The Struggle of a Child
Attacks against me

So poor I feel. Just coming home from school has got a heart flush that heats the atmosphere into fire.

The attack from my blindly connected mother, left me unable to do anything. He constantly attacked with his force without giving me a chance to explain.

While my annoyed sister first threw away her trust in me. He attacked more and more with questions that made him even more sultry.

"I don't believe in Big Brother?!" it is always with indifference. "The two of you, must have promised to hide it," he said slightly higher. "Till that long...?!"my brother stopped his talk.

"Sir, we weren't there long." Looking at my sister who looks so cynical. "We were just for a minute" I replied.

"Then, why did Widia, say so?" ask my sister with all the questions that make her curious getting peaked.

I was immediately astonished. Shut up and look at my sister fixedly while digesting with detail, what? The meaning of the question, after he heard Widia. "That's what, Dek?" I asked to give him an answer back.

"Say, you're in the shop, lama?!" attack my sister. Staring at me with a full face.

The attack that my sister threw at me was so dead that I couldn't swallow rice and drink, drink it with pleasure.

"No! We're not long. We're just for a minute, really," I said gently.

"If you are not long. Then, why did Sister Widia say that?!" Staring at me sharply . "I don't know, which one of you is being honest or lying?" ask my sister confused. "But as far as I know between the two of you there is no equal in answering it" he continued.

Instantly the blow got harder on me. My weak fingers are getting shaky and cold. The fear now culminates in killing the crown.

"Daddy, nobody's lying." I looked at my sister with an anxious face. "We just sat down for a drink" I continued, explaining.

"Then, why did Widia say that?" ask my sister back with a question mark. Throw a deadly shot. "Sister Widia can't possibly lie, sister," he said. Sitting looking at me with anger. "Sister Widia, it's afraid of her mother" he said firmly.

Instantly, my anxiety became increasingly silent over me. My father's tight twilight face, has now danced up to me.

Whatever I explain doesn't feel easy for my brother, let alone my father. The question of Widia haunts my comfort even more.

my sister's face is getting more and more visible. He occasionally looked at me with annoyance, as if he was waiting for the truth answer from me.

"Sister, also don't know, Deck!" I looked at my brother who had been sitting in front of me for a long time.

"Huh?" My sister's aghast. "Sister don't know? Why can?" Staring at me with great astonishment. Grins. "There-there-is!" Throw a glance indifferently. "Don't know that...?" Stop over. Staring at me sharply. "....I've come to know, how? Maybe, my brother and I will be punished!" attack my sister with emphasis . Sizzling annoyed.

My mind's getting messed up. The appetite was gone instantly. The heat that attacked my tiny body was no longer ignored.

My sister was upset by the attack. More and more asking questions that persist against me. He gave me a sharp look that I could not look at.

"The brother, it's outrageous" my sister grumbled. Clenched his fingers tightly.

I just keep quiet. He looked down while staring at the half-finished rice. Turning the look in my eyes, I saw the glass that was lying next to me that I had just touched a few times.

My little tummy that was rumbling felt full already. Heard all the blasphemies and insults that welcomed my arrival.

The clock keeps clinking. The call to take medicine has arrived. As my mind crossed the issue with Widia, now my reflexes are gone for a moment.

I stood up after arranging all the rebukes that attacked me neutrally, without mercy. I immediately walked dragging a weak leg, approaching the place, where? I keep the drugs. The trembling arm took the medicine, now I was slowly swinging.

While dropping the weak body back, while listening to my sister's nagging that kept attacking me.

I slowly opened the medicine trembling.

Putting it in my mouth with a mouthful of water and occasionally I looked at my sister's irritated face.

After I take the medicine and neutralize all the attacking problems. I opened my voice bitterly. "A route like, what?" my many. Leaning a weak body on the walls of the room.

My sister looked at me cynically. "Expiritual, what?" asked my sister, as if she had given up hearing me while throwing a pique. Snide laugh. "Don't pretend you don't know, brother?" sindir.

"Pretend what, Deck?" my many.

Instantly my sister quietly sighed, as if she had given up on it.

"Sister, don't pretend you don't know?!" Long wait for my answer.

"Deck truth! Brother didn't lie!" I said give the truth. Staring at my sister who still holds suspicion for my delivery.

"All right!" With a sniff and grin. " Sister just quibble, so that brother is not upset by Dad! Yeah, right?" ask my sister with a frown that emphasizes making myself more trapped in this misunderstanding. "I know! Brother is working with Kak Widia to find an excuse not to be angry," he said. Standing staring out indifferently.

Meanwhile, my shackled self, trying to find a way out that I don't know, did I find? After dealing with my father.

The two eyes were dimmer, increasingly turning around looking around. The heartbeat, too, grew irregularly tight to make my weak fingers feel cold.

"Dad! Brother didn't lie." Staring at my sister who was standing turned her face away from me. "Where possible, Big Brother dared to lie, especially to the point of making Dad angry. Who would dare?" timpal. Ask my own sister.

"Come brother! But the obvious. I can't accept that I'm being angered by Dad, just because of Big Brother," my sister refused. Stand leaning body on the edge of the door. Exhaling a rough breath with his frustration.

Instantly I fell silent to the rejection from my sister who was resentful towards me. Down feeling guilty.

The temple!

I suddenly jerked and raised my head. Rotating the look in the eyes and looking at the unfamiliar voice I heard, while looking at my sister who stood up in annoyance. We, too, met with full question marks.

"Liyan!" I heard my mother's call loud.

Me and my sister who met with a look at the question within each other. Turning the gaze looked at our connecting mother, while covered in astonishment.

Reflexes, I get up and stand up. Turning my body toward the source of the voice that called out to me and forgetting my debate with my sister for a moment.

"Yes, ma'am" I replied slowly. Stand facing the kitchen. Squeezing my fingers while biting my lips slowly. With the fear that begs.

Meanwhile, my sister who looked annoyed with me. He looked so scared and trembling, after seeing our mother and I. His face was so worried as if he was worried about the commotion happening again. He then, gestured to me with a small nod as if asking while raising an eyebrow.

"What's wrong?" In amazement my sister looked at me.

I stared at him silently and gave no response. My mind was getting messed up unguided and my mind went nowhere to frustrate me.

Meanwhile, my mother kept looking at me as if waiting for something from me. He occasionally snorted in annoyance, looking at me who was still unmoved.

"Liyan! Have you finished eating?" ask my mother to investigate. Stare a little sharply while quibbling.

"Not yet, ma'am," I replied stammeringly. I looked at my sister and then looked down.

"What?!" Stare at me and be surprised. "Not finished?" he asked, as if he could not believe it. "Huh! Liyan! From now on, you eat! Not finished yet?!" Staring at me dumbly. Holding the plate half hanging in the air.

I could only squeeze my fingers while looking at my sister, as if I was complaining of fear to her.

From where I stand. I watched my mother continue to neatly arrange the dishes, while grumbling bitterly and rudely at me.

"You are!" he said by biting both molars. "Feeding instead of being spent?!" snapped it. "What do you really want, huh?" Staring at me sharply. "Your rice is not finished!" Seemed to stumble the talk he wanted to get out.

I just kept quiet and lowered my head, clutching my fingers firmly. Staring at the nanar with the crystal grains that had fallen down touched my finger.

"You know, don't you, if you don't finish your rice!" Gawking. "You won't heal! How long are we going to keep going to the hospital!" the pekik's getting higher.

Putting dishes rough.

My sister who was standing far enough away from me, was so sad to see me who was weak. Reflex him too, approaching and standing right beside me.

She too, then gently swung her arm around me with a soft elusan.

His pajama face, instantly turned into a face of sympathy. Staring at me who was attacked by my mother until I could not defend myself.

"Sister! Don't cry anymore!" the door gently. Sniffing my shoulders.

I who was moaning instantly took a breath with a little embarrassment. Seeing the tears falling.

"Don't defend your brother, that is!" scream from the kitchen. "He doesn't deserve to defend" he said. "Let's just, she's like that!" Glancing at me cynically. "Because of him, everyone in this house is always angry," he continued with a face flushed like fire. "Either, what does he want! Huh!" Looked at me with hatred. Snorted.

Suddenly my sister reflexively opened her voice.

"Sister, 'has eaten" my sister said. Brave to look at our mother.

"What did you say!" skink. "So, you're defending your shitty brother! Aye!" the hardic.

"Yes!" replied my sister indifferently. "Because he is my brother" he said, unhappy with our mother's words.

"Ooh! So, so, yeah!" Nodding as if he was thinking of something that could ensnare us.

"Just wait! If your father comes home!" attack with threat. "Are you able to defend, your brother or not?" Throwing questions that make me upset.

The two teary eyes looked at my sister who was standing beside me. My sister was so sad to see me.

"Sister! Don't cry yet! Later if you come home, we will both be angry," my sister asked sincerely. Staring at me softly.

"Especially Brother made a mistake..," My sister stared blankly. "...it's too late, '" he said.

My sobbing and groaning tears in my heart, I slowly muffled after my sister gave me a request that she sincerely asked of me.

While from the kitchen, my mother still looks annoyed, heard from the rough grip.

"Liyan!" my mother shouted loudly calling me. "What are you doing?" ask her with a red face. Staring at me with sharp eyes. "Why are you standing there! Are you leaving, right?" ask him with heartbreaking accusations. He too, turned his head back while drenched the one located on the floor.

"No-no, ma'am," I replied quietly with a fearful feeling.

"Then sit down! And go on, eat you up!" the order is loud. "I don't want your father to see that much rice!" Sizzling while throwing my face away from me.

Slowly I dropped the tiny, weak body onto the floor to finish the rice that was in front of me.

My sister accompanied me beside me. Falling down her body followed me too. He was so worried that he wouldn't attack me again.

"Eat it, brother! The nation is up. Let no one else get angry, brother!" push my sister gently. Closer to the plate right in front of me.

Slowly my weak hands touched it and bribed the rice slowly for per piece of land. Chew slowly until there is not a bit left.

"If you get well soon, right?! No more scolding, brother?" please follow my sister gently. Staring at me who's bribing rice.

Half the rice I chewed. I asked my sister. "But?! Why are you so quick to come home, Dek ?" aska I want to know. Sipping the water located right beside me and staring with both eyes reddened.

"Come, Brother! I didn't ask him. Because Dad was angry first! For not seeing Brother," he said a little regretfully.

"Then..?" aska I want to know the continuation.

"Dad then put down the groceries he brought," replied my sister firmly. "Then he said nothing more, after he scolded us," Staring blankly straight ahead. It was as if my sister remembered the incident she had experienced. "Hows it? I want to ask Dad?! Why did he come home so soon?" my sister continued with a question that confused herself.

Instantly I fell silent while dumbstruck. Seeing the boisterous condition of our house due to the mounting anger.

"How's...?" ask the voice of my mother connecting us from the kitchen that was surprising.

My sister and I were surprised and met each other.

"...Is the rice over?" she asked curiously with a flat tone of voice that led to the two of us.

"Already, ma'am," I answered stammeringly. Glances.

"Sykurlah! When it's over. Means no longer need to hear your father's anger?!" abugn.

My mother called me, as if she had improved. It sounded from his voice that spoke just now.

At once my heart was a little relieved, and so was my sister. He looked like he was wiping his chest, visible from his face that was so relieved.

At first glance I saw the frustration of my mother contact was over. I, too, began to take a deep breath in letting go of everything.

"Liyan! Tell your sister to eat!" exclaimed my mother. Walk taking sandals. "Don't till your dad gets home he hasn't eaten yet" he said.

Instantly my sister who was sitting beside me stared with an indifferent face. He didn't even a little bit, put in a response that made me a little angry with him.

"Dad! Answer," I whispered softly in my sister's ear. Graze his arm slowly.

"What do I want to answer, brother?" Turned his face away for a moment. "Some of the time he'll ask Big Brother! Not my name," refused my sister.

"Let's say whatever, he's an old man, Dek?!" Looking at my sister who was so sour.

"Come, Brother! Make a little peace with me" whispered my sister. "Partially he'll ask with Brother and the one in his company, also Brother, right?!" with a face full of emphasis.

My mother was getting busy with her movements to and fro, bringing dirty clothes to her place. I who looked at him was so beautiful. Remembering what my sister said.

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