The Struggle of a Child
Play BP child

I was surprised to hear. Slowly I turned my body to stay away from my mother who was stifling my chest.

I shifted a little further and then walked around carrying the box of used toys I picked up from the floor.

I put the box on the corner of the wall. I stared at the toy box. Whisper my mother's spicy voice still ringing in my ear until this moment with a lethargic state I dropped this tiny body in front of the toy box.

I want to open my toy but baby, my dad has changed it for a while. "Liyan, stop playing it!" my father said firmly. "Rest first!" pinta. "Later you will not concentrate on teaching" said my father standing up.

My brother came to me accidentally. "Son, why are you so busy reminding us as if we're hanging around." My sister looked at me question markingly.

I then digested the incident as a signal that my father forbade not to play. I thought my dad would breastfeed to let us play. It all seems to be a lie. All is not in accordance with the wishes and expectations.

"Okay Dad" I replied, closing the box I had opened. I tightly closed it and pushed it to the wall.

"Sister, where did you stand?" asked my sister who glanced at my father standing up leaving the bench.

"Either. The brother did not ask." I saw my sister. "Why don't you ask? Let you know, where's that dad going?" I picked up the washcloth on the floor and put it in the kitchen.

"I dare not ask you." My sister glanced at our connecting mother who was standing looking at us.

I was the one who saw what my sister saw also looked up silently as if I died a flea. My mother was like she was looking at both of us. "Sir, do you still dare to look at it?" ask my sister to know, is my opinion the same as her?

"Sister, I don't understand" replied my sister. "According to Brother, how?" My sister whispered closer to me while turning her gaze asked me and raised her eyebrows.

"Why are you asking back, huh?" I snorted annoyedly at the little lips.

"I can't guess, brother," replied my brother, saying to protect himself.

"Lying," I said directly.

"This brother! I don't believe it at all" chirped my sister upset that I was investigating too much.

Hm! I also immediately groaned with annoyance. "Yes, Ana! If you don't know, we don't have to fight anymore" I said, ending immediately.

"Yes already! Its alright. I'm also lazy to talk about Dad," my sister joked to look at me and play around my toy box.

"Ana, but at least we should know, where are you going?" I got up from my seat and walked straight to my father.

Tight footsteps that stepped on the floor were heard to the ears when approaching my father who was preparing to go to the well.

"Dad, where are you going?" tanyaku.

"Dad to the well, son. Clean up. Soon, Maghrib, right," said my father, leaving me standing to see him.

"Why are you asking where your dad is going, Liyan?" ask mom to connect us.

"There's nothing, ma'am," I replied. "I just want to know." I looked at my mother and then I looked down.

"So now you know. Then... ." My mother looked at us with a slightly defiant facial expression and told me to leave. "Hm!" He growled as if asking, what more do I want to walk forward and glare.

This deadly gaze seemed to hit my way backwards reflexively backwards. This whole body feels shrunk. Shrink like a pinned ant.

The attack after attack that surrounded this entire room made my vision even darker. A hard stone throw hit this tiny, weak body making my pale lips tremble erratically. The strand we want to roll ourselves from the cradle of harsh words.

My contact mother stood up. Still rolling his eyes looked at my poor self. Pias's face and my panicked face also met with another purpose.

While my sister who was still in the corner shook her head, looking at my face and my mother's face with different meanings. He who was worried about the scolding repeated attacks filled this room made my sister cover half her face with her fingers.

"Liyan, Ana don't just stand there! Get out of there and tidy yourself up before your father comes back" he screeched loudly.

"I-iya ma'am," I replied slightly bowed.

"Don't do it, yeah!" my mother said, staring at me and my sister.

"Eum!" I also left my place.

I walked back to the toy box. I took it while glancing at my mother from half my body that was bowing in the air. The connecting mother I saw while taking the box had turned her back to me and my sister.

Puk!

"Sister," called my sister to hit my hand a little hard.

"Yes," I said spontaneously in shock as I looked towards my mother who was looking at me as well. It was as if he was looking for the clapping sound that sounded earlier. "Liyan, what is it?" ask my mom, curious.

I who was aghast just kept quiet and stared at the nanar full of question marks. I also now think while holding the box after I found out that my mother was so curious with a slightly loud voice heard earlier.

I turned my eyes to see my sister. "Anaaa," I shouted softly while biting both molars.

"Sister, I-I... ." My sister stares at my mother, we continued at a glance.

"I what?" tanyaku.

"I just want to take this!" my brother said he took the toy box from me.

Both balls of my eyes instantly widened staring at my careless sister. "What's Ana for?" aska I want to know.

I was the dumbest to see it, widening both eyeballs looking at him. "Let's! What do you want?" I follow my sister directly.

"Let's not see it later" my sister replied, struggling with the slightly heavy toy box. "Sister, is this how heavy?" asked my sister to see me walking beside her. "What the hell is it, brother?" asked my sister again. He continued to carry her secretly into the room.

"Ana, if you know, how ?" aska whispered.

"Eat it, Brother don't be noisy! Shhttt !" My sister put the toy box away with great difficulty.

Baugh's!

"Ala Kak," said my sister softly while surprised.

"Liyan, Anaaa," cried our mother. "What's falling?" he stood as fast as he could near the curtains of our room.

"Nothing, ma'am," I replied spontaneously in a calm tone of voice.

"Then what was that sound?" ask mom to keep us investigating.

I'm getting quiet. While my sister just glared with an anxious face. The box that fell on the floor. Slowly, she pushed him under the bed.

"Why silence, Liyan?" mother asked me to come in while throwing a glance at my sister.

I just shut up and bowed. My sister who was worried was as if following me who looked down.

"Liyan, Ana!" call my father to scream. "Where are you? Why is it quiet, son?" ask my father loudly.

My contact mother immediately left us after hearing the voice of my father who was searching with us.

"Your children are in the room" replied my mother.

"Ooh, that guy's in his room!" my father said in a voice that sounded tired.

I who stood still in the corner of the wall of the room listened to my father's voice. "Dad is back" I said, looking at my sister who dropped her body.

"Yes, I've heard it, brother," said my ignorant brother.

Srrkkk!

My sister dragged a toy box from under the bed. I'm looking at my sister more and more. "Ana, what do you want with that toy?" my many.

"Haihi ! We're going to play this, brother," my sister laughed.

I was dumb to look at him and puff. "Playing Kids BP?!" I ask as if I don't believe.

"Yes" my sister replied calmly.

"You need to know Anaaa!" my screams don't stop thinking about my sister. Patting my forehead slowly.

"Why the hell, brother? It's like looking at something strange" my sister said as she slowly pulled out the toys one by one.

"Dad!" I whispered to my sister. "What if you suddenly go into this room? And watch us play." I looked at my sister with both eyes wide.

"Dad won't come in" my sister replied casually. "Father if you want Maghrib, he must sit down and recite, Brother," continued my brother more calmly.

I hit my forehead again slowly while shaking with disappointment to see my sister who casually arrange small boxes as equipment to arrange the house of her BP children.

"Sister will definitely be scolded by Dad." I turned my head to look at my sister who did not care about everything.

"Sister, I won't know if we're playing here" my brother said optimistically. "So does my beloved mother! Mother Brother won't know." My sister sees me sometimes. "Let's sit down, brother! We're playing here!" invite my sister while patting the floor softly as a signal to tell me to sit nearby.

Without a second thought I sat down to follow my silly sister. "Ana, it's like this!" Are you afraid to be alone here?" my many wants to move.

"No," my sister replied as she pulled my arm and told me to sit back. "Quick, Brother!" demand my sister glare.

I had to reflexively follow him and sit next to him. "Ana, where's the other BP kid." I searched. "The book is just this too. How a little time?!" I said looking at my sister while memorizing her BP child's clothes one by one.

"I only found this" replied my sister.

"Times. That can't be Ana!" as if. "His books are very much used to keep Brother," I said.

"For a moment, Brother. I'm looking for it first" asked my sister for a little chance to find it.

I also played the BP boy who had been saved. I was so happy because I was able to play BP's son who had been forgotten by me.

My face that was panicked and tight now has cheerfully present filled our simple room room.

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