The Struggle of a Child
Cute Clown
My sister's crisp laughter was heard accompanying our steps. The quiet room is now back crowded with the presence of my brother who is super ignorant and jutek. Instead he wanted to rest following me, but he was acting silly.
"Sister, look at me!" brother says.
I immediately turned my body towards my sister who was left behind curiously.
Tadaa!
My sister suddenly showed me her cute face, making my molars look and forget about the disease that stopped by.
"When did you make your face like that?" I wonder if I don't know about his behavior.
"So don't want to know, do you?" My brother smiled happily because he made me laugh.
I nodded in response as a gesture. "So, aren't you next to Brother?!" Ask a little wonder.
"Sister is too serious. Until his sister disappears, he doesn't know." Stand up. "But it's funny, isn't it, sister?!" Smile themselves. Cute sauce.
"Funny mixed up in shock, you know! Brother almost fainted, you're here!" Puckered my pale lips with a lump. "Where did this weird clown face get you?" my many.
"I saw the lipstick fall in the corner." Glance at the corner of the closet. "Then I took it without the knowledge of my dear Mother Brother."
"Where's the lipstick? You're done, aren't you?" I immediately approached my sister and picked up the lipstick she was wearing.
"It!" My sister handed it to me. "But I don't get scolded. I didn't really find it" my sister said softly.
"Ana, this might be Mom's lipstick. When it's over, you smudge it in your face, how ?" Ask what will happen.
"Must be angry?!" My sister immediately lowered her gaze.
"Next time don't ever do this again, yeah!" my door. Taking lipstick.
"Alright Brother. I'll follow what Brother says." Swung my hands into the air, wrapped them around my neck and smiled sweetly. She was so happy to look like she had managed to make me smile a little.
"Wouldn't you know where you got that much, thick powder?" I immediately urged my sister.
"I'm wearing our powder, brother," he replied spontaneously.
"What?!" I let go of my sister's hand. "Our powder will stay a little longer." Both my eyes were opened so wide. "Father will scold us both, if the powder is suddenly empty, Dek." I put my hand on my forehead.
"There is still Brother. Not empty," he replied. "Once, we can't play. I'm already saturated," said my sister in a disappointed tone of voice.
My sister turned her steps and her body to the side picked up the powder right on the bed. He slowly gave it to me so I could believe that the powder was still there.
His own face stared at the stretch of my swinging hand taking the powder from him. My now-frightened face immediately saw a bottle of white powder without a brand label coiled on the body of the powder.
I immediately swung the powder over the air right near the light of the burning lamp. The shadow of the powder is still there.
"There's still. But not as much as that." Decreased it.
"Why is my sister so curious? If the powder runs out. I'll definitely buy it again. You can't ask first! Why is the powder running out? Then he bought it." My sister walked up on the bed sitting turning her head with a frown looking at me .
"Pity Dad. I have to think of everything so much that costs come out later for us. House rent money will soon be due. That Uwa will definitely come in these few days?!" Staring straight ahead. "Dad only worked as a paddle pedicab carrier. Where would he get that much money to meet all of them?! Not to mention our school fees...". I fell silent and screamed to get out of the shackles that bound me.
"Eat him, we have to get big fast, brother. The most important thing is that we have to finish school quickly. I can't bear to see Dad either. Every day toiling slams bones with meager income." My sister seemed sad to remember my father who worked hard with sweat sweat. "Not yet rain. Dad's always wet."
"For that. We must not waste this powder in vain" I reminded my sister.
"The powder is still there. Let Brother see! That's a lot of powder. If the powder's afraid to run out because of me... ." Bowing in a soft tone of voice swallowed the guilt. "...I won't be wearing powder in a few days."
"It doesn't need to be that way either. Just wear it, but remember, don't waste it!" my word.
"Where might I dare to wear it back" my sister said.
"Let's! You don't like sulking. Brother apologizes if it's wrong. Brother is also happy that it is your attempt to help Brother to smile, yes, right?" Staring at my sister with clingy.
"Sweet from where? That's the truth, brother looked at me." My sister was a little disappointed because I didn't appreciate her hard work wanting to see me smile after all this time the smile disappeared.
"Who said you're not happy? Brother is happy. Can you read hearts?" Raise eyebrows. "So you know your brother isn't happy."
"Sister's face was showing," he replied.
"Show's Ana?" I shifted my weak little body backwards slightly pulling the pillow and stacking it high right behind me as a means of leaning against my weak body.
"What's not it anymore?" ask my surprised sister to see me. He also turned his seat to see me. "What's that for, brother?" ask my sister to know.
"For this!" I put my pillow down and leaned against my body. What about your clown face. Still want to be defended?" my many.
Hm! My sister's hand touched her face. He seemed to have forgotten that his face had become, like a cute mask. The nose is red, like a fresh tomato for a fried sambel. Ahaha! My heart laughed and saw it.
"I forgot my face was like this. But I want to tease my brother first." Dragging his body closer to me while sticking powder and lipstick on his face.
Tap tap tap!
Crisp laughter filled the room. He was so happy to put a powder patch that stuck thickly. "So how? Brother already looks beautiful, now I have a playmate, hahahaha!" His laughter is getting louder.
"Dad!" I also stayed away from my ignorant sister today. " Later face dirty brother."
"Dirty is good, brother." My sister kept coming up to me and didn't let me off in the slightest.
"Let's! Watch out for you, yeah! If you get home. Brother will complain to you." I shouted.
"Just do it!" Scribbling my pale face with the powder patch on his cheek and the lipstick on his nose.
"So I think I'm scared. Nah!" He smiled and patted his hands clean. His heart was so happy that it had managed to paint my pale face. "I have friends now." Staring . "Cute new fat." The smile of the sumringah is visible with blooms.
My face is getting heavier and itchy. I pulled my brother's blanket and cleaned my face.
Hap! Suddenly my brother caught my hand. My hand stopped immediately.
"Son can't clean it up." My sister forbade me. Greatest dude.
"Later to go home Ana. We're gonna get mad at." Throwing a cloth for my sister. "Now clean your face. Come fast!" Moving to shift my seat cleaned my face that was stained. "But, the clowns at Brother's house are pretty funny." Raised my head to see my sister's hair white from powder.
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