The Struggle of a Child
I was moved to see the attitude of my Mom and Dad
"Well! Finally, Big Brother's face is clean." My sister smiled as she looked at both my cheeks and nose.
"Liyan! Do not play water too long. Later your heat will be high again," cried our aunt who was worried.
"Yes, Mom. Here we are done" I said, shouting for him to hear my voice from afar.
While my sister washes her hands. "Sister. My beloved mother was right. We'd better get in." Waving his hands to dry quickly.
My sister and I were getting ready to clean up. Suddenly we flinched and stared with both of our eyeballs.
"Dad," we murmured quietly.
My father approached while putting the bucket he was carrying with him filled with water. "Day is Maghrib. Why are you still here?" ask dad. Turning his head looking to and fro. "What is your mother doing there?" asked my dad to look at us like my dad wanted an answer from us.
"We don't know Dad," my sister replied nonchalantly throwing a glance as a sign that she didn't want to answer anything related to the mother.
My father saw my sister's strange demeanor as if he knew a little that my sister wasn't very happy with his question. "No idea, why don't you guys know? Your distance is not too far." My father widened his pupils and his eyes looked at me and turned towards my mother.
I pulled my sister's arm to walk around turning my head towards my mother. Even weak limbs I stepped on while glancing at our connecting mother from the small gap covered by my father's large body was walking.
"Dad. Why don't you just ask me directly?" exclaimed my brother who attacked my father with his question.
My father was silent at once, walking while thinking about what my sister said just now. He reflexively turned his head towards our mother and walked to look at her stunned.
Mother kept us up who didn't see her. He keeps working. He was still happy to take out the garbage scattered due to being carried away by strong winds.
The road I walked slowly now saw my father who was still staring at my mother, we continued tightly.
"Sister, let's go fast." My sister swung her hand against my hand. "Later, if we're in. Father's questions will be many" whispered my sister looking at my face that saw her.
"You should have asked us." Looking at my sister who saw each other. "Dad, if he wants to ask, it doesn't have to be outside of this" I said. Inside, I will ask. What's the difference between us walking first and later?" my lament.
"So this, too much talking" my sister grumbled in annoyance. Turning his face with a frown.
My father walking with us had no voice at all as if he were listening to my brother's babble.
The bath soap and towel he brought were now placed and the towel was dried neatly, but the eyes still glanced at our mother who did not know my father's attention.
I who kept walking with my sister turned my head back slowly to see our extended mother who today got the attention of my father.
My heart was so happy a little touch of warmth, it would slowly grasp our humble family. Families away from happiness and an established economy.
My brother's arm still feels warm grasping me tightly. His eyes were still looking straight ahead. Another case with me who is still amazed by the attitude of my father and mother. Lately that has suddenly changed so rapidly that it raises deep questions for me and my sister.
"lapsus. You see the attitude of Father and Mother, the end of this." Walking around, turning my head to look at them.
"Why is Big Brother asking now?" ask my sister as if I didn't know before. "But from now on, since my sister came home from school. My dear mother suddenly changed. My race is unnatural, if the new brother questions it now."
I turned my head. "Sister still can't believe seeing Mom and Dad." Little surprised. "I don't think Mom just turned out well, just to Big Brother" I said.
Our voices continue to accompany our now-lost steps leaving my father. The clothes I was wearing back felt cold clinging to my hot body.
"Liyan! Why were you playing with water?" my father asked suddenly to surprise us from behind.
"Tell me the truth." I immediately replied to my sister's whisper.
"What?!" Suddenly my sister also raised her head aghast then widened her two eyeballs looking at me, as if glancing. "Didn't Brother want to be honest with Dad" continued my sister.
"Liyan!" call my father to disturb my peace of mind again.
I turned back, saw my father and let go of my brother's arm. "Yes Dad," I said slowly.
"You haven't answered Dad's question." My father was standing at the door of his room with half his body facing us.
My lips were hard to open, but my clever and courageous sister answered my father's question. "We washed Dad's hands" my sister said, covering up her mistake.
"Washing hands?!" My father looked at the faces of the two of us alternately with slight suspicion after hearing my sister's answer. Both of his big eyeballs turned around looking at us with jelly. "Dad doesn't believe." Staring at us grew more and more. "Something you're hiding from me." Shifting his eyes at my sister's hair. "What is Liyan you're hiding?" ask my dad to know.
Our contact mother who suddenly entered was surprised to see us standing upright facing my father.
"Why are you two quiet? Listen, Dad, yeah! If you find out you're both lying, you're taking responsibility for yourself" my father said, firmly turning his body in the room.
I immediately swallowed. Both of my eyeballs were immediately wide open after hearing the threat from my father. My weak and cold hot body trembled, it felt like I could not tread the earth perfectly.
While my sister was beside me she looked so nervous. His face was like fear. His lips tightly clenched looked anxiously. His body was so shaken after hearing what my father said.
After my father disappeared I raised my head to look at my sister and calmed her down.
"Already Ana. Don't panic! I won't be serious about what he says." Embracing my sister while stroking her shoulders, looking at our connecting mother who was standing right in the corner of the kitchen, looking at me and my sister. He was eager to help us, but he did not because of an ultimatum from my father that forbade him to defend us.
"Sister, don't be so plain. All this time Dad has never denied his own words, brother," said my sister. Duck.
"This time who knows, we get a little kindness from Dad" I said with great hope.
"Again Big Brother fantasized. Huh! Want to get to when Big Brother lives under such a big delusion, this," my sister grumbled while massaging her forehead.
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