The Struggle of a Child
Joking my father to my brother
My brother's voice was still heard until my father was tired of hearing it. Every now and then my father twisted his eyes to get away from my sister's whining.
I was a little agitated, looking at my sister who kept disturbing my father's calm. Worries, now drawn on my pale face. Even the rice I chewed I swallowed violently.
"Liyan! Slow down just eat it," my mother said as if she knew I was eating in a hurry. "Later you choke."
"Yes, sister" said my sister. "Don't hurry later, the fish thorn is eaten by Big Brother. Yeah, right, Dad." My sister then turned her head towards my father.
"Yes, Liyan's sister and your mother were right. Just slowly eat it. Don't be in a hurry." My father saw me and saw my advice.
"Good, Dad." Staring at the rice I was holding while swallowing the rice quietly and glaring at my eyes, again turning to look at me with nanar while thinking, after we finished eating, what will happen?
My mother was sitting right in front of me. Slowly he put down the glass and looked at us one by one. "Unfortunately, you want to play outside, Liyan?!" asked my mother to contact me because she saw how to eat in a hurry.
"Ha! Suddenly I raised my head slightly to look at my mother who was sitting right in front of me in confusion.
"Yes, Liyan. Your mother's question is correct. Do you want to play outside ?" ask my dad to know. "So you eat in a hurry."
"No Dad." Duck.
"Dad didn't forbid you to play outside but, after you recovered and the news of the kid's kidnap was gone." My father washed his hands cleanly.
"Dad! When will the news of the kidnap be lost?" My sister immediately asked cutting off the words I wanted to say. "What's in a minute?" ask my brother innocently. My sister resumed eating after seeing my father shut up and took a small bowl filled in half with water. My brother who was too smart and curious glanced at my father who was right sitting next to him. " Have you finished eating?" Looking at my father's hand.
"Yes. If you want to be like Dad. Gotta finish the meal quickly" my father joked to my sister.
"Yes. Dad's right, now let's eat the race! Who finished eating first?" exclaim my sister cheerfully.
"lapsus. Do not invite your brother to the eating competition, later it can choke," sidelines mother continued us. "He's still sick. Not fully healed yet" he continued.
Instantly my sister was silent and turned an unpleasant face to my father. "Dad...". My brother looked at my father as if he were complaining to my father.
"Yes, Son!" sahut. "Your mother's right, your sister's gonna choke. Eat the right thing" my father told me to calm my brother down a little.
I sat still and swallowed my nose listening to them. The face of my pias brother immediately rotated while swallowing his sorrow for not getting a good response from my father, now trying to cover it so that our continued mother did not see his frustration.
"Dad! If it's Liyan, it's done. Is Liyan allowed in the room first?" I opened my audacious voice asking as I swallowed the water that passed through my throat.
"Wait a minute, son! We'll eat like this, gather together, it's rare. So, in this moment there is a right moment do not first go straight into the room," asked my father firmly while shining his hand.
"Yes, right." My father raised his head upright looking at our mother with eyes as if to say that what he said was true.
"Yes, Son! Your father was right, all this time we were always at odds and also your father was too busy making a living so your father sometimes took a break first, just ate." Staring at me in a gesture of restraining myself from staying seated with them.
"But Dad, if Brother stays here. Fear it will hurt again" said my sister with great tolerance.
"Daddy no, son! 'Your brother still has medicine. Yeah, isn't it, son?" ask my dad to look at me.
"Yes, Dad," I answered briefly. I wake up and take the medicine.
The look in my father's eyes that followed my steps was so sharp that it was visible from the tail of my eyes. "Is the cure still there?" ask my dad to see the medicine I'm holding.
"Still Dad" I replied. I sat down and took the medicine in my hand.
"Liyan drank a lot. Let you not be bitterness," said our aunt who picked up a glass nearby as well. He sipped some water, clearly heard in his throat.
"Yes, Brother. Let Brother not vomit. Later Brother vomits again here!" My sister took back the fried chicken.
"Did your brother ever vomit?" ask my dad who wants to make my brother joke.
"Your brother won't vomit. I've been watching her take medicine a lot" my mother told us.
"Yes, Son. How could your brother throw up here" my father said.
"Are you sure?!" My sister put the fried chicken back in her mouth.
"Related. Is Father's Son not sure?" asked my father to tease my spoiled sister.
Instantly my sister immediately rolled her eyes looking at me questionnaires while thinking. His hand holding the chicken swung into his mouth while biting the fried chicken.
"Why see Big Brother like that?" I spontaneously startled my sister.
"N-no, Brother. I didn't mean to mock Brother." My sister is guilty.
"Dad! I didn't mean to make fun of Brother, "My sister immediately showed her sad face to my father as if she was complaining, if she wasn't what I thought she was.
I sat with them so satisfied that I had managed to make my sister feel guilty, even though she would not admit it.
"Already Ana. Don't keep going. Your brother won't be angry with you. All this time, right, your brother always beat for you. For this matter, how might your brother be angry," our kind-hearted aunt said today to my defense.
"Let's! Learn not to cry from now on. You are already big. When are you going to cry like this!" my father said he resuscitated my sister while massaging my sister's irritated shoulder.
My sister's face grew so sullen that she could no longer afford to finish the fried chicken on her plate. Her acting tears immediately fell down her cheeks.
"Ana. quickly finish the chicken. Later someone will take," ledekku smile ignorant.
"Let's! Just listen to your brother," my father's back to make my sister sultry.
"Don't cry. Just eat your fried chicken . Let the plate be put together immediately," we continued to gently look at my sister.
My sister immediately shone her tears and looked back at the fried chicken that could dispel her sadness, while taking a breath she took and bit her violently, then she chewed it while incubating with annoyance, it was as if he was grumbling in the heart.
"Let's! Eat it slowly," said our aunt, who was a little funny to see my sister angry.
My father and I immediately saw my brother who accidentally made us smile.
"Let's! Does anybody? The fried chicken could hear," my father shook his head, looking at his son's funny behavior.
"Don't talk to fried chicken. If you want to talk to me or with my brother." I reflexively smile and throw away my illness temporarily.
"Yes! Ana's so funny today, yeah," our aunt said a little carefully.
My sister's pouting face instantly stopped her chewing immediately. He snorted because he heard clearly what our mother told us. At a glance of his hand holding the chicken, he turned to hold the glass and drank it to calm his heart-wrenching soul.
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