The Struggle of a Child
A curbing desire
"Sister! The stone I had laid, "Lifting his body stood before me.
"Do we have to play now?!" asku want to know full emphasis.
"Why is Big Brother asking like that, again?!" ask my sister to repeat it. Little bored.
"Eitherway! Brother is still doubtful," I replied a little confused. "Are we going to continue the game or not?!" Stand up while thinking.
Hearing my doubts, my sister again bent her face. He was immediately moody and silent while staring at the stone in the stacking smoothly.
"Why is my brother lying?" ask my sister a little cry.
"So, don't lie!" Looking down at the rock. "Sister is a little worried," stared in a soft tone of voice.
My sister could only quietly hear my concern. She was getting flabbergasted with tears dripping slightly.
I, who was standing before him, took a deep breath.
"Well, we'll play it later, Dek." I refused gently. "After Dad lets us out" I suggested.
"Dad won't allow us to go out, brother," replied my sister confidently. "Dad was already pointing outside" he continued. Looking outside the hot house.
I just squinted both eyes in response to my sister. I turned the eyes back to look at them with a blank look while thinking.
"Our room is small. Later if the ball hits the wall. You must be awake?!" I looked at my sister a little scared.
"In that case, I'll talk to Dad" my sister suggested. Rotating body.
My reflexes pulled my sister's body. "Don't! Later, if you tell Dad. Did you allow it?" Pulling my sister's shirt with a slightly raised tone of voice.
"I think so, brother! Father will definitely allow it," my sister continued confidently.
Then I widened both eyeballs looking at my sister fixedly.
"That's not gonna happen! I won't give you permission! Instead, I'll tell us to take a nap, will you?!" Staring into my sister's eyeballs, hearing her answer.
His stirring spirit was now instantly drooping. Lamenting his failed desire. The sense of trust he had gained now had to be bitterly swallowed.
His eyes seemed to be back in tears. I saw him, he was eager to cry while complaining the same who would listen to his moans.
I then sighed while neutralizing my weak body, due to the illness that assaulted me to the point of depression. Time and time again, I tried to calm my little brother so curtly, that he would not cry, but to no avail.
"Don't cry, Brother please!" my door gently came back.
"Bad brother! Brother won't accompany me," his grunts irritatedly. "If we play. We can play slowly, brother!" just keep my brother a little hard.
"God! Yes already! Brother gave up on you, "Close my sister's mouth with my hand. "But remember, if you wake up and get angry." Swung your index finger in the air to my sister's face. "...you must save, Brother!" I said with a little firm threat.
"Yes Brother! I'll save you, brother," said my sister. "If you punish, Brother! I will also serve his sentence, Brother," said my brother without any guilt.
"What?!" many surprised. "What did you say...?!" I looked at my sister as if I could not believe her words. "...you said, Brother will be punished," Smirked laugh at himself. "Sister is sick again, even you do'a' brother will be punished Father, huh!" Massaging the forehead while grunting. It's disturbing to see my sister's stupidity.
"No, Brother! That's not what it means," my sister argued. "That's what if!" Stared at. Switching up great.
"So, if you're the one in the law, how is it?!" many challenging.
My sister instantly fell silent, twisting both eyeballs while thinking of finding the right reason.
"Hm! How's it?" ask me to raise my eyebrows against my sister. Awaiting answers.
Instantly he seemed to be in a state of flutter and silence for so long gave his answer. Standing like a statue facing my weak body.
I keep looking at him sharply. Raising his head slightly nodded as a gesture challenged his answer.
My sister just turned a little lip to give an excuse, if she won't answer. He still wanted to stick with his silence.
I, tired of standing in front of him, spontaneously twisted my body and dragged my weak feet into bed.
"Then we don't play" I said with pleasure. Pulling my weak body to lie back down.
Suddenly I looked at him and woke up looking at my sister who ran out. I was so weak when I saw him.
I don't know, what does my sister want to pursue?! I don't know, who wants to meet him? Makes him so enthusiastic.
I got straight out of bed, peeking at my strange sister from behind the curtains. Both eyes were dim, I opened wide while forcing my weak body to stand up, following the footsteps of my brother who was in a frenzy.
I slowly followed him, like a thief looking back and forth in case no one knew.
My behavior tickled my heart to make my pale lips smile amusedly. Stalked at my sister who was entering my father's room.
Slowly my weak body stood behind the wall of the room. I then attach the ear to the hearing sharply.
"Dad! Ana can play ball?!" asked my sister gently to beg my father.
"Playing round ball?!" My father was silent for a moment. "What kind of ball? I don't know," my father said innocently.
"Ball balls like this, Dad!" brother says. Looks like my sister showed it to my father?!
"Yes play!" exclaim my father. "But remember, you guys don't play out, yeah," continued my father with great emphasis. Prohibits.
"Well Dad," said my sister.
"Who are you going to play with, son?" ask my dad to know.
"Same Brother, Dad," he continued.
"So where do you want to play?" ask my father to go back to investigating.
"Play in Dad's room" my sister replied firmly.
"In the room?!" ask my father while thinking. "Your rooms are small?!" my dad said full of question marks. "So, if the ball bounces to and fro, how?" asked my father to get curious.
"We play it slow Dad," my sister replied briefly.
"All right! I'll let you play it slow" said my father. "But remember! No one's crying, if you get hit by that ball!" please continue with great emphasis.
"Yes, Dad! We're playing it slow, Dad," my sister said. "Then Ana goes first, Dad."
My sister's footsteps, too, sounded tight. Walk out of the room with a smile while carrying a ball.
I who was weak stood looking at my sister with vexed pangs in the eye. I still stood still while clenching my hands looking at my sister who was becoming more and more.
Suddenly he was surprised to see me standing right on the wall of my father's room. His face was immediately stunned nervously and lowered with a hint of guilt.
Silent sculpting while squeezing the ball in his hand. Turning her bitter lips wanted to give me some reason I should have heard.
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Seriate...
The bad luck must be experienced by Sabhira Irani because of her Vespa brakes blong, the girl accidentally hit a luxury car owned by Barun Praya.
At the same time, the man was in a mess because the company's stock plummeted due to rumors that he was a 'homo'. Without thinking for a long time, Barun took the opportunity by giving Sabhira a choice.
"Marry me or compensate for a billion car damage?"
Which one will Sabhira choose?