HATE Before LOVE
Rigid!

The elf sat dumbstruck in front of a doctor's room who had been trying for almost two hours with the best effort to save Yanuar. The doctor asked the family representative to talk about Yanuar's condition.

Elif who represented Zehra to talk to the doctor, because he saw the condition of Zehra that was so bad with what happened to Yanuar.

Thirty minutes passed, the doctor explained Yanuar's health condition, which essentially contained several health problems in his heart. And the health problems have been going on for the past few months. It was just that Yanuar did not seem to care about it and did not check on it. Doctors recommend immediate surgery to avoid a fatal event that would allow Yanuar to lose his life in a few months if not immediately perform surgery.

And during that time, Yanuar also had to undergo several intensive treatments that must be routinely done every week.

"Is there any other option Doc, other than surgery? Maybe with routine care, for example?" elif asked while wiping his tears before he came out of the doctor's room.

"Routine care is a support to control disorders in the heart of Mr. Yanuar. The only thing is to perform the operation. "

Elif slumped against the wall in front of the doctor's office. Where could he get money for his father's surgery and routine maintenance? The results of their restaurant business are only enough for daily life and wages for their only employee. Part-time pay is enough to pay for college. Their father is no longer working. Where can an Elif or Zehra get the cost for surgery and routine maintenance that costs so much?

Elif rubbed his face, removing the hair covering his face. Her hair is no longer formed. His appearance is a mess. He got up with a pair of weak legs he stepped on. There is nothing he can do just by crying.

Elif will discuss all of this with her mother and sister. Of course this is not news that calms the heart after what happened. However, Elif did not want anything to be hidden from his family. If you want to find a way out, talking is the way.

Yanuar was still inside the recovery room, as the Elif met Zehra and Adit in the waiting room. Adit who first saw him stood up and approached his brother.

"What's the doctor saying, brother?"

"Do you know what happened until Dad was like this?" ask Elif.

"When I got home from school, Lani told me that Mom and Dad were having a fight since Brother left for work. And then I heard Dad yell at me and say that I'm spoiling you too much, and then I said my dad angrily and said that I was being unfair to you, just because..." Adit hung up his sentence.

"Because what?"

"Because I really want a boy." Adit answered him with a sad and regretful voice. "I'm sorry, Brother."

"Why are you sorry? You're not wrong."

"Because I was born, I'm like this to you, sister." Adit's eyes glazed over, his younger brother despite looking indifferent, stupid, but he always loved Elif, Adit was always annoyed at Yanuar who always pampered him but did not spoil Elif.

"Shh." Elif pulls Adit, rubbing his younger brother's back. "It's not your fault, okay." Elif shuffled Adit's hair, then they walked towards Zehra.

"What did the doctor say?"

"We're talking to Mom too" replied Elif.

They sat on the sides of Zehra, trying to give strength to her mother who looked so guilty.

"Elif, what's your condition, the doctor said?" Zehra asked. Her eyes were tired and stare at Elif hoping to get the news that nothing serious was happening to her husband.

Elif strengthened his heart, although not the heart, but he had to tell the truth to Mother and her sister, they deserve to know what happened to Yanuar.

And after explaining what the doctor had said earlier to Elif, the reaction of Zehra as well as Adit had already been predicted by him.

Zehra looked very beaten and guilty, also confused as if standing in the darkness. Adit is trying to understand the situation he just faced.

"We can use your severance pay for surgery, right?" Adit gave me advice.

"No. Don't." Don't." Elif immediately rejected the idea.

"Why? We don't have any money for dad's surgery, just that severance pay"

"The money's for your entrance fee to ball school." Cut Elif.

"But I don't want to! Going to football school wasn't my dream, it wasn't my wish, it was my father's!"

"That's it, you should go to football school, make me proud of you."

"But that's not my goal! Why doesn't anyone understand me!"

"Do you think anyone understands me?!" Jerk Elif, make Adit silenced to resist the riled feeling

Elif took a deep breath, exhaling it slowly. "Listen Dit, the doctor said Dad should not be stressed, should not be excessive emotions. Dad's heart is not healthy!" elif is more calm. "Now all we have to think about is dad's health first. For that we have to be children who can make you proud by being what you want."

"I mean Brother?"

"You're going to go to football school and be the best footballer you can be. And I'm gonna quit college, I'm gonna find a decent job for dad to rely on and no longer be a burden to him."

"Elif, you've never been a burden to us, son." said Zehra Lirih.

"Yes, but that's not what I heard from dad's mouth this afternoon, Mom." Sahut Elif's.

"Are you going to give up on your ideals, brother? You said you wanted to be a good journalist" Adit said.

"For Dad's sake, I'll do it."

"The father who doesn't even love you?"

"Addit!" Zehra reprimanding.

Elif commented with a sad smile, "I'm sure there are no parents who don't love their children, including their fathers. It's just that dad loves me in a way that's hard to understand."

***

Her chest feels so tight. Stiff because he himself finally decided to bury his ideals for the sake of the father who never even rubbed his hair. Shortness because he made his sister unable to make her choice, though he knew Adit had planned to go abroad after graduating high school and would work while studying like himself because Adit really wanted to become an accountant.

It was so tight that it felt so painful. What after this will you see? You'd be proud of him? Will you love him like you love Adit? Or will you keep looking at him one eye and not care?

He needs someone to talk to, to spill all his sadness and tightness in his heart. Without feeling any tears flowing, wetting his eyes to his cheeks, his gaze became a little blurry. He picked up his phone, searched for a name in the outgoing call list.

At times like this he used to talk first to Yura, because Mona was too quick to get emotional. Yura's name is on Dimas's behalf. Wiping tears in his eyes, he pressed Yura's name on the screen of his phone.

Tut. tut's...

"Hello?" the female voice answered.

"Hello, Yura..."

"Eh, sorry, Yura who is it?"

"Lho, this is Yura's phone, right?"

"Oh, sorry, it seems like a misalignment. This is Dimas' cell phone."

"Dim..mas? Dimas?" Elif kept her phone away from her ear to see the name on the screen. It turns out Dimas' name was there. He mispressed the name.

"With Selin, his girlfriend."

It was as if he had been struck by lightning on a clear day. The elf was so shocked that he did not know what to say. He closed his eyes, clenched his jaw. Grip his phone's hardware.

"Hello? Hello?" the woman's voice was heard.

"Yes, sorry, can I talk to Dimas?"

"Oh, the dimas are now in the bathroom."

"Bathroom? Oh, there's a bathroom there too, right?"

"Workshop? We're not being miffed, but in a hotel"

"Darling, who's on the phone?" Dimas' voice was heard cutting the sentence of a woman named Selin.

"Oh, this Dimas is done. Wanna talk?" the woman offered Elif.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Who?" Dimas' voice asked full of affection.

"Your assistant."

"Assistant?"

"Yes, here, it says his name is your screen assistant."

The next second sounded Dimas cursing before finally answering in a stammered voice.

"Elif..."

"You're dead now!"

Tut! Tut! Tut!

His face turned towards the night sky. A chair that was in the hospital garden not to fall down full of sadness on the garden grass.

You can get through Elif, you can. It's all a life process. Being betrayed is one of the processes for you to grow and learn to be more careful about giving your trust. And your pain is to learn to be a strong human being.

***

Elsewhere, in a magnificent house, sturdy pillars become a picture of the luxury of a whitewashed house with a high iron fence. A variety of dishes are served on a long dining table. The favorite foods of the only successor and heir of the Demir family are ready to be eaten.

Ardan stared pityfully at all the dishes that could not all be eaten by just the three of them. Ardan, his mother and his father.

Not enough with the side dishes scattered on the dining table, the waiter also prepared dessert on the orders of the big madam.

"What's all this for, Ma?" ask Ardan. He still couldn't touch the dessert for dinner. His stomach is too full.

"For a small celebration, Ardan is Mama's most handsome son!" answer Hanna, Mama Ardan, with a small grin.

"Look, your mom bought a new dress and put all the diamonds on her fingers and neck." Danuar Demir chuckled, "You didn't realize it."

"Mama always looked like that, where do I know."

"Don't get me wrong, this time I'm wearing a ring on all my fingers." Hanna Demir displayed her ten fingers in front of her face.

"Want to compete with the famous lawyer?" Syndic Ardan.

Danuar chuckled while bribing his dessert.

"So what is this celebration? Lots of food, really redundant" said Ardan.

"Oh Danuar, you with that dear, our most handsome son thinks of how redundant these foods will be. Very soft, right, his heart?" hanna said as she clasped her own hand in front of her chest, staring at the child with sparkling eyes.

"Geez, Ma, this has nothing to do with the heart. Even a blind man can know this much food will be so redundant."

"Calm down, son, Papa assures you none of this will be redundant. You take it easy." said Danuar.

Ardan rolled his eyeballs. Shakes slowly. No more dizzy.

"So, what celebration? Teddy didn't say anything about tonight's celebration."

"Because he doesn't know." replied Mama. Then the extremely beautiful, elegant and fashionable middle-aged woman got up, circling the dining table to approach her son.

Danuar gave Ardan the code to stand up because seeing the super high heels Hanna wore made it difficult to bend her body.

Ardan stood up and received a hug from the woman who had given birth to him 34 years ago. Hanna hugged him with a feeling of haru and also relief.

"It's a celebration that you've been waiting for three years, dear Ardan" Hanna said as she let go of her embrace.

"What celebration? Why wait three years?"

"The celebration is finally opening your heart and eyes to end your relationship with Marsha."

Both of Ardan's eyebrows moved up, looking at his mother with a look of disbelief also surprised.

"Mama expects me and Marsha to break up?" ask Ardan.

"Yes dear."

"But why did Mama seem to like Marsha all this time?"

"That's because you chose her instead of choosing the candidate that Mama showed you. You know, Mama loves you so much and loves you all body and soul. Whatever your choice is, it means making you happy, and whatever makes you happy, Mama will be happy too. But Mama can't lie to Mama's own feelings if she really doesn't agree that you're finally married to her." Mama explained timidly. Afraid Ardan would be offended and angry at her.

But unexpectedly, Hanna, the only boy even smiled and hugged her back.

"Oh yeah, how did Mama know I broke up?" Ardan let go of his embrace.

"Oh the girl went to see Mama while she was with her friends at the restaurant. He begged Mama to persuade you back to him." said Mama, annoyance is clearly visible on the look of the eyes covered by false lashes that stick perfectly.

"Your decision to end your relationship is just right, Ar" Danuar said. He wiped the corners of his lips with a feeding wipe that was available after finishing his dessert. "And you also know what's gonna happen next." Danuar grinning. "Your Mom's mission."

Ardan immediately put on a sour face when Hanna actually displayed the widest smile with sparkling eyes.