The Struggle of a Child
Disputes

"You've always made Brother put this together!" I kept on picking up toys. My brother's scattered toys I've arranged them all without a single one left.

The late night. I, who had closed my eyes to rest from the fatigue of playing all day, now left me. Even the beautiful night and moon had gone away and no longer accompanied me to play.

The morning that has always been a beautiful beginning for me has been welcomed with joy. Smiles, laughter, and sadness will be determined by the beginning of this morning. Morning is a beautiful morning. Where I always wake up before my sister and do not forget also after that I wake my sister from her sleep.

"Ana, let's get up!" call me while pulling the blanket that covers this body. "...It's morning, brother. We'll be late." I pulled my brother's arm to sit down.

"Sister, it's cold" said my sister. Wiggling and still closing eyes.

My sister, who was very difficult to wake up every morning, was forced to pull her arm and whisper in her ear. "Ana, I've been standing there calling you." I with amused laughter mixed with annoyance tickled his ears with the ends of the cloth.

"Ana, we'll have a test soon" I said. Bothering my sister.

"Sir, it's still a long time," my sister's whistle twitched her eyes.

"Ana, don't make you angry with me" I said glancing at my sister. "...I'm awake and I'm... ." I was shocked and reflexed backwards.

"What Brother?" My sister jerks. "Dad...!" My sister reflexively woke up and widened her two eyeballs.

I who was thrown sat back staring at my sister dumbly. I immediately smiled happily in my heart because my sister had managed to open both of her eyes wide. But I'm also upset about my sister. I was so shocked and thrown back that I sat like a fool.

"Sister, let's take a shower!" ask my sister to pull the blanket. He rushed down straight while standing up. "Come, Brother hurry!" My sister swung her hand into the air and waited for me. "Sister, don't sit around." My sister continued to forcefully immediately walked around the exit and left me alone in the room.

The bed is still my temporary place of stay. The place where I momentarily breath quietly to dispel this sense of shock within me.

My sister who had left first was heard talking to my father who was preparing to make a living. "Sister, still in the room, Dad," my brother's voice came to my room talking to my father.

I immediately rushed down from the bed and approached my father and sister. The bed that was still a mess I had to leave just to pursue the lessons that were waiting at school.

The morning air is dewy. The former rain shower that flushed last night is now seen covering half the vast earth. The legs that had started to be friendly little by little I dragged tightly. "Good morning Dad," my bro passed my father who was busy tidying up the whole house that was still a mess.

"Good morning also my daughter" replied my father. Turning my head a little at my steps.

My father who often gets ready when he welcomes the morning is never once heard complaining. The grievance is not in my father's life principles. He looks very strong and tough. I who see my father's labors occasionally don't want to make my father sad. I can't do anything to upset my father either. Sometimes I make mistakes.

I who walked after my sister looked straight ahead and called out to her. "Yesoo!!!" I screamed from behind calling out to him and swung this leg violently.

"Yes, sister" said my sister stopped and turned her back to look at me. "Sir, why so long?" asked my sister from behind the dew that was scattering over her face blurryly.

"Sister just woke up," I quipped my sister.

"Haha ! My sister's fucking me, huh?" ask my sister while laughing.

"Who insinuates you?" I ran over to my sister who stopped.

" An, your path is very fast," I dropped half in the air while holding both knees. I who was a little tired sighed with an occasional sigh.

"Sister, why is Brother running?" ask sister. "Sister will be sick again" said my sister. Stand up while holding the soap.

"Ana, Brother won't be sick. Now come... !" I put my hands in the air and put my feet up as fast as I could.

The cold morning air from the rain that fell and mixed with the dew made the road we passed in front covered by the dew that scattered.

The cold that penetrates the white skin is getting cold and freezing these lips to make a sound. The bath water that had been available in a bucket that was filled every day by my father had been seen swimming in a wide bucket.

My sister and I took turns bathing until we were clean and fragrant. After we finish cleaning this body. We were both getting ready to go to school as usual.

The school uniform that has been neatly located one by one we wear. " Anna, today we leave quickly, yes!" I asked my sister who had finished wearing her clothes.

"Why Brother?" ask sister. Looking towards me for a glance.

"Because Big Brother picket," I replied as I picked up the bag.

"The big brother pickets every Monday, huh?" ask my sister to know. Take the bag hanging.

"Yes" I replied. Check out the school book I'm going to bring.

"Sister, instead of sweeping after school?" ask sister. Looking to the side right at me.

I was silent for a moment hearing it. "Dik, Brother has indeed swept over," I replied. "...but I want to get to school quickly" I said honestly. Staring at my sister with a hopeful face.

"Sister always wanted to get to school quickly," said my sister with her maniacal face. "... When in school there is no one... ." My sister looks at me. "...still be quiet, Brother!" tell my sister directly.

"But brother is afraid of being late" I said directly.

"Betaka!!!" scream my sister with a small grunt. Swing your feet tight.

"Ana, wait !!!" I shouted running small chasing my sister.

"So, I'm afraid you're late, right?!" continued my sister with a voice that echoed in the air. "Haha ! Finally, my brother was bored also chasing after his sister." My sister laughed happily while pointing at herself.

My sister who laughed with satisfaction saw my run grew even more happy to leave me with her laughter echoing in the air.

I swung my legs and chased after my sister who wanted to get to school.

"Sister is the one who's telling me fast," cried my sister with a smile turning her body to look at me.

I saw him getting upset at him. She was so happy to make me riled up and struggling with my own fatigue.

"Ana, watch out for you later, yeah!" I shouted with a small threat to my sister.

I kept running and my brother who had now turned his head looked at me who had reached right behind him.

"Your two sons are fighting at best" my mother cut off after hearing my father's question.

The morning that was a good day for me has now been damaged because my mother was too involved in trivial things. I heard my mother after saying that. My sister and I met looking in. The face and the eyes full of question marks throw one another with the question each implied in the heart that is visible from our respective faces.

"You shouldn't deserve to say that" my father said.

Me and my sister who had long intended to leave school quickly fell silent after hearing the babbling mother continued us.

"Liyan, I... !" call my father with sharp eyes as if my father were repeating the question again and he wanted us to answer it immediately.

"Dad... ." I glanced at my sister who made our gazes meet.

"... we're just kidding, '" I replied.

"It's not Dad's fight," my sister continued as well.

"So, that sound. What sound?" ask my contact mother. Gawking.

"That's just the sound of laughter" I replied. Look down.

Me and my sister who had reached the front door of the kitchen slowly walked past the two of them while looking down like strangers who had just entered a strange new area.

"Your son always does what he doesn't do" my mother told me. "...mau take a shower in the morning is always noisier," he continued to rise.

"They are children. So, it's only natural that they yell, fight and laugh" my father softly continued.

I who listened to the two of them still spoke turned my head slightly looking back. My mom and dad were still talking about us while preparing breakfast. I have left them for a long time and until now they are still at odds. My sister and I have arrived at the messy room.

"There's a bed still scattered." I immediately glanced towards the bed while holding the curtain of a strand with my right hand.

"Sister, yes, we'll clean up now" said my sister. "... before we forget," added my sister. Pick up a school skirt and get into bed. "Sister, clean it up over there!" my sister's orders pointed at the end of the mat with her lips.

I also straightened up as ordered by my sister. Mats and pillows are scattered somewhere we now neaten with as neat as possible.

"Ana, it's neat." I looked from corner to corner of the bed.

"Come Ana! We're going to school now." I got straight out of bed immediately picked up the bag and ran straight out.

"Liyan, Ana had breakfast first," said my father turning his body while glancing at us.

My father who was struggling with his breakfast and with a glass of tea also did not allow us to go straight away.

"You ate first" said my father, glancing at the plate that had been sitting right on the table.

"You don't eat, Liyan." My contact mother turned the body. "... You'll get sick." My mother was glancing at me as if she was insinuating me.

Me and my mother who met the eyes immediately fell down with a clear face. I don't know why my mother was with me so often. I feel like I can't comment now.

"...if you are sick, your father's money will run out" he said as if he did not feel guilty in the slightest.

I who was stunned by his words walked slowly towards the table while raising my head looking at my father who was sipping a glass of tea. My father who had buried his lips into the mouth of the glass raised his gaze slightly to look at me. My father couldn't look at me for what my mother told me. I took the breakfast that was available.

"It shouldn't be any of your business" my father protested. "...if they are sick, it is my duty to treat them" my father continued to look at my mother with an unhappy face.

I heard it a little. "Dad, we're leaving first." I put on my backpack and kissed the back of my father's hand.

"Father's Assalamualaikum" said my sister after finishing kissing the back of my father's hand.

"Mom, we go, yes" I said to my mother while kissing the back of her hand as well and looking at her with a slightly frightened look.

"She, hail... !" tell my sister. He glanced at her who was standing right next to me.

"Betaka!" My sister grumbled as a signal to reject my submission. "...i'll never touch her" complained my sister.

"But, Sister... ." I fell silent and looked at him a little sharply.

"Sister, if ever it was just once, right?" whispered sister. Staring at me with a question as a sign reminded me of that.

Instantly I could no longer say anything. I could now only shut up and set off with a hearty gulp down in disappointment at the words of my sister he had just revealed to me.

The dispute between my father and mother is growing more and more. This simple house was filled with endless screeches. Every moment of disagreement I hear makes me unable to smile freely.

"Ana, the road is still quiet" I said, looking straight around.

"Sister, his name is still morning" said my sister. Glanced.

The debate that happened earlier is still ringing in my ears to this day. On the way, I kept daydreaming while walking slowly.

"Ana, why do Mom and Dad fight so much ?" my many.

"Where do I know Brother," replied my sister with a ketus.

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