The Struggle of a Child
My tears fell down my cheeks
My pale face was silent. My ears are listening and I try to close them tightly so I don't hear my brother's next words.
My sister's question to me so stunned my weak self. I thought I was starting to talk to myself, if what my sister said was true. Who will love me ?
When I agree with what my sister said, who would love me if I loved her?! I don't know, I don't understand what kind of answer I'm going to tell him.
The look in his eyes met the look in my eyes as if my sister wanted to hear my answer.
"Why didn't Brother answer my question? I'm right, aren't I? Eat it, Brother can't answer it." My sister threw a hard blow at me. "Try Brother, pay attention! I loved his new wife. He'll forget about us."
"What you see is wrong, Dek. It's not like that." I try to digest everything calmly.
"Son't that plain or nice anyway, brother?" Why did you say it was impossible, you were wrong." My sister repeated what I said by throwing an annoyed look. "It was clear before my own eyes. But yes! Sister's right... ." Brother quiet. "... Why did you say that? Because they love my brother. Especially Dad. I loved my brother. And I've forgotten." Staring straight ahead with a soft look. "Only one loves me."
"Who?" I ask not to know.
"Mother" replied my sister.
The deg! My heart stopped for a moment. Both balls of my eyes looked at my sister who was walking beside me with nanar.
"When will you see the truth? Mom's gone a long time ago. He won't come to see you again" I said.
"No! Mother still exists. And someday I will meet him. If I meet him later I'll tell him you're bad to me." And I'd say that Dad loved his new wife more than me" my sister said.
My tears fell down my pale cheeks. Both of my lips trembled withstanding the cry of seeing my sister who was so sad.
"That father loves you very much. Although, being angry doesn't mean he hates you." I insisted on convincing my sister.
The two of us continued walking while keeping watch from the cold morning. Sadness still enveloped me seeing my sister who was feeling sad because my father was scolding her.
Our feet continued to follow the path we were walking. " Pa never scolded me before." My sister immediately remembered the past. "Today I will definitely scold me again. Just look at it!" continued sister.
My voice felt heavy like it was being thrown by a hard rock so I heavily advised my sister.
"Let's go in!" I pulled my sister's arm. "Once we get in, we'll see. Are you scolding me or not?!"
"No. I can't believe what you're saying." My sister brushed her hand out of my grasp. "Nobody goes in first. I'll just go later!" grumbled brother.
"Where might Brother enter without you. There will be many questions from Dad. You want us not to go to school today." Looking at my stubborn sister.
My sister immediately shut up and thought after hearing what I said. "But, are you angry again or not?" My sister's face seemed to ask herself.
"Dad won't scold you." I put the soap on and put the towel on.
"Do you know where?" My sister's sticking out her towel. "If Dad has improved and isn't scolding me anymore?!" My sister turned her body towards me looking at me with certainty.
"Did you scold me this morning?" I asked back to remind my sister.
My sister thought for a moment. "No" he answered. "Dad didn't scold me because I was hiding behind Big Brother."
"That's all I remember?!" I asked back.
My sister thought and remembered. "Yes! Is there anything else, brother?" ask sister. Turning his body to look at the door he passed earlier as if he remembered every step of the incident he had passed.
I walked first from my sister. "When I asked my sister about you." Glancing at my sister. " Did you scold you?" I told my sister.
"That's because you didn't see me" my sister replied.
"Dad didn't see you. I saw you," I said.
"Where do you know?" asked my sister, getting curious, to keep walking closer to the door.
"So, Brother saw it when I saw you. The older brother shifted a little while Mom asked you to see you."
"So, that brother...". My sister instantly shut up and pouted looking at me with a slumber. "Why that old brother. I can't imagine that Dad was going to scold me."
My sister's face instantly bent while swinging her foot forward. I immediately smiled looking at my aghast sister holding back the embarrassment. Her confidence instantly faded when she knew that I was pulling my body a little away from her.
"So, now what? Are you still saying, Daddy will scold you?!" I threw a mischievous smile at my sister while raising an eyebrow of victory marks.
"Liyans. Hurry up and get ready if you want to go to school!" exclaimed my father while glancing at my sister who buried her face in my weak body.
"Good, Dad." I immediately walked while holding the arm of my sister who was walking beside me.
"Let's! Why are you like this?" I was so surprised to see my sister's strange behavior. "We're not seen by Dad anymore. Now lift your head."
"True Sister." My sister directly raised her head upright. We also walked into the room.
In my room, my sister and I were busy with our needs. I was busy picking up the school uniform I was going to wear and tidying my hair. The backpack I used to use at school has now been sitting neatly on the bed. While my sister, still busy re-examining her roster, took the book out of her bag. He looks to be checking out one by one his book. His school uniform is right next to him.
"Ana quickly put on your uniform !" seruku reprimanded my sister.
"Yes brother, I'll wear this." My sister immediately picked up the clothes located.
"Short-wear! Before Dad yelled, telling us not to go to school. You want?" While buttoning my shirt.
"So don't tell me that." my sister whimpered.
"Eat him, hurry!" my insistence.
"Liyan! You're in school, aren't you?" ask my dad to scream.
"Yes Dad, we're going out." I shouted to my father from the room.
Both of my hands immediately picked up the bag after I tidied up my clothes. My old sister, she was so panicked that she put on her uniform in a hurry.
"So wait!" My sister turned towards me stopping my steps.
I slightly twisted my body. "Quick! Brother doesn't want a holiday, doesn't feel good at home." I stepped out.
"Sister!" My sister immediately came out chasing after me who was standing in front of the mirror.
His breath was so puffed up in panic. "So much heart." Standing near me.
"Liyan, take your rice! I've put it on the table" said my father, taking his work clothes.
"Yes. Dad," reply.
"What's your father cooking, brother?" asked my sister whispering in my ear.
"Where does Brother know?" I'm still brushing my hair.
"Your father cooked your favorite meal" she said, so we saw my sister.
"My favorite meal, brother." My sister whispered in my ear as if in disbelief.
"Let's see!" seruku asked my sister.
"Yes. Brother was right," whispered my sister shamelessly, even my spoiled sister walked over to the table and saw the rice that was on the table.
A happy smile was painted on his face. He rushed to me happily. I was the one who was busy combing my hair, stopping my side for a moment.
"What Deck?" Spontaneously I put a comb.
"Now, look! It's my favorite food." Pulling my arm forcefully.
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