The Struggle of a Child
Worries
"Small stories only" I replied.
"You're friends, yeah." Smilingly.
"We've been fine all this time" I said.
"Hm! You guys are always good, never fight. I believe that." Walk in.
"Then, why ask again?" I'm a little bit upset.
"I didn't ask. I just want to know and hear it from Brother's own mouth. That's all," my sister said.
"Don't you see it, why should you hear it again?" my question is getting confused.
"To clarify," replied my sister. "Who knows what I saw with what I said differently?!" ledek my sister asked sillyly.
"You're all there," I said gently. Squeezed my sister's head until her hair fell apart. "Where is it possible, Brother like that. If we want to be good friends, yes, we have to mean it."
"Heeeeeey! My brother is healed." Curling her lips together while hugging me tightly until our two cheeks meet. My sister was so happy that her face changed.
"Then Brother in school love back by Dad. He was healed" I said.
"Hm! Means all this time Brother wants to go to school, yes . That's why, brother is sick?! But brother, there's still something stuck in my heart." My sister looked at me anxiously.
Both of my dim eyeballs opened wide. "What's that?" I asked curiously while walking.
"Don't know, Dad?" My sister turned straight towards me.
"Yes, Dad is a very hard person especially in applying the rules." I remember my father who was so strict in governing us, his children. There is no one rule that can be refuted, if he has applied it.
I then saw my worried sister suddenly. "Right right! That's the nature of Dad that we can't use." Her face looked at me with clinging. "So I still remember...". My sister was silent for a moment and stared with a face remembering something in her mind.
"Remember what? Don't scare the brother." I immediately urged my sister that she would say frankly.
"I can't say it, brother. I'm afraid Brother will be in shock" said my sister.
"Let's! Don't make your sister curious. Let's just say it quickly! Brother promised not to be in shock," I urged.
"I can't believe it. Looking at Brother's pale face alone, I couldn't bear it. Moreover, I have to be straightforward. Sorry Brother." My sister clenched her hands in the air with an unwilling face, having to see me grieve.
"So sure you can, Deck!" Begging while holding my sister's hand clenched in the air.
"I'm confused, Brother." Release my hand. "I was, too careless. Why did I say it?" my sister muttered slightly slowly, moving her lips while looking down which I could still hear.
"Cracked what? Why are you silent and not going to continue your stalled talk?" I got curious and stopped my steps.
My sister who kept walking for a while also turned her body and stopped. "Sister! Let's go in! My brother invited me in. Why did you stop?"
"You don't want to tell the truth! Why Brother should come in," I sulked at my sister.
"I don't want to say anything, Brother." Turn his steps toward me. "For the sake of Brother's tranquility."
"You don't know your brother yet." Deep pangulum of regret. "If you knew your brother, you would do it right." I groaned.
"I know Brother very well. How come? Brother summed up such thoughts about me." replied my sister.
"If you know your brother. You're not gonna make Big Brother feel curious and wonder, like you're playing a puzzle." I'm afraid.
My sister could only shut up and feel my words by rolling her eyes. Sadness is seen from the look on his face that he pointed at me.
As if he felt sorry for me.
"Sister, I'll say it later inside, now we go in first." Stretched his hand. "If Big Brother is stubborn and stands here, what will be the response of dear Mother Brother about me. Brother wants, this brother's beloved brother who has improved is angered by him." urged my sister with a little threat that makes me soften my ego.
I immediately swung my weak leg, walking in as a result of looking at my sister's face that was begging deeply to me.
As long as we walked with each other, I just tightened my pale lips while gulping in annoyance towards my sister.
The dim eyes were still fixed on my sister whom I was not so sure, that she would honestly tell me.
Both of my legs have entered the door of our house which was still wide open. The wind that blew against my tiny, weak body was instantly felt inside, piercing my skin and bones. It felt so cold that both my legs wanted to droop.
My body heat also rose again to make myself more and more stifling. The surroundings were no longer clearly visible as a result of my concentration disappearing instantly.
"Sir, why stop there?" My sister turned her head around looking at me question mark.
"Sister doesn't stop," I answered briefly, walking over while fighting him to cover up so my sister wouldn't get anxious.
"Nobody hurts again, huh?!" asked my sister to come over to me worried.
"No. Who is sick?!" cover up.
"That brother's face looks paler!" timpal.
"You may have seen it wrong." Look at the ceiling of the room. "Maybe it's the influence of this room's light."
"The light of this room?!" Curiously my sister looked at the ceiling of our still-dark room.
My sister still looked around the room as if she had not believed my words. He then swung his foot towards me.
"Sir, just sit here!" Help me walk in the chair. "So sure! If you're okay." Looked at me doubtfully.
"You can't believe that Brother isn't sick?!" Dropping my weak body sat down.
"Little bit" replied my sister. "Where is my sister? If he came to see Brother suddenly weak like this...he was angry or not, huh?" Turning his eyes around looking around.
"Mom won't be angry, likely?! Because he's already friends with my brother" I said.
"It's still a possibility, we can't be sure yet. I'm afraid that otherwise it doesn't live up to Big Brother's expectations." continued my sister.
Immediately I was again carried away with worry and anxiety after hearing my sister say so.
"So soon, I'll be home?! Does Big Brother's face look pale?" my many. Waking up from sitting walking towards the mirror.
"Slightly paler than I was, Brother" replied my sister.
I directly touched both of my cheeks in front of the mirror moving my fingers to and fro repeatedly. My weak hands seem to tremble.
"May you not notice." I wish I could see myself in the mirror.
"Hopefully. But it doesn't feel possible. Dad's eyesight is observant. He knows what we're covering up. His eyes were so sharp that maybe Dad didn't know it" said my sister.
"It could be that you forgot and didn't pay too much attention to this day." My hope with a little doubt.
"That's impossible, brother. But hopefully it's like that." My sister strengthened my worried self.
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