The Struggle of a Child
Nonsensicality

So pias look plain face Ecy and Tania. The two of them stood up to see Fikri and his friends laughing at them.

"Hey! Fikri look out for you! I said to my father. My father will not remain silent! He'll hit you!" Scream Tania hard. Gawking.

"Say! I'm not scared! You're the only one with a father. I have one too." Fikri laughed.

"She, we have a dad too." Solihin. Solihin with other friends also laughed following what Fikri did.

The large field seemed to be filled by the crowd. So noisy was the sound everywhere, like a bang that broke the eardrum. A weak little body that was exposed to the rising sun exposure, while I was still trying to survive in a difficult situation.

Fikri's quarrel with Ecy and Tania further protrudes into my recess soul. Fainter eyes stared at their nanar in the hope that it would end peacefully.

"Hey Liyan! Who else did you bring to defend you, ha! You wimps! You only dare to play crack!" Tania shouted with a raised voice. Hold hands.

"Liyan, you're evil! You're worse than us!" Sergey Ecy. Piqued.

"Ecy, Tania you know! We're not asking for any help from Fikri to attack you." Said Widia with a little up and full of frustration.

"Which ask to be attacked, you yourself. So, just accept the reality. It's good to have a hot free meal!" Cibir Septiani was upset. Clenching leaves.

The increasingly entrenched commotion everywhere forced my ignorant sister to interfere.

"You two, you know! I'm more violent than my brother! If you hurt my brother, remember I'll punch him to the snub of his nose. Let's keep you from kissing an omelet." Connect my sister with a high voice with great emphasis. Designating. "It's right, brother!" My sister turned towards me.

It seems like this commotion is not there at last, it will definitely be sticking out everywhere. I who stood between them felt a deep sense of confusion and depression. My head turned to and fro along with the two dim eyeballs. Seeing the word-for-word throws that would eat me. This weak petite body was eager to leave them and drag this weak leg away without a trace.

Shouts, screeches, insults, and I don't know what's gonna make me intimidated here. Today I was attacked by an irresponsible mobster. It was sad that I survived the trials that rolled me without compassion.

The pain that rolls this tiny body is getting frustrating. The clutches that tear like an oasis, dragging these weak limbs want to droop.

The doorbell's only sign of entry to be a savior has not been heard.

" Ecy, Tania! I never called Fikri to come here. Let alone give it a year." Saying slowly. Duck.

"You lied to Liyan! The proof is that your sister is here!" Kelakar Tania's. Highlight sharp eyes

"Yes Tania, I agree with you! Or maybe he's not sick, just pretending." Connect Ecy.

"Eh, he you're right Ecy, then we'll just tell Ms. Dona that she's lying." Tania's Advice. Staring at Ecy with clingy.

"She, I agree, come on!" Connect Ecy. Rotating body.

Finish my story today. Such a great wave came crashing and throwing up to drag and drown me into the deep . The complaint from Ecy and Tania who said, if I lied, this pale plain face looks anxious.

How can I tell my father later? If their threat attacks. What would Dona think? Will Dona believe them or will I?

This question creates a dilemma. The panic-stricken face was so deep and clear. I was so ashamed of my sister who fought for me.

I stared at him fixedly and in the blanket of a sad face. My sister who should have been in the protection of a brother, this was instead behind defending. I don't think this is appropriate for a sister. But again I was weakened by the pain and words of my father.

Right now I can't do anything, only time can I wait to answer all. Not to mention my best friends, Widia and Septiani who continue to defend at every step they are in front of looking after me.

"Liyan, don't you shut up! You fight them sometimes." Sue Septiani. Stare sharply.

"Septiani, I'm not...." Suddenly I stopped what I was trying to say. Turning his head looked at my sister who was standing at the side.

"Don't Brother! Don't tell Mr. Liyan to fight. Sis Liyan later cried because she was a crybaby. Hence, my father did not allow Brother Liyan to play because he cried so easily." Welcome my sister with a slightly anxious face.

"Liyan, you crybaby too, yeah!" Fikri LEDek. So, that chick can't be whiny, that's what my mom says every time she scolds my sister." Connect Fikri. Staring with a frown.

"Liyan She! Don't cry later your eyes can hurt." Solihin. "It is! If we cry, our eyes must be red and sore, like an eyeache." Solihin. Stand up and write the ground with a tree branch.

"He Liyan, you love to cry! Until when do you cry, want to get old! Ahaha! Septiani continued with a laugh while covering her mouth with her hands. Down and blushed a little embarrassed feeling guilty. "Sorry!" Put both hands in the air.

"I'm not a whiny! But I was afraid of loud noises. Especially his eyes glare. I'm scared!" Answer me innocently. Look down and shake.

"Haha! It's my brother that my father is angry he must be silent, like a statue in the corner of a wall." Chirp my sister with a slightly mocking laugh. Closing his mouth and looking down with a face of guilt. "He must be talking to the wall he said, the wall was his good friend! Never get angry with him." Ledek. Seeing shoes.

So satisfied they today laughed and mocked. The two dim eyeballs looking down at the ground glanced at those who were so happy to tease me.

"Liyan, don't be sad, yeah! Forgive us if we're hurting you." Solihin. Looking down with a guilty face.

"Liyan, forgive us!" They stared softly. "You're funny! You said the wall never got angry." Fikri. Pulling his lips with a small laugh. Sitting frowned steadily straight ahead.

"Liyan was right, how could the wall get angry? Wall off inanimate objects. My brother said it's lifeless." Rasyd. Sitting frowned staring down.

"Yes, but the walls are evil too!" Cetus Septiani's. "Because he hit my father's leg until my father's leg was broken." Reciprocity. Stare with glee. Stand up. "Until we're not in love pocket money." Continue with shrewd. Duck.

Seeing friends who until now are still loyal to accompany and make me excited again, once I was moved and happy to see him. It's as if I've never been sick, let alone been treated badly by Ecy and Tania.

They were so good at pulling my lost smile. Their sympathy was so great for me. The sad shackling and restraining momentarily ran with fear.

Ecy and Tania who had been standing up like the one who was blocking now disappeared unseen from before us.

Where do they go I don't know? But let! Leave them as they please and I'll stand by all I want. Ahahaha! Sometimes those words make me tickle and laugh at myself.

The heavy crush forced us to shout unleashing an attack that came to meet. However, now that attack had gone away peacefully.

Even though today I have been blessed by God - good friends. I do not forget to continue to be grateful, so that in the future I can be stronger and not dissolve in sadness. Lamenting the fate of being alone in the lap of the cloud.

"Ana, you're here apparently! We've been looking for you everywhere." Reprimand someone who catches our attention.

Instantly I and the other friends turned their heads to see who was reprimanding my sister. The two dim eyeballs stared at them fixedly.

"I'm sorry, I am! I just went to see my brother." Said my sister with a flat face. Down with a slightly guilty face.

"Ana, why your sister?" Ask one of them.

"There's nothing! It's just..." My sister paused for a moment while thinking, '." I want to see my sister! As long as we're at school I haven't seen him." Connect brother. Down with a sad face.

"Widia, why does it feel like we've been playing for so long?" I asked with curiosity. "We should have gone to class." My welcome. Look at my whole friend.

Solihin who was half conscious went somewhere, suddenly replied. "If it's not wrong, the teachers have activities in the office. Further.

Sontak Fikri turned his head to look at Solihin with a sharp face shrouded in happiness. "What's? You're serious! Eee!" Sahut with a face of laughter with a gesture of disbelief. Swinging index finger into the air.

"He's Fikri, right! Connect Rasyd. Standing embracing the arm on Fikri's shoulder.

"Fikri, how could you not know? You're the class president. Your time knows better." Cetus Solihin's. Sitting under a tree. Raising the head look.

Fikri was instantly speechless hearing the teasing Solihin gave him as if mocking him. "Solihin instead of me not knowing, I have a lot of business, you know for yourself how Miss Dona." Fikri Refutation. Releasing Rasyd's arm and approaching Solihin.

"Stay still!" Connect Septiani with a ketus and flat face. Looking in the other direction. Stand up.

"God! Septiani, what is it?!" Peeked Fikri in annoyance. Septiani. "Septiani listen to ya! I'm the class president and I'm a boy. You're a girl." Shouting Fikri. Snorted. Throwing the view in the other direction.

"What if you're a man? What a problem for me! Nothing wrong with me!" Septiani. Sticky-looking. "Again, if we fight in class. You always lose to me." Septiani Eject. Grinning with a sly face.

My dizzy head hurt even more, hearing a voice that sounded as high and loud as a crushing explosive bang. One uproar has gone, now comes a new uproar.

Septiani and Fikri have always been like that. They always fight in moments that allow, not even rarely in the time of the law by Miss Dona they fight.

Not infrequently I am the weak to mediate for them. Dragging the legs that want to fall and a small body that is weak. The pain that covers me does not create a barrier for me.

"Fikri, Septiani already! You guys don't fight anymore. We will have to be punished. You remember what happened before, before I got sick. How long we've been in law under the flagpole. You remember, you guys were fighting because of what?" Ungkap. Sizzling.

At that time you quarreled just because of a pencil and pencil box. You're Fikri the class president who likes to be ignorant . You always prank Septiani never made him calm even for a second. Every time Septiani takes out his pencil case, you always pick up his pencil and put it on your desk. At that time, Miss Dona suddenly came in. We who mediate between the two of you get dragged into your quarrel and receive punishment in the sun under the flagpole with the sun so hot .

"Me and Widia become a victim to your ignorance." My timpal. Throwing a glance while massaging the forehead.

Fikri was so blushed with embarrassment in the blanket a little annoyance and felt guilty. He silently turned his face away from me and looked at the ground.

"He Fikri! Don't fight here. Especially near us. See Miss Dona later, we'll be punished again." Widia was upset. Take out the hat from the pocket of the skirt.

At once Septiani and Fikri were silent to Widia's complaints about themselves, who always quarreled.

"But why hasn't the bell rang yet?" Asking back. Viewing picket door.

" I told you! Teacher again there's activity in the office." Solihin is back. Stand patting dirt and tidying pants.

The two of us stared at each other and saw Septiani screaming in excitement like a man freed from the bonds of a kidnapper.

Hooray! Shouted Septiani with glee. "Means we've been playing for a long time." Septiani looked at me. " I'm happy!" Shouted Septiani by suppressing his loud voice slightly. Turn around happily.

"That's not gonna happen!" I said firmly. Miss Dona is not like that! He is the disciplined teacher of the others." My welcome. Turn your head to see the office.

"Why are you so sure, Liyan?" Ask Solihin. Staring at me and crouching to tie my shoes.

"Liyan, how can you say that?" Widia wants to know. Dragging a body to me. "Liyan is hot, yes!" Rintih Widia's. Listlessly.

"Because Miss Dona is fierce!" I said innocently. Duck.

Ha! Instantly Fikri who was upset earlier with me gasped and held his head straight at me. Ahahaha! Liyan, if Miss Dona scolds you, I won't help you." Reject Fikri. Swinging your hands into the air.

My pale lips were tightly shut. A pale plain face suddenly looked pias instantly. The regret so enveloped my happy heart. "I won't say anything about Miss Dona." As we slowly and worry. Squeeze the fingers firmly. "It's Widia, Septiani." My next. Staring at them with a sad and anxious face.

"Haha! It turns out he's scared." Chirps Fikri with laughter. "I just saw Liyan so scared." Reciprocity.

After I put on pias's face. "Ficily! So, you want to help me if I get angry at Miss Dona." I said to slowly throw a question at Fikri. Shade under the tree. "Widia, it's hot here, too. Let's go to class, yuk!" Take slowly. Staring Widia.

"If we go to class, there's Ecy and Tania. They both suck." Septiani.

"He's right, in class there must be those whose mouths are always noisier. Not in class, outside they're always noisier. Every day always fight with anyone." Connect Widia. Sizzling.

"They're just the two of them, but his mouth is like the one who's talking." Septiani Eject. Standing by the classroom door.

According to the results of our consideration carefully. We decided to stay under the tree. Waiting for conditions to improve.

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