
...The most painful punishment...
...In the law of conscience....
...Because the heart is the most honest place...
...Leaves no space...
...For justification....
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Of all the options papa proposed I audition to sing only. Mama further suggested I choose a beauty audition, while brother is up to me what. If you can propose to audition for the debate. Like he was always the first to propose his name following the debate race.
No doubt smart brother used to be at home with me also likes to argue. Even though I'm the culprit of hehe. I acknowledge the potential of big brother in debating in acknowledging the thumbs up. Many trophies and achievements - neatly lined performance in the living room glass shelf.
As a sign of the pride of papa's favorite daughter. What about me being smart isn't just embarrassing. Since childhood, my father had closed off access to hide myself from his family name. And from childhood papa inherited me his stubborn nature.
I even opposed papa's proposal to send me to school with my sister. And shut himself up a few days in the throne and become cold and indifferent. I'm always fed up when my loved ones compare. Especially compared to my brother who is far away. Like a song that is viral right now.
Wong kok ngene kok on appeal - bandingke
Saeng - saengke yo must lose
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Since then my family and I have not been as harmonious with me. Mama and papa in busy with the performance of sister. Brother always gets near perfect grades. Make them proud and always shower them with happiness and affection.
Then what about my fate. Once I wanted to prove to them I could be as smart as big brother. I will get the same from my mom and dad. But it's not, it's just bullshit.
However, a child like me also wants the love and affection of both parents. Why are they so real in differentiating. Every return to our school is different.
Papa and mama always welcome the presence of brother, I share the estranged child. I can't stand it because I can't be smart. So papa chose brother over me, if I'm smart then they'll love me. I thought at the time.
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Semester holidays have arrived, we who attended school in liburkan two weeks. This is my chance to get close to Papa. My little sister is active with her school books. The holidays have come in the long run.
He said smart can't be inherited if you don't try. It's free that you waste the opportunity. Little brother is directly under papa's control. His words from an early age have indeed been good quality, but for me only the wind.
All I can do right now is how papa gets close to me. Being a champion still doesn't make you proud. Then in what way ?
Right now papa is putting aside a day of work that makes him tired. At this age papa has become a successful entrepreneur, so papa must try to divide well between his business with time with us.
In the outdoor room papa enjoys black coffee in the morning. Enjoy the atmosphere while reading the news in the newspaper. And watch the motion - gerik we're afraid of why - why. Papa is not too worried because he found his favorite child is focused on reading books. Not too familiar with my presence.
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