out. He knew how much Rama hated the Aerospace, and why he knew it. So he could not help Vishnu this time, because what was done by the man at this time had indeed passed.

"You're crazy! Crazy and Crazy!" Rama slammed Vishnu's body, giving the man a blow many times without mercy. She channeled all her claustrophobic, hateful and disgusted feelings into beating her son mercilessly.

"You were born only to make me suffer, Vishnu Son of Aksanta!" Rama pushed Vishnu's body hard until his forehead was scratched off the end of the glass-lined table and ended up the glass breaking.

"Pa, sorry.." said Vishnu, already very weak can no longer accept violence from Rama.

"I'm sorry? Even death you can't pay for the shame you put on my family, son of a bitch!" Rama pulled Vishnu's clothes again, made the man stand up and gave a punch on the man's face and gave a punch in the stomach area of Vishnu.

Vishnu groaned in pain, asking those around him to help from Rama's current rampage, but unfortunately no one wanted to help him. Even Meethila just stood still in her place while crying hysterically.

"Eleena Safira Dirgantara, that's her name, right?" rama asked, but Vishnu gave no answer.

Rama pushed Vishnu again, banging his son's head against the wall so that fresh blood flowed from between Vishnu's hair. Vishnu fell, he gagged. All of his limbs hurt, he couldn't take it anymore.

"Pa, I'm sorry." Vishnu held Rama's feet, begging the man for mercy.

But, instead of giving an answer, Rama actually threw Vishnu's hand from his foot. "Nobody comes near him!" rama then went from there.

"Mama.." said Vishnu, staring at Meethila. The man wept, this pain overcame Vishnu's whole courage not to cry.

His face was bruised, his forehead was injured and bleeding not to mention blood from between his hair. The handsome face of the man was flowed by fresh blood now. The man's back was very sore now, Vishnu could only feel an unstoppable pain and soreness all over his limbs.

Vishnu did not even have the energy to just stand from his position which is currently sitting by leaning the body against the wall.

"You're done now." The voice of Rama who came out of nowhere, gave a sense of tightness in Vishnu's chest. His breathing was hunting, his chest was up and down unable to catch his breath normally anymore.

Especially when the iris hazelnya find that there is a sharp object in the hands of Rama. Rama approached Vishnu, bringing the sharp object closer to Vishnu's stomach area but thankfully the sharp object did not have time to hit Vishnu's stomach.

Rama's father took the knife from Rama's rough hands, throwing the sharp object of origin.

"I know you're angry with him. But remember, he's Aksanta's son. You have no right to take that away from him. I would never agree that you lost the sole heir of Aksanta just because of your anger, Rama," the old man explained.

"YARRGGGHHH!" Rama screamed, shuffling his hair depression away from there leaving everyone behind. He walked into his room, slamming firmly on the door until the sound of the slam echoed throughout the room.

"Dear." Meethila came to Vishnu, she could not bear to see her son like this. Meethila hurriedly called a doctor to come to their house. With the help of the servant, Meethila took Vishnu into the room, laying his son's body on the bed.

Meethila cleaned Vishnu's blood before the doctor came to their house and examined his son's condition further.

And because of the violence of Rama, Vishnu ends up getting an oxygen device to help him breathe. Let alone to move from his position, Vishnu even difficult to get out the words. Rama is crazy today.

Vishnu told me so much detail that he gave Gilang goosebumps, and did not dare to imagine how cruel the events of that day were.

"Gue's almost dead, Lang. Maybe if my grandfather does not call me, I live the name now," said Vishnu, staring blankly at the wall of his room.

"Duh, how cute is my Young Master. Isn't it sick?"

"Hurt stupid!" vishnu's curse when Gilang's hand touched his bandaged wound.

"Sorry," said Gilang. "So, what do you want now? I mean, what are your plans and relationships?"

"I don't know Lang. I'm cape, that's just a shits." Vishnu heaved a heavy sigh, he really was very resigned to the fate of his life in the future.