Love In The Midst of Hostility
Chapter 10 - A Trip To Bali

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"What do you mean by father?" Lika ensures. He did not want his position to be replaced by someone else.

"Why is that, sir?" Zafran also asked.

"Take a seat and listen to me. It hasn't been a fight." Mr. Surya took a long breath.

Lika who had been standing up since then, rushed to sit down to the chair. He was afraid that his chance to participate in the Olympics would just fade away.

Mr. Surya looked at Lika and Zafran so easily. He immediately informed him carefully that the national championship would be held in the form of a team.

"Team?" Lika and Zafran were both shocked.

"really. That is the policy that the center provides. The reason you're talking to you is just because you want to be sure. You two mind not being on one team?" Mr. Surya squinted his eyes. Both hands are folded in front of the chest.

Zafran and Lika were silent. Both are thinking about making a decision. Considering the achievements in the national arena is very important for them.

"Everything doesn't matter, right? You are competing in different fields. We just went to Bali together. That's it," explained Mr. Surya. He indirectly mentioned that the national championship was held outside the city. "Oh yeah, the ones who came were not just the two of you. There are other students who are part of the team,"

"I'm coming, sir!" Zafran agreed. She felt she had to do it for Lika to be reluctant to come along.

Lika's pupils instantly enlarged. Hearing Zafran agree, he felt charged to raise his voice. The girl will not lose.

"I'm coming too!" lika. Making Zafran's eyeballs turn pushy.

"All right." Mr. Surya was pleased with the decision of his two best students. He continued, "but you have to promise me one thing, never make trouble when we start leaving later. You do not want to hear there is a debate especially until the physical quarrel. Understood?"

Zafran and Lika did not immediately reply. The two were just looking at each other. Emitting a hateful stare that was held back.

"Understand me, sir." Zafran and Lika answered simultaneously.

"That's dong. I also saw it. We can have a holiday to Bali, right?" respond Mr. Surya. Next, he let Zafran and Lika out of the room.

"For me there is no word of peace!" lika said as she walked ahead of Zafran.

"Diddeliver! Whoever wants peace" Zafran replied. He stepped fast while deliberately bumping into Lika's shoulder. Success made the girl stagger for a moment.

"Crazy!" furious Lika. His jaw was grieving.

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Assessment process ends. The holidays have arrived. But not for Zafran and Lika. Both had to go to the national championship.

Lika is in her room now. He had just finished putting the clothes in the bag. He also did not forget to bring some books.

"Are you ready?" Selia appeared from behind the door. He carried a large bag of various necessities for the nephew.

"Oh my goodness, Auntie. I can't take all that." Lika's eyes widened when she saw the bag that Selia was carrying.

"It's for your needs." Selia insisted.

"Udah, I brought enough." Lika picked up some items from the bag that Selia had brought. Then give a short kiss on the cheek to the tant.

"How could you, my heart of Tantenya." An anxious Selia rubbed the top of the niece's head. Lika then brought a knotty smile.

On the other hand, Zafran was sitting casually on the sofa. He was lazing because Zara forced him to eat breakfast before leaving.

"How many people went to Bali?" ask Gamal while sitting next to Zafran.

"The next-door family doesn't come, does it?" Gamal talks about Selia. The question this time makes Zafran stop playing mobile phones.

Zafran scratched the nape that was not itchy. He knew how his father and mother hated the Baskara family so much.

"Zaf? You're not near that kid, are you?" Because Zafran did not answer, Gamal again raised his voice.

"No really! Papah is calm. I don't even know him at all." Zafran.

"It's good that it is." Gamal grunts in relief.

Zafran stared at the cross. He actually knew very well the problems that had occurred between his family and the Baskara family. As an obedient child, he intended to obey all of Gamal's words.

Time shows at 07:30 am. This time Zafran was escorted by a driver. He went straight to the airport.

The phone kept ringing from now on. Zafran came very late. Mr. Surya and the others tried to tell him to come soon.

Arriving at the airport, Zafran ran as much as possible. Until he can join the group.

"You're always late! Never changed." Mr. Surya chimed in while raising one hand towards Zafran. He was angry in a joking fashion.

"Sorry, Sir. The plane hasn't left yet, has it?" Zafran impressed relaxed.

"Just leave now." Mr. Surya said as he looked at the circular watch on his wrist.

At a distance not so far away, Lika seemed busy holding a book. He is accompanied by Keyla, the girl who happens to represent the school for the debate race.

Lika was silent when she saw the presence of Zafran. He even tends not to care. 'Sir Surya shouldn't have called him. Let it be left out all. It's not a holiday to go with the shucks" he commented in his heart.

"Zafran if it's too late. But when I see him coming, I always smile. He's very handsome, yes" Keyla said.

"Lo if you want to praise that guy don't talk in my ear. That's a big mistake!" lika's eyes darted towards Keyla.

"Ups, sorry.I forgot that you're the only Zafran haters in school." Keyla responded casually. Tomboy girl seems to even consider Zafran as a cool guy.

Not long after, everyone was welcome to walk to enter the plane. Before entering, Mr. Surya distributed tickets first to his entourage.

The ticket has a seat number where the passenger must sit. Now Lika is looking for a seat that matches the number on the ticket. Until he finally found the chair. The place is exactly in the middle.

The position near the window looks to have been occupied by someone. Lika who wanted to hurry, just sat down to the chair. It was then that he realized that the person sitting by the window was Zafran. Both were surprised.

"Damn!" sumpat Zafran.

"Crazy!" Lika cursed at the same time as Zafran.

"Why are you sitting next to me?!" timpal Zafran's.

"The number on my ticket corresponds to this seat! Who wants to sit next to you!" Lika clenched her mouth in annoyance. He stood up and tried to find Keyla. I hope that my friend is willing to switch seats.

Unfortunately Keyla's position was a bit far behind. Worse, the girl was already busy covering her ears with a headset.

Lika grunts rudely. He had no choice but to approach Keyla. But he had not been able to move, a very fat man sitting on his right chair.

Incidentally, the row of seats occupied by Lika and Zafran consisted of three pieces. Zafran sat on the leftmost seat, while Lika was in the middle.

Due to the arrival of the fat man, Lika became difficult to pass. He wanted to talk well, but felt bad. The man closed his eyes comfortably. Lika had to sit down again.

"Why sit down again?!" furious Zafran.