The Struggle of a Child
My sister's ingenuity

"Why did you ask Brother to accompany you to play?" aska I want to know.

"Because I don't have a playmate," my sister replied senselessly.

"Nobody accompanied you to play?!" Grins. "You lied! You're good at tongue-licking. Instead, you want to help Brother," Stare at my sister. "Know, you framed Brother to save yourself," Clenched one hand loudly withstanding disappointment.

"Sister! This brother of yours, not setting you up," Sighs. "I just want to save Brother from the tantrums, Father," said my sister in self-defense. "That's it!" Throwing views.

Once again, I could only remain silent while swallowing the sweet disappointment that even the smile drooped. The worst habit of my sister, I shouldn't have to make trouble.

I then sat down with my sister to explain everything that became a terrible lump in my mind so that the atmosphere became dark that made my steps claustrophobic.

The sound of a scroll, from my small, moody mouth rolled loosely.

"Then what, ha?!" Staring at my sister. "You've made big brother so many times, like the man who made a mistake in front of you" I said. Shaking your head withstood disappointment.

My sister kept quiet deeper and mute with the silence while gulping down the guilty saliva.

"Sister!" call my sister in a bitter voice. "Ana's sorry." Holding your head is like shaming.

"Easy! You don't be like that!" Grueling my sister's shoulder. "There is nothing wrong and right here" I replied gently.

Hu hu hu!

The sound of my sister's crying broke out instantly, as if she remembered her mistake. Her plain face that was spoiled and cheerful looked flushed, even the two clear eyeballs, looked red covering the view.

For a moment my annoyance was gone to see my sister's sobs that swallowed the calmness. His cries now become eternal to myself.

"Please don't cry anymore, Brother please!" Staring at my sister. "Later you'll hear it" Sighed. "If you hear! The one who gets the law is Brother" I complained. Look at the ceiling of the room.

My sister just kept quiet looking at me in wonder. He kept looking at me, like a fool. It seems, my sister doesn't understand me.

I who got up from sitting walked to and fro, like one who was measuring the road. Turning his head, peering out of the room, like a thief just to see my father.

"Sister! Why walk here and there?" ask my sister to know.

"Hhhh!" I looked at my sister, like a dumbass.

I took a breath back to neutralize everything. "Sister, want to see, Father," I said sniffly.

"Dad?! What for, brother?!" Staring at me with question marks. Little wonder.

"Who knows, you're out of your seat?!" Moving his head slightly to the side while glancing, as a gesture pointed at my father's chair.

"For what?" ask my sister to get curious. Raise his head a little.

Seeing my innocent sister makes me even more frustrated. "For what?!" I said. Grins. Repeating my sister's question while holding back an upset.

I immediately shook my head. Facing his stupidity that made me even more depressed.

"Cock for what, Deck?" my many. Looking at my sister upset. "Yes, to see Dad, la. So that he doesn't scold us" I said.

"Because what?" ask her in wonder.

"Because you're crying" I'm upset. "You know! If you cry, I'll be angry with Brother" I continued. "Because Dad told us not to fight."

"But, we're not fighting, brother," replied my sister with confidence.

"Yes! Brother knows. But, Dad. Does he know? What if we don't fight?!" Hearing your crying voice. Make me believe, if we fight, how about it?!" I grumbled with annoyance.

My sister was silent for a moment, digesting what I said. He nodded while confirming my words.

"So there's no point either, anyway," said my sister. "If you had known, you would have...." Stared at. "... Big brother who will be angry, yes, 'kan," Staring with his eyes. Little sad.

My weak body was getting drooped down looking at my adorable sister, making me want to give up.

My sister looks so good at testing patience. It felt, he was very happy and stared at the toy wrapped in plastic with a sly smile.

My emotions feel like being ignited to see his tranquility while kicking his soul without any guilt.

Turn around slowly and act up, as if holding a toy and wanting to get out. His eyes looked at the crumpled black plastic with a face that read, if he wanted to invite me to play.

Raise his head slightly while smiling sweetly at me. "Sister! Don't be angry, yes" she asked with a soft face. Smiling non-stop.

I'm the one who's careless. "Yes, why?" I'm not happy. Turning around wanted to break down my weak body.

"We play, yuk ," asked my sister slowly. Holding his black palstick.

"Not now, Deck! Tomorrow, yes," I refused gently.

My sister too, snorted with a gloomy face. "Why am I home then?!" Staring at the room curtains.

"Rest," I replied indifferently.

My sister is getting upset and disappointed. "So I'm the one at home. I don't want to!" my sister's whine .

Ahaha! I laughed at my strange sister.

I sat on the wall of the room. "Why don't you want to?" I ask with laughter. "Dad, it's been preventing you from coming out" I quipped crisply.

"Then, why the hell, if you forbid me, brother," he said. Trying to hide frustration.

"Yes, it's okay!" sahutku. Staring at the fingers I stopped, as if mocking my sister. "If you want to get out, go ahead! But don't blame Brother, if you're going to be angry with Dad," I said.

My sister was silent and thought. Dropped his body back limp. It was as if he was afraid of the threat I was making. He too, shook his head and closed the old voice.

I who was sitting leaning against the wall, shifted my head slightly looking at my somber sister's face.

"You're so sad. Every now and then, look out! Look at that big tree!" I asked with a silly joke.

"What?!" My sister was spontaneously aghast. Turning his head slightly glanced at me with all confusion and followed my orders.

Slowly, he turned his head to look at the tree with a confused face. He stared like a less observant freak. Every now and then, he turned his back slightly.

I smiled amusedly at him, after he managed to make me curious. My heart was happy because it had managed to swallow everything that was piled up inside the chest. The pain that wallowed long enough to swallow me now vanished without the slightest scream.

My sister's face was getting mixed with wonder. I really want him to be angry. But he doesn't know a good reason. The longer he was curious about the tree he saw. He turned his head spontaneously to see me.

Both of his eyes were so sharp. "Sister! Don't make me even more upset, yeah," he yelled.

"Hey! Don't you get angry, Dek! Especially when screaming. What if I hear it?!" I said looking at my sister.

My sister turned her head. "Aren't you afraid of the same thing, Dad?!" Look straight ahead.

"Mmmm!" I'm thinking. "Looks not," I said shutting off my sister's mind.

He was surprised. "Right sister?! Are you not afraid anymore?!" Turning his head with a face of confidence with a hint of doubt.

"Yes" I answered confidently.

My sister then turned the body with a question mark. "I'm still surprised?! Why can't you scold Brother?" ask my sister to get confused.

"Some!" Raise both shoulders. "Sister doesn't know. Maybe you've changed?!" I said briefly.

My sister's eyes were so unwilling. He turned his head with a frown, as if he did not accept, that my father had turned to me.

"That means, I already love Big Brother, huh?!" ask my sister with a frown.

"Why are you pouting, if you love your brother?" I stared at my sister's back.

"No!" replied my sister covering up.

"Good!" I said with pleasure. "Then, Father doesn't scold Brother anymore" I said happily.

My sister's pouting face is getting pias. As if he wasn't willing, if my father had made peace with me. He grumbled more and more while squeezing the plastic he held.

"That means, Dad doesn't listen to me anymore" he lamented uninspiredly.

Ahaha! My laughter immediately burst into the room looking at my already frustrated sister.

"Why is Big Brother laughing so hard?" ask my sister more and more astonished.

"No! There is nothing," I replied dismissing the gaze indifferently.

"That means, Brother laughed at me, huh?!" ask my sister to know. Sticky-looking.

I then pulled out my weak body while exhaling deeply. Arrange sitting neatly and staring straight ahead.

"If only it were like that, Deck," I said. Delusional.

"I mean Brother?!" ask my sister more and more astonished.

"If you're right, dear brother," stared wistfully. "Definitely happy Brother, Dek?!" slowly say.

My sister also turned her body leaning near the window.

"Sister, I hope! Father turned out to be good again to Brother," continued my sister. Encourage.

I just stared silently with ambiguous delusions. Looking at the weak leg I bent while swinging both hands clutching it.

"Sister! Don't be sad!" scold my sister slowly. Succeeded me. "How about we just play?" he smiled at the plastic.

My face is getting tangled and sour looking at my sister.

"So lazy brother playing with you!" reject me. Dropped my weak body to sleep.

"So, you want to accompany me?!" ask my sister sadly.

"Yes" I replied.

"Yes already! Then, I'm playing out," my sister whispered. Get out of bed. "Dad!" my brother screams a little hard.

"Don't!" I closed my sister's mouth with my hands. "You're! What the fuck, clean!" My move is upset. "Ngapain you're screaming for Dad," I screamed. "You know! If you hear me! And he came here?!" Staring at my sister with both wide eyes.

"Emang why? If you come?!" ask my sister a little higher. "I'd like to say to Dad. I want to play out," continued my sister a little hard. Pull curtains.

My head drooped down weakly. "Dek, you know! If you find out, huh?!" With a little tone of voice on tap. Throw away views. Standing next to my sister.

My sister's gaze was so red and upset. His face was eager to swallow me up and roll me to pieces.

"Emang, what if you know?!" my sister's screams throw threatening questions. Staring at me sharply.

I had to try to hold back my anger and smile. "Later, Dad will scold us both," Throwing a smile. Holding back. "So, you want to play, what?" Staring at my sister while enduring a million frustrations.

His face melted, like ice. "Play this," hung the plastic into the air as a gesture to show me.

My piasku face now instantly turned lethargic. "What game is it?" Look at the hanging plastic.

"Wouldn't you know?!" asked my sister to look at me.

"Yes" I replied.

My sister spontaneously took down the plastic she hung and opened it quickly. "It's Brother!" Showing small stones the same ball.

"You're! Why should I play that?" ask me with annoyance. "Your game is all-in," I grumbled.

My sister's face immediately looked down sad to see me angry and rejected the game. He instantly shifted his body slightly away from me while grasping the plastic that was on his lap.

I was so stunned and touched to see him sadly alone.

My eyes are so sore. "That's your game?!" tanyaku is full of emphasis. "That could invite Father's wrath" I said firmly. "If your ball hits the corner of this house, it'll all sound." Staring at my sister with half my soul upset.

She just kept quiet, as if she didn't accept it, then she stared at the soft look of her toy I had rejected.

"We're going to play it slow" said my sister in a soft tone of voice. Little looked up.

"Slow down, Deck. The game is dangerous," I said.

"Dangerous where is Brother? My race is harmless. Hence, we play it slowly," my sister explained.

"Slow down, Deck! It's the same. Emphasizes.

"We arrange the batun in the middle - tenga, Kak," my sister suggested. Smartass. "Then we throw the ball," continued my brother smiling. Cute sauce.

I let out a sigh of surrender and resigned to my sister's desire that was full of emphasis on me.

"How should you explain it to me?" Surrender. "You were too loud, never heard, what did Big Brother say?!" Struggling with resignation.

My sister feels getting hit. He kind of shut his ears tightly and shook his head in a non-acceptance of my refusal.

"That's not gonna happen, brother," whined my sister. Staring while holding back his cries.

I am becoming more and more unable to quibble. The whimper was rolling me. My dizzy forehead is getting wrinkled. Even the fingers of the weak hand, picked up the ball trembling.

The two dim and tired eyeballs were now looking at the ball with force.

"Alright," I replied with a heavy tone of voice. Staring at my ball and my brother.

Seeing my decision that is not right now makes my heart beat and want to escape.

While on the other side of my sister, she was so happy while wiping away the tears and looking at me that she pulled her lips wide.

"Really, Brother?!" ask my sister cheerfully.

"Yes, answer.

The gloomy face of my brother who was clouded to bring down tears without being invited now looks bright, like a ray of sunshine that strengthens a smile.

"We will play slowly and carefully!" my door with great emphasis. Holding my weak body in order to remain able to stand firmly. "But there's one more. Don't yell and laugh!" I continued while holding my body that was starting to get cold.

"How is that, brother?" ask my sister confused. Staring at the ball with question marks.

"Why ask that?" manyaku. Holding a ball. "As if you don't understand?!" Staring at my sister.

"I understand, Brother! But there is one that makes me unable to do so" said my sister listlessly.

"What?" aska I want to know. Standing looking at my confused sister. "Then we don't have to play, here!" my petite while handing the ball to my sister's hand.

"Yes, Brother! I'll try not to scream" replied my sister. Looked a little disappointed.

"Then put the stone there and arrange it according to your wishes" I replied with slight annoyance. Put on a slightly sour face.

"All right, sister" replied my sister cheerfully.

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