The Struggle of a Child
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My tears were dripping as I forced my feet to walk along with the laughter of those who still saw me staggering.
"He must be in pain?!" ecy asked Tania who was next to her.
"The pain will not be long, soon it will be gone, too" Tania said. "I've also been hit by that ball! It doesn't hurt."
"Maybe you weren't hard hit by the throw. Liyan's going hard," replied Ecy. "Sir Duan hopefully didn't see it." Ecy immediately moved away.
Sayup - their voices are still clearly heard in my ears from a distance. The crisp laughter laughing my way widened with widening filled the empty air.
"Liyan, quickly walk from there!" shouted Mr. Duan. "Don't stop those who want to exercise."
"Okay sir" I replied, looking down in a bitter voice, as my hand clasped my chest which still hurt clearly because of the ball that hit part of my body.
The more I shuddered, I walked with a tight support to my body that screamed for enduring the pain. My lips are no longer able to speak. Only a dim, empty eye could speak today.
Finally, both of my legs arrived in the hallway of the classroom and immediately wanted to enter it and sit inside as per Mr. Duan's orders. The empty chair seemed to be walking to greet me with warmth. The empty table had also been standing upright facing towards me who was walking in through the door.
My reflexes also felt like I felt his welcome so I outlined a sweet smile at him. Walk slowly while touching the table and bench I want to go to.
In the quiet solitude I was just friends with an empty room. I sat in the middle of a heart-wrenching scream. The pain no longer felt to me. Lost is like a gust of wind. My two eyeballs were still staring at the door that jutted out of the field which sounded a cheerful cry from my friend who was following the lesson today.
My concern was floating around imagining myself. If I was healthy I would have been with them running, laughing and joking around. But all are just illusions and dreams embedded in my deep mind. Right now it's just a big dream dancing in front of me like, I'm in it under a wishful thinking that can't be experienced for real.
Smiles are erased by reflex. I took some books from my bag and pencil and wrote them on top of a book with a scribble describing my grief. The pencil strands laid out on the paper can be read a little.
Every now and then I look out, the scorching heat that shines on the earth makes the shadow of my friend look to play. Lonely silence without a friend is like life is meaningless.
Friends are everything to me, they are my encouragement, without them I might not have been able to look at this world for a long time with a smile. They are so patient and care about me.
Both of my hands were still crossed on the paper wanting to pour out the incident that made my tears drip. The picture of the ball was without me knowing it had been painted filled with wide paper.
"Liyan, what's the ball?" ask a strange voice that makes me aghast and stop him.
I turned my head to look at it. "Rasid." My lips spoke softly a little nervously. I'm afraid that Rasyd will find out that I was hit by a ball by Tania and Ecy. "I'm just drawing a circle" I replied. Then looked back down to see what made Rasyd full of question marks.
"Drawing a circle, but why is it so beautiful." Rasyd continued to stare attentively. "It was like a ball" he said, further cornered me.
"No-no" I answered a little nervously. "I'm just drawing the ball, right," I told Rasyd not to ask him questions continuously.
"But your circle is so pretty" said Rasyd, returning out after taking something off his stool.
I just smiled at her while following her steps that disappeared from behind the door.
"Woy, wait a minute, I'll go inside for a second. There's something I want to take," said someone from outside the classroom."
"Take it! Quickly, yeah. We wait here!" said someone who said from another place that no other voice like Widia's voice.
"Yes," he replied as he stepped closer to the classroom door.
"Yes, I'm not daydreaming, kok," I answered briefly.
"Cieee, the smart kid is learning, yes" Septiani teased me.
"No, I'm drawing again" I replied, showing her the book.
"Drawing ? No, you don't like drawing because you say a lot, I don't like drawing because I'm not good at it. So, if there's about drawing I'm lazy. That's not what you say often, is it?! Come on!" Septiani kept teasing me to the point of embarrassment. "His face is flushed, don't cover it, Liyan! I want to see that pretty ball of yours, which, let me see, must be pretty." Septiani pulled my book.
"Septiani, no one I drew. I just crossed the circle," my screams stood pulling the book from Septiani. "Aghhh!" I stroked my feet that tripped over the bench. "Septiani, my legs are already hurting from this bench. Give me back the book."
"Engga! I can't do it, Liyan." Septiani ran while carrying my book. "Haha !" His laughter was so crisp that he ran around the benches and the table that was loosened in the classroom. "Liyan, come quickly, take it, if you can, come here!" Septiani continued to gallop away from me while opening the sheet looking for the image I carved on it.
"Septiani, you're here apparently.Pak Duan is looking for you as well as Fikri," cried Widia and Solihin. "Whether you ran away in class. Run outside" Solihin said calling Septiani.
"Heh, if there is a teacher who sees you running here, can be angry Miss Dona," continued Widia approached Septiani and grabbed the book that swings half in the air.
"Oh, yeah, yeah. I forgot," said Septiani paused for a moment. "Widia, did you say that Mr Duan and Fikri called me?! What's for?" septiani asked curiously.
"Where do I know." Widia raises her shoulders. "Eat it, let's get out!" pinta Widia pulls Septiani's arm.
"By! You must be lying, right?! Let me go out with you guys. Aye, right? Oh, I did it." Septiani again teased Widia like she did to me.
"There's nothing to lie about" Solihin continued in annoyance. "Udah, let's get out! Don't talk. Now we're out. Mister Duan was already waiting there with Fikri, hurry!" Solihin let out his head slightly looking at Mr. Duan who was in the middle of the field." Septiani," cried Solihin increasingly upset.
"Give me the book" I shouted after Septiani. "You Septiani! Where are you running, huh?" I ran around chasing him. "Review, if the book is torn, yes! I'll scold you."
"Oh, yeah! You're gonna scold me. Liyan, you can't be angry, you can just cry, "septiani joked until I gave up tired of chasing after her.
"Yes, sir" said Solihin, who is close to Widia.
I was suddenly startled and stopped my pursuit of Septiani. "Solihin seems to be angry" I said to Septiani who had stopped. His attitude this time looks like, Little boy .
"I'm afraid to see it." Septiani walked slowly as if he was trying to get away from Solihin. "Eh, but he's gone." Septiani's laughter flared again. "They're both gone."
"So, aren't you coming with them?" I looked at Septiani who held out the book she had taken from me. "can't. If someone doesn't come, right?!" I took my book.
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