The Struggle of a Child
Attention that makes us overwhelmed
Both balls of my eyes just stared straight ahead. "Aren't you all hostile to me?!" I remember a memory of an event that had happened a while ago.
"Doodling?!" Widia's face was bent to hear the words that were coming from me. "Liyan, you said we were hostile to you. We never said we were against you. But you said it yourself."
"Hhhh!" Instantly I heard it. "Why am I?" ask me confused. "I'll be nice to you. But you guys don't want to. Even you gathered scolded and glanced at me cynically.
Today I am like a stranger who is not considered by my own best friend. It was so sad to be with a friend but ignored, like a useless tissue.
The faces of the two of us showed different expressions. I let out a sad face that was wasted while, Widia showed a face of feeling guilty.
"If Fikri, what did you say?" Staring at me curiously inquisitive.
"I don't remember" I replied in a clear voice, after I swallowed my own grief.
"certainly lying?! Don't feel too sorry for her if she says it wrong, if she scolds you just say it, let me scold her later" Widia asked me to tell her the truth.
"Why?" my question does not understand.
"The head of the class will be his duty to keep his friend not scolding him" Widia said.
"Then, what about you that you scolded Liyan," Septiani continued.
"Well, why are you here? Didn't you just practice with them?!" ask Widia.
"Yes, I was training. But that's not our sport." Septiani immediately replied while swinging her hand until it stuck to her forehead covering the reflection of sunlight that made her pupils shrink.
"Then why are you here?" ask Widia.
"Look at you" he answered briefly.
"seeing us? Why?" aska I want to know.
"You two stand here, why try?! As we go there looking at those who are training," Septiani's advice set his sights on the direction he was saying.
"Well!" Widia directly pointed by raising an eyebrow. "Then what about Liyan?"
"Well, Liyan don't play sports. I can't bear to see him later in captivity by Tania and Ecy," Septiani said worried about me.
"Then how? Are we calling Solihin to accompany Liyan here?" chirps Widia knotted sweetly while glancing at me.
"Engga! I don't want to" I spontaneously refused.
"Father Liyan, Solihin' is our best friend. Solihin that if asked to accompany us he would want to, let alone accompany you," said Septiani.
"Yes, I know that Solihin does. But I don't want to!" I keep rejecting him.
"Why not, Liyan?" ask Widia.
"She's a big tofu bitch! It speaks too much. Everyone wants to be asked the same. From what I didn't know to what I knew. My head will hurt later on," I complained spoiledly.
"That's true. Solihin asked a lot. Everything he saw must have been discussed to the end," Septiani continued, explaining while patting his forehead.
"Maybe that's what makes Liyan lazy to be close to Solihin" Widia said.
"I'm coming, yeah, sports. Don't leave me alone. Not good, if I sit there are no friends," I whine.
"What sport do we want today?" tanya Septiani was curious.
"I don't know what sport we are. All I know is what we learned about cats, '" I answered briefly. "But they haven't played yet" I continued looking towards them.
"Morning their rehearsal times. Every time we want to exercise, we'll have to practice first, if Mr. Duan says warm up." Widia looked at the children who were moving nimbly.
"We'll just go there, come on!" Septiani pulled my arm and Widia.
My weak body was immediately dragged along with Septiani's arm which was pulling strongly.
"Sir, the sport hasn't started yet?" ask Septiani.
"Not yet, soon we will begin," replied Mr. Duan. Let's go warm up!" exclaim Mr. Duan.
"Well sir" Widia replied.
I who was still in a bit of anxiety was troubled to listen to my best friend's request or follow the appeal of Mr. Duan who asked to immediately arrange the line neatly.
The confusion became more evident on my pale face because if, I do not want to follow their ban I could have been hated by my best friend who has been friends and give attention and affection to me.
"Kids! Arrange the line neatly, yes!" Mr. Duan just kept calling us patiently.
There was not much I could do now only the gazes of my two eyes could radiate brightly staring at the shadows lined up neatly.
"Widia, how am I?" ask me slowly while taking the line near Widia.
"So, let's see Fikri first." Both Widia's eyeballs widen looking for the whereabouts of Fikri. "That's it!" widia said shouting clearly in my ear.
I got carried away by Widia's startling scream. "Where?" I then asked following the direction of his gaze that broke my anxiety.
"But Fikri didn't look here" Widia grumbled slightly disappointedly.
"If even Fikri looked here, he wouldn't dare to talk to Mr. Duan," I replied looking at Fikri.
"Fikri was brave Liyan, just afraid Fikri was upset because of the incident earlier." Widia looked at me with sadness.
"This incident," I murmured quietly. Recalling the trouble that just happened between me and Fikri.
"Then I'll take part in sports" I said straightening the line.
"Don't Liyan! You can't be in sports when you're sick again." Widia looked at me attentively.
How touched today that my heart sees my dear friend who loves me so much, even worrying about my true condition. They know better than myself that I am weak and helpless.
For these moments I could not hold back the tears that were dripping without me noticing. All the love and affection that poured down on me was so great I got in my hardest moments. That's what keeps me from feeling lonely and discouraged.
Although a lot of noise that befell to make me crumble dimly however, the sincerity of friendship never allows me to walk alone without the support of the affection of people who sincerely love me because they can feel what I feel.
"Liyan, you don't play sports." Suddenly I was surprised to hear a foreign voice speaking from behind close his voice to my ear.
"Rasyd," I said as I turned my head. "Sir Duan told me not to participate in sports?" my many.
"No, but Fikri. Fikri said, you do not need to participate in sports," said Rasyd asserted.
"He won't listen to anything you say" Septiani said. "He's already bound by a deal with that one, that's...!" Septiani rattled both of her lips pointing in the direction she hated the most.
"Haha! What agreement? Don't joke Septiani to make me stand here for a long time" Rasyd's murmur restrained his frustration at Septiani.
"Who's wanted you here for a long time?" Septiani asked a question that made Rasyd more nauseous to see him.
"I will follow him" I said turning to leave the line.
"Haha! A crisp laugh was heard from Solihin who had been near Rasyd. "Follow what?" Solihin seemed to open our conversation back as usual.
The four of us met with a glance while raising our shoulders the strange look that happened to Solihin who enveloped us with great curiosity.
"Hey, Fikri has already looked from earlier towards us," Septiani said slightly trembling.
"You must be lying?!" Chirps Solihin while looking towards Fikri.
"Yes, Fikri has seen us like him, he is angry, woy," replied Septiani who revolved to arrange his line as before.
"You're afraid, yes," led Solihin deliberately while raising an eyebrow. "Tumbent." Pulling both of his lips in a mocking gesture.
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