The Struggle of a Child
I reminded my sister
The night passed. The cold morning woke me up. The blanket that covered my weak body I immediately removed. The two twitching eyeballs had opened wide.
I turned my head when I remembered about my sad sister last night. My faint eyeballs stared at my sister who was still soundly asleep. His shady face looked pretty when I saw him. The sadness that fell on him last night seemed to have gone away from him.
I who wanted to get ready for school immediately went and woke up my sister who was sleeping soundly.
"Ana wake! It's morning!" I shouted to wake my sister pulling the blanket that covered her body.
"Sister, in a minute! I'm still sleepy" said my sister in a hoarse voice. Both of his eyes were still closed.
"Let's miss school." I urged my sister to wake up.
Both of his eyes were wide open. He sat down and rubbed his eyes with his hands slowly.
"Sir, what time is it?" ask my lazy sister to look at the clock.
"Hour 06:00 WIB," I answered looking at the clock hanging in our room.
"Why did you wake me up so quickly?" I looked at him with half consciousness. "It's still dark again." Glancing at the window opened both of his eyes slightly.
"Later you're angry, again. You want?!" I threatened my sister.
My sister was immediately silent and lowered her head. "No." He shook his head.
"Eat it, Let's get up!" I immediately pulled my sister's arm.
"Good, Brother! My sister dragged her feet down from the bed following me from behind. Not long after I stopped seeing my sister and told her to walk in front of me so I could look after her, if she suddenly fell asleep again.
"Let's! Is your roster stacked or not?" I asked to remind my sister of bad habits.
"Hhhh!" He immediately turned his aghast body back to look at me with both of his wide eyeballs. "I don't know. I forgot." My sister ran straight to check her bag and roster.
"You always forget that!" I followed my sister from behind.
"Last night I thought I'd stacked up, brother." Take out the bag.
"Get used to not forget often," I helped my sister pick up the books she needed.
We both look busy. This morning was a beautiful start. Early on I helped my sister compose her roster. I who still feel weak will my body stand up straight help my sister so that our little house this morning is not heard by my father's echoing song.
"Ana, pay attention again one by one to the books you put in! No one is left behind" I said firmly reminding my sister.
"Already, Brother! I checked it out." My sister's putting the books back together.
"Try to remember! As long as we're home" I asked.
We both went out to the bathroom. My two weak legs I dragged tightly so that I quickly arrived. We swung our legs hard to get there quickly.
"Good morning, Mother!" my sap walked past them.
"Good morning, son," said my father turning his head to look at me and my sister.
While my mother kept us busy. "Is your sister awake?" Our connecting mother immediately asked because she did not see my sister who was hiding behind my weak body avoiding my father.
"Ana this. Beside Liyan, ma'am," I replied shifting my body slightly.
My father who was busy with his regular activities every day seemed so busy. He immediately turned his head to see my brother who was hiding while pacing back and forth to and fro to pursue so that my father was not late for work. My dad was busy preparing everything for our breakfast. He who used to do it alone, this time not. This morning my father was accompanied by my mother.
I saw him so happy that even my pale lips curled up instantly. Looking at a happy moment this morning.
I kept walking and took a towel and brought soap, as we always do every time we wanted to take a shower.
My sister who followed my steps from behind just kept quiet and held onto her towel.
"Sir, it was cold in the morning," said my sister opening a slightly heavy voice.
"Yes. The dumps are too many." Both my eyes saw the dew that covered the road.
"Sir bath?" asked my sister a little worried about my health.
"Not yet to know," I answered thinking about my sister's question.
"Sister should not take a shower" my sister advised.
"Why?" my many.
"But if we take a morning shower it will be healthy and fresh." I spontaneously pulled a little of my lips. "Daddy said like, that," I said.
"It's not a problem if you want to take a shower or not. As long as you can." My sister gave it all to me. "So, don't remember, if you get sick... ." My sister glanced at me. "... won't go to school" he said.
"Looks like you can," I replied. We both walked to the bathroom that was outside our house. My two weak hands held my soap and towel.
It doesn't feel like we've arrived. I went in and put the soap I was carrying. My weak hands have also hung towels so as not to get wet from splashing water.
"The bath is fast, yes! I'm cold" cried my sister.
"Yes" I replied. "Sister won't be long, kok. Brother is cold too." I immediately took the dipper and flushed my body.
Bur bur bur bur!
The water so quickly I poured into my weak body. The cold that pierced my skin felt so agonizing that it made me freeze, like ice water flushing from above.
"Quick Brother! I'm already tired. We'll be late. I'm afraid, if we're late, '" my sister yelled.
"This brother is ready." I hurriedly glossed over my body and put on clothes.
Jeglex!
I opened the bathroom door. I saw my brother standing there waiting. "Why is Big Brother so old?" ask my sister a little upset. "I'm tired of standing up."
"Now I'm going to take a shower. Brother, don't leave me. I don't dare to be here alone." The look on my sister's face turned bowing in pleading.
"Yes, Brother won't leave you alone. Brother is also afraid to go home alone," I said.
"Fear why, brother?" ask my sister to know.
"Fear of being angry with Dad" I said.
"Don't you love that Dad has moved?" ask sister.
"You mean, what's Ana?" ask me in wonder.
Bur bur bur bur!
My sister took a shower in a hurry. He no longer took out a word to speak. He seemed to enjoy the cold water that soaked his body.
Minutes passed, waiting for my sister. He came out with soap and towels. He had also changed his clothes just as I had done to cover his body from the cold morning air.
"Sister! Father has changed quickly," said my sister again who was still wallowing sadly.
Reflex I turned my head to look at it. "Where do you know? If you change." Look straight ahead while walking.
"Yesterday Dad was so happy to scold me" said my sister softly.
I kept quiet and stared at the road I was going through. My weak body again disturbed my calm. He began to creep into my cold body.
My shaky footsteps now want to droop so I have to hold it so I don't fall.
"I'm afraid that you don't love me anymore. And I won't have any more friends to tell me." said my sister.
My self that has begun to be weak is still invited by my sister to talk. His chatty lips continued to grumble incessantly lamenting his grief last night.
"If you don't love me. Who else will love me?" My sister asked me.
"Sister will always love you. Stop being sad because if you're sad, you'll be sad." Both balls of my eyes looked at my sister.
My sister is so happy. He immediately smiled faintly at me. "If you love me? Who will love my sister?" ask sister.
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