The Struggle of a Child
Bed and Doll
My father turned his head to look at my sister after hearing her request. "That is possible" said my father firmly.
My sister immediately lowered her head as if she was sorry after hearing the rejection from my father. He also looked down in lethargy. "Sister... ." He glanced at me.
"What's up, Sister? I walk to see it. "Dad didn't grant your request, huh." I still look at him tingled.
"Dad I don't know anymore. I'm getting more and more willing to make a decision." My sister was a little disappointed staring at the floor through which she passed.
"Your father is right. You take care of your brother sometimes. Let you be a good boy" my mother said.
My sister's voice disappeared. He was surprised by the voice that blamed him. I was also the one who gasped also got hit in the voice that blamed my sister.
The day that has passed that has long accompanied. Now it had disappeared with a swinging step. I who have completed all without any meaning the word disappointed is left in my mind. Stare straight with confidence that everything will improve. No more talk about this.
Clinking wall clock hanging. I looked at it with a silent mouth. This heart is still restless about the tomorrow that awaits me. The silence that comes out of this self still envelops the worries that surround the heart.
It's not that easy to throw everything away, I thought. Everyone needs a way out.
The room was a quiet room where, there was a bed that became a means for me and my sister to throw fatigue after school. I looked at him while approaching him. Not only that, but sometimes we make this place where we laugh. Play if my father won't let us out and also where I tell him all the pain I've been through. Pain that faithfully accompanies the steps to this day.
I opened the curtain and walked in. Now directly staring into the bed where I was sitting covered myself with a cloth that distanced my hearing from my father's loud voice.
I immediately approached and sat down while taking the cloth that had protected me, so that I would not hear the yelling that attacked. This weak fingers support my body to sit up straight.
My sister who was given my father some messages to take care of this helpless me. Seen taking her faithful doll listening to all her stories. He and the doll looked, like friends supporting each other to dispel the grief.
"You know not! I'm angry today with my father." My sister looked at her doll. "My dad said, if I'm not taking care of my brother?" My sister gently stroked her doll hair. "My father is no longer what he was. Who always loved me who never scolded me even if I made a mistake. But now my father scolds me for nothing, my brother." My sister was so bitterly leaning against the corner of the room wall.
I saw him getting sad. My sister was devastated with the sudden thump. The spirit is no longer visible. Now only cloud cover covered the bright sunlight.
I seem to have been hit by that cloud. I never thought every time happiness would disappear. Happiness is lost with the blink of an eye torturing yourself. I don't need that language to tell you everything. I never rested to build my own happiness.
My father's advice and rebuke still accompanied my steps together at every passing moment. He still accompanies my faithful steps to strengthen this self-righteousness.
I don't want to disappoint my father. Hence from the advice my father gave me I always kept to be my stronghold of strength.
I can't lie during the day. I still want to hide the throwing of the ball. I never mess with what I want. In my silent seat accompanied by the covering of my ears was thinking of finding the best way out. I hope there will never be any bad feelings between Tania's family and my father's. So, as much as possible I have to dramatize things for the better.
My father always taught me that I should be the kid who can solve problems. Right now I have to prove it to myself. There is no giving up on me from today onwards. That's what I remember my dad told me. If I could take care of my health.
The room is still filled with the sound of my brother's heart and my delusion will finish this off. Fulfill this room.
My sister raised her head for a moment. "Yes," replied my sister. "Father is not fair. Brother's friend who threw, Brother. My time was scolded," said my sister less happy.
I can only be quiet. I also think the same thing as my sister. My father, who is too over in looking at me now, is dragging my brother who knows nothing.
Regret is present at this time. Even I who was sitting could only give an answer with a blank look forward. Once I know my father will continue to take care of me and my brother will be more and more narrow space to be able to enjoy his time freely.
"Ana, you don't have to listen to what Dad says." I still look at him and his doll. "Dad said that because Dad was angry again" I said.
"Sister, we've been a father's son for a long time. Every time I tell. You're definitely gonna charge him?!" My sister looked at me directly.
"But, Dad just ... ." I'm speechless.
"What germs, brother?" My sister looked up. "Kidding me ?!" My sister's down. "Dad never messed around, Brother with his words. Meaning, I was always careful outside," said my sister.
"Sister is also careful" I replied. "But... ." I remember that shocking ball.
"But, what's Brother?!" My sister's getting pias.
"... but Brother suddenly hit that throw" I said drooping to see the floor.
I also felt a little regret for the incident. Had it been me yesterday to get off the pitch maybe this wouldn't have happened, I thought. But kindness is not on the side. Instantly the ball just hit my tiny body hard.
I was surprised actually too. My voice was immediately restrained. It felt so hard for me to make a sound and take a breath. Only the weak fingers could feel that pain.
"So, I'm starting to look after Brother tomorrow" said my sister. "So, big brother tomorrow don't try to stay away from me" my sister asked firmly.
"Haha !" Suddenly I laughed. "Away?!" I said to ask my sister with great emphasis. " 'And we have different classes" I said.
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