The Struggle of a Child
The Arrival of New Friends
Not for how long. My friend and I play dolls in the house. Suddenly, we have a new friend brought by my friend Nia.
"Andrine! Andrini !" Shouted my friend Nia from outside the house.
"Ha! Sis, who is that, huh? someone called me."
"Where?" I asked Andrini while standing looking at the guest room.
The entrance to my friend Andrini's house is two! The first, from the front door that is none other than the right door near the living room. Meanwhile, the other one is in the kitchen room which is often referred to as the back door.
Me and my friend Andrini looked out of the room and looked through the room from the door.
"Sister, that's a voice calling from which door huh, sis? Front or back door, huh?" Standing in front of the room door.
"Try the deck, let's see!" I said, walking from room to room. Looking for the voice that calls us.
We also continued walking along the floor of the house we stepped on. Me and Andrini walked apart. I looked to the back door while Andrini looked to the front door.
Kreeks!
"Ha! Where are you guys from ?"
"From my house." Said, Nia to Andrini who was standing on the porch of the house. Right in front of the entrance in the guest room.
"Yes, her!" Said Andrini with a sparkling face. While pulling a smile from her little lips.
"This who is Nia? Your brother?" Ask Andrini to Nia. While entering the house.
"Engga! My friend. His name is Arni. He pointed at Arni.
"Heheh! He, introduce my name Andrini." Go hand in hand. While greeting the new Arni first, the time came to Andrini's house.
Meanwhile, I'm still in the kitchen. Keep looking however, there was nothing I found, behind the half-opened kitchen door. My friend's kitchen door. It's another, unlike, my door and my other friend's door. Which has only one door. But, this instead has two sheets of doors namely, top and bottom. During the day or in daily habits. The door of his house that was closed was just a bottom sheet. Meanwhile, the top sheet must be open.
"Oh, he! Brother Liyan is here!"
"Where's that brother?" Nia asked Andrini while embracing her friend Arni.
"Awhile! I called.Soalah, that brother was looking for you guys back. No, where? Know you guys from the back door."
"Sir Liyan!" Shouted Andrini from the TV room. While walking into the kitchen.
"It's deck!" I screamed from the kitchen too.
"Sister! This is it, that guy brother!"
The three of them stood up to me. By opening his mouth and laughing.
"Silver thought. From the back door. Henceforth
brother look here!" I point my eyes at the door.
"Haha!" The three of them laughed loudly.
The four of us walked straight into the living room.
"Sister! What are we playing, huh?" Staring at me with question marks.
"Emmm! Whahuh? Yep! Whatever deck. What are we gonna play?" By frowning me.
"Ha ! Play the doll." Said, Nia while pointing to the neatly arranged doll inside the small cabinet where the TV was.
"Yes, we played that!" Said, Arni cheerfully while jumping up and down.
The laughter of the four of us was heard all the way to the terrace of Andrini's house.
Arni is so, very good at playing his puppet game. She does like it said, playing dolls even, so many dolls at home. If I think, that's it, it's natural because Arni is a rich kid. He even played with us carrying a unique bag. In between, the bags we had. Arni stroked the bag he had brought to Andrini's house. Which is where we gather now!
All of a sudden, my friend Andrini was holding her bag!
"Beautiful!" He said, to Andrini.
"Yes, where did you buy it? I've never seen a bag this pretty!" Said, Andrini while looking at Arni's bag.
"Yes!" Arni immediately took the bag held by Andrini.
"Don't hold it later broken. Says, my grandmother."
Arni immediately carried her bag back.
Me too, who wants to hold his bag. So, do not dare because he is afraid and does not like if his bag is held.
"Emang, where's that bag from?" My friend Andrini asked back to Arni.
"It's my grandmother's buy-in from Mecca!" He said, staring at us one by one.
My friend Nia, do the same thing I did. Dare not hold it.
The bag is very unique and pink in color. Painted with motifs pictured people.Tas made of small pearls are beautiful and neatly arranged.
I saw it. When is la, huh ? I got a taste like gini? Well-favoured. I said, in my heart, staring in her bag.
"Yes, your bag is beautiful, yes!" Praise Andrini again to Arni.
Meanwhile, Nia did not say much she just, shut up and listen.
"It! Don't you want a bag like that?" Tanya, Andriani while doing her doll back.
"Engga! It is far away in Mecca. Where can my parents buy it. What expenses? try it!" Nia, look at Andrini with sadness.
I just, listen to those who throw words. Can't have a bag like that?
The puppet play continues by listening to the song "Saras 008" it is the song we like the most let alone the mask!
Besides, playing doll. We also play cooking and house-housing.
In game. We drove away deserted. Even the laughter sounded strong. Although, what had happened was a bit tense. For bags. Which Arni brought that was purposely shown to us.
But even so, the dispute between the four of us did not happen.
Andrini appreciates Arni who was born from a rich family. Who can buy anything he wants. Meanwhile, Nia and I did so, we did not once, putting envy on Arni. Because of me and Nia, you realize who Arni is? And who are we?
Our friendship is full of social differences. It doesn't make us discriminate against each other. We still look compact though, there are striking differences.
I come from a poor family. Sometimes I feel inferior to them. Although, they were social, not equal to Arni. But, what can they still buy? What they want. Another, with me. I live in short supply. Must hold back my taste for my desires. Whether it's in terms that can be reached or not! Because I have to think about my father's finances.
"Ha! What time is it, huh? Ask, Arni.
"It's five o'clock in the afternoon!" Said, Andrini while looking towards the wall clock.
"Yes, deck! I'm going home, yeah!" I said, looking out the window.
Seriate...