The Struggle of a Child
Flower picking

My sister and I went into the room and looked at the window for a moment. "Ana, it's still dark." I turned my head around looking around.

"Yes Kak, when the rain has stopped" continued my sister.

"No, it's. The rain's still down a little." I pointed to the air.

I was really looking forward to this rain coming down so I could run out playing. The flowers growing right in our yard were so blooming that I wanted to pick the flowers. A beautiful flower that has long attracted my attention.

"Ana, if the rain stops, let's get out." I turned my head to the left side, taking my sister.

"Dad gets angry, how, brother?" ask sister. Standing to see me who was looking at him.

"Dad is asleep" I said turning my gaze toward the wall of our room that coincided with my father's bedroom wall as well.

"We'll see change, brother. We can go out or not" said my sister who stood looking straight out. "Dad will definitely scold us, if we see us playing outside the rain, Brother." My sister looked at me blankly.

Playing in the rain and after the rain subsided it was my custom before I was in the wracked state of sickness. But that's not anymore now. There are only memories left when it rains. Playing in the rain is a very exciting thing. I can laugh contentedly and play mud with my friends. Since I was sick I got a strict ban from my father to play outside. If I wanted to play my father told me to ask permission first and tell him about my game. It makes me even sadder.

Kids my age who are seen running in the rain that half wants to subside. Taking me wants to run out chasing them. Their cheerfulness seen from my bedroom window made me smile sweetly and as if I were playing with them.

"Haha!" My laughter was heard clearly amid the cold air coming into the room. The laughter that was clearly heard made them look at me. It was as if the laughter was clearly heard in their ears.

They ran over to me and my sister who were standing right in front of the window. Seeing those who play. I shouted out loud. "Hey! What are you guys playing?"

"Liyan, aren't you playing in the rain?" they immediately ran up to me after hearing the screams and stood right in front of me.

"No, we're not in love with our father playing in the rain," my sister replied directly cutting him off.

"Aren't you upset by your mother?" ask my sister to know. Stand up.

"Our mother never scolded us for playing in the rain. As long as we don't play it far away" they said.

"If you were Liyan, would your father also scold you if you played in the rain here?" ask the other child.

"Yes, my father will scold me.let alone I'm, just healed," I replied in a soft tone of voice. Saw my friend playing ground in our yard.

"Liyan, right, never been given out to play," continued the other child while taking the ground and stacking it up high.

They look so happy. Their childhood was very sweet. Their childhood was not at all the same, as my childhood which was taken away by many diseases. For a year my pain approached. During that time, my childhood was lost in the swallow of the earth, even after I was healed I no longer had the freedom to play like any other child.

My sister who was standing in front of the window kept laughing cheerfully looking at the children playing in our yard. "Haha! You guys are so funny" my sister screamed with a cheerful laugh.

My cheerful sister was so happy to see him that she jumped up and down in joy carried the atmosphere of children playing running around and hide and seek.

"Sister, they're delicious, huh? Playing with mud," said my sister with a laugh asking.

I was mixed up to see it. "After all, Dad let us out... ."I looked at the children playing inside. "...definitely Big Brother will play that too," I still look down at them.

"We feel sorry, brother. Every day is always in brackets at home" my sister said with a face in a bend.

I turned my head to look at my sister. "Ana, but later we will be able to play, like them," I replied encouraging myself and my sister.

"Yes Brother. I hope Father also today gave us permission to go out. My sister relaxedly said it and looked back and forth, like a sneak. He also walked occasionally peering out from behind the curtains of the room door.

My sister is clever. He is very good at looking at situations to steal time so he can play out as he pleases. Slowly she opened the curtain quietly and pulled my arm to stand with her. "Sister, stand here! Help me to see Dad," ask my sister while looking out.

I who want to play out also follow my sister's wishes. "Sister, I saw Dad. While Brother saw Brother's beloved Mother!" my sister's orders with harsh coercion.

I would love to follow in the footsteps of my clever sister. I also stood up, like a scout lurking. The two of us walked slowly as we settled in with both wild eyeballs looking around.

"Ana, what's the sound of our feet not being heard ?" I whispered in my sister's ear.

"Sttt ! Brother, don't make a sound!" My sister's whisper walked slowly while putting both eyeballs together smartly.

Kreeekk !

I opened the door slowly with my right hand. While my left hand was still holding on to my sister's left hand. I slowly moved my left leg out, followed by my right. I who had arrived outside first stopped looking at my sister who closed the door slowly.

The kreeek!

Jeglex!

My sister also closed the door. "Damahi !" My sister's laughter tickled her heart. "Sister, we're out" whispered my sister slowly.

After getting outside. "Ana, I'm afraid that Father and Mother know that we're outside" I added with trembling that began to grow inside me.

"Sister don't be afraid. I got scared too" said my sister stopping her steps and looking at me with a huff. "...So Brother is brave, now why is Brother afraid?" my sister asked.

My anxious face was staring at the wall of our house we had been through until it came out. I was so sad mixed in panic because I had dared to step out secretly.

"Sister, let's get over there!" ask my sister to point at the flowers.

"No fear, brother," I said, still standing still at the door.

"Father same beloved Mother Brother will not see us, come on Brother!" My sister pulled my arm tightly.

Brak!

I laughed reflexively following my sister's steps. "Anaaa," I screamed loudly while releasing the grip of my sister's hand that held my arm tightly.

"Yeahhaagh!"

Baugh's!

Plaque!

I also fell hard. The clothes I was wearing were dirty and covered in mud. "Billissss!" I saw my mother who was wet and dirty. I am very amused to see the mud that sticks immediately wake up from the mud.

"Haha!" The laughter of the children who saw him immediately laughed mockingly.

"hihim! Ptff!" My sister also laughed, although she sometimes closed her mouth to hold back her laughter.

"Mmm, big brother why did it fall?" asked my sister as if mocking while looking at my hoodie outfit.

"Ana, Father will definitely scold Brother," I regretted deeply. Seeing my hoodie clothes that are not worth wearing.

My sister was silent for a moment when she saw my regret. He looked at me as if thinking. "Sister, if not! We're the same!" my sister acted immediately.

I who stood with sadness and panic looked at my sister dumbly.

My sister immediately picked up the mud dirt that stuck to my shirt and stuck it on her hoodie.

"Well!" My sister happily shouted while raising her eyebrows. "... Now we are the same, brother," said my sister.

"So, we'll be the same at Dad's temper." I looked at my sister with a gawk due to her ingenuity.

My sister just concluded a smile. "Now, let's go there, brother!" take my sister while pulling my arm out a brisk walk towards the lush flowers.

"Sister, the flowers are beautiful." My sister stared at him. Both of his eyes immediately widened cheerfully.

"Yes, Brother. Brother was very happy to see it," I said staring at the flowers going around picking them. "Look at me, brother! The flowers are so beautiful" I put them in the air.

"Hi, guys, come here!" I shouted with pleasure.

"What's up, Liyan?" askthem.

"Is there anything strange?" ask one of them who stands fully probing.

"I have flowers" I said happily.

"Yes, we have flowers. The flowers are beautiful and fragrant again" my sister explained as she showed them.

"Alaaa, I think I don't know what?" complained the other.

"The flower" the other continued with annoyance.

"Yes, but the flowers are beautiful" I enthusiastically looked at the flowers I had picked.

"Yes, the flowers are beautiful too, woyyyy," cried Andrini suddenly standing behind us.

"Well, right, brother?! Pretty, right?!" My sister swung a flower she picked up in the air right in front of Andrini who had not seen us for a long time.

"Sister Liyan," call Andrini.

"Yes," I said.

"... We haven't seen each other in a long time, have we?!" ask Andrini.

"Yes, you're right" I replied in a flat tone while enjoying the flower I first saw.

I was so happy and my heart was so happy to see a flower blossom shaped like a beautiful, petal.

Haha ! Our laughter was heard roaring in the air with happiness. Today my heart is so happy and happy. This beautiful red-petalled flower has managed to make my father and mother's anxiety disappear in an instant.

My laughter was increasingly seen painting on a sad face due to a dirty hoodie. However, it did not make me even more soluble in sadness and left the flowers I wanted to pick.

My clever sister and always with me in the joy and sorrow of being my true friend. I am so happy to have a sister who is always there for me and supports me under all circumstances.

I mean, I'm a part of my sister's life. When I was sad my sister was sad and vice versa when my sister was sad I was sad too. Therefore, today when my dirty hoodie was exposed to mud my sister also played mud also took mud and put it on her hoodie as well.

Our current cohesiveness makes me so happy. Often the sadness that stops in the heart is always gone by itself.

Me, my sister, Andrini and other friends also had fun playing flowers until the ground was buried by red petals.

"Ashiiik! The flowers are so many" we cried running in the middle of the wet yard.

"Sir, I threw it here, huh?!" Andrini threw the stalk that had been bald.

"The page, dirty." My sister circled around the dirty courtyard. "Sister, Big Brother's clothes are wet," alluded to my sister with a sprig of flowers that she pulled out one by one

from petals.

"Yes, brother" I replied. Look at the flowers in the yard. "Attime, yeah!" I ran to pick up a broomstick located near the wall of our house.

"Revelation!" I swept the yard and told them to stay away. "... You guys just play it there, yeah!" I pointed at the clean page.

The rain is also falling. The trash I sweep is a little sticky and hard. The flower petals and the pistil were scattered somewhere. I was so overwhelmed to sweep it too.

The wet ground also tucked into my feet so that my feet were dirty filled with mud. "Hey! Don't pollute this page anymore, yeah!" my screams forbid those who pluck flowers.

"His account is not in. My mother will be angry" I rebuked those who stood by the flower tree.

The broom that swept the ground cleanly has now been returned to its original place. "Wait for me, yeah! I put this broom first!" I ran around carrying a broom and placed it near the wall of the house.

"Sister, it's cold, yeah!" andrini said that he was cold.

"Sister, just go home! If it's cold," suggested my sister who still enjoys the remnants of the rain that fell.

"Yes Andrini, your father will be angry" I said. Sok reminded.

"But, I still want to play with Brother Liyan," Andrini said. "...i have not played with Kak Liyan for a long time" said Andrini who did not want to go home.

Andrini was so happy to see her when she met me. "Andrini, Ana's right, you better go home!" urge me to have Andrini back soon.

"Sister, but if I go home now. I have no friends" Andrini said, pleading with me not to urge her to return home.

Andrini was so pouting spoiled that I wanted to keep her playing with me here. "Yes, I'm here first, yes!" pinta Andrini in a soft tone of voice begged me.

I felt sorry for a moment too. "Yes already. But, Brother is afraid of being angered by your father," I said.

I who was enthusiastic about running to play hide and seek immediately stopped my path with my legs half swinging in the air .

"Andrini, we're also afraid that you'll see our father angry" I said. Staring at Andrini who was standing with a sad face.

"Then Liyan, we also went home, yes! Thank you for thanking us for dirtying your page, hahaha!" they said they left laughing.

"You should help us. Not even go and leave the trash," chirped my sister in annoyance.

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