The Struggle of a Child
Indecency
"Sister! Father said, 'It's okay, '" said my sister softly. "I just want to play, Brother," I nodded with a request of mercy.
Huh! I exhaled a tired breath. Seeing my stubborn sister. I guess I can't speak anymore.
"Gapain, are you there?!" peekik mom connect us. Sign in.
We were aghast for a moment and immediately turned our heads slowly to look at it. At first glance we both were stunned and met a look with a panicked face.
"Not a word, ma'am," I answered briefly. Little scared.
"Then, why are you standing in front of your father's room door?!" ask our mother to investigate with great fanfare.
Me and my sister could only silently swallow spit in fear. Shaking and wanting to fall to the floor. It felt, lightning and ice chunks struck simultaneously to make us both unable to move.
His eyes were so sharp and widened, like he wanted to snatch. His face was getting red and tight. It looked like it wanted to swallow us whole. His lips continued to nag incessantly until it pulled everything out in satisfaction.
Slowly, we shifted the body step by step until my sister and I met a glance.
"Sister! Why did he get here?" whispered sister. Flicking my fingers.
"So don't know!" whispered slowly. Grumbled a little annoyed.
"He's so scary, brother! I'm getting scared, it's here!" rintih. A little begging for my help.
"What can you do, Deck" I said. Slightly acquiescent.
"What do you whisper there?!" ask my mom a little loudly. Swallowed violently.
Now we look more panicked, while my mother-in-law looks calm, although her emotions are getting ignited to make me and my sister forced to open their voices, even in a constrained state.
"I just want to see Dad" replied my sister. Little indifferent.
"Yes, Mom! We're just, like, looking at Dad. That's all it is!" timpal.
"Oh! So, that's your excuse" she briefly attacked. "If I may know?! Why do you want to see your father?!" Staring sharply at me.
Instantly I was stunned to see the look in his eyes, as if he was deliberately insinuating me. Maybe he thought, if I complained about what happened when he scolded me earlier, to my father.
I could only remain silent, swallow into misunderstanding and bow with a strong heart. Staring softly at the mute floor that was staring at me with a mocking laugh.
My mother's shrieking voice further sliced my heart and drained my emotions into my psyche.
"We just want permission from Dad" my sister gave an answer.
"What?!" ask mommy to be surprised. "Soliciting permission for what?" the question is getting curious. Slightly challenging.
"To play," replied my sister.
"Oh! So, why are you still here?!" Staring at us with pias.
"We play it at home" my sister said. Little scared.
"Are that right, Liyan?!" Staring at me with question marks. Gawking.
My weak body that was trembling and still frightened, lowered its head to open its voice. "Yes Ma'am," while raising his head slowly.
"Yes!" continued. Little surprised. "So, start playing, yeah," she said. A little threat. Gurgling at me.
"Mother! We just play inside the house
just!" brother says. Slightly saved me.
His forehead immediately wrinkled tightly. "What are you guys playing at home, this?" ask mom to keep us back. Like a researcher.
"Sister! He's getting messy, "my sister grumbled softly in the ear. "From earlier. He kept asking me questions to make me tired of hearing it," Staring straight at my mother continued us while bringing her lips closer to my ear.
"You shut up! Don't talk too much!" I shut my sister's mouth. "If he gets any more noisy. Dad's gonna wake up and attack us both. You want!" pekikku with great emphasis.
"No, Brother!" push my sister gently.
"Eat him, we don't talk much. Let him get bored and go," I said.
While Mom continued we were still standing with a million piled up anger. Staring at us both with a sour face.
"This house is small ! So, where do you want to play, hm?" Staring at us while raising eyebrows. Dehemising.
"In Mom's room" I answered briefly.
"Oh! In the room!" Nodding slowly while reddening a little lips. "But I'm afraid you're playing at home! Could be, this whole house is ruined!" continued out loud.
My sister is getting agitated grunt. Sometimes he raises eyebrows. Shifting his body slightly nudged me.
"Sister, come on, let's play. Later in the afternoon," invite my sister a little anxious.
"So I pretend to be sick" my sister suggested. Eager.
"Sister isn't good, if you have to pretend," I replied. Little fretful.
"Yes already! Let me answer it" Raised my head.
My sister straightened her head straight ahead, looking at our mother with all her courage.
"Then we go to the room first" said my sister. Walk away indifferently.
"Yes, go!" he looked at me sharply.
I immediately fell silent and opened both eyes wide to see my brother who was so brave, like a clever man.
"Come, Brother!" Pulling my arm quietly.
"What are you doing, Dek?!" I asked with dumb. Walked.
"What I did, it was right, brother," he said without guilt.
"Just where?" my peek. "When he sees you later or tomorrow! He will definitely scold you?!" my timpals are worried.
"So calm down! He wouldn't dare scold me," my sister said so confidently.
Huh!
I don't know any more about my sister. He was so brave to do everything he wanted. He didn't care who he was facing.
We who were walking left our connecting mother had arrived in the room. Meanwhile, our mother continued to look at us until it disappeared.
"Sir, the mother, glanced at us" I said. Little scared.
"Yes, Brother!" sahut. "Where do you know?" ask my sister to want to know. Looked at it full of question marks.
"So Brother glanced at him," I replied.
"So, is he still angry or not, brother?" ask my sister to know. Turning his head slightly glanced at the curtains.
"Looks not," I briefly connected.
"No!" my sister said in disbelief. "Haha!" Holding laughter. "Where maybe he's not angry, brother," said my brother. Refused my opinion. Putting stones to play.
"You should be happy and grateful!" my grumbling is a little upset. Saw my brother throw a ball.
"Sister! This line, yes," cut my sister. Strip the floor with markers.
I who was standing looking at my sister only heard while watching her put a barrier on the floor.
"Why should I be grateful?" ask my sister a little confused. "Have I been ungrateful, brother?!" Staring at me while throwing a ball.
I screamed a little at my sister who was about to hit the wall. "You're! What if the wall gets hit?" I screamed to see my sister.
"Yes! Brother was right," Pull the ball and shut up for a moment.
"Liyan! What's that sound?" my father shouted from his room.
I'm so nervous. "Ti-no Daddy's voice!" answer shouted. Little loud.
"Where might there not be?!" mother continued, we stood behind the curtain. "You guys, there's just one! Why play in the room," he screeches.
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Janela Arsana and Keenan Sanjaya, due to being in an accidental situation and witnessed by their parents, eventually had to get married. Also fate Kyra Sanjaya the younger sister of Keenan Sanjaya, who did a one night stand with Jeff for being drunk.
“I have to be responsible?” ask Jeff and then. “Kyra herself who came to me drunk and seduced like a woman jal*ng. Then you expect me to be responsible? Never will be.”
How is the story of Keenan and Janela's marriage and how dramatic is Jeff's relationship with Kyra?