The Struggle of a Child
Me and Septiani

"I don't think you know, brother," I said with slight disappointment. Together the two eyeballs stared straight ahead blankly.

Me and my sister who had left home walked across the vast desolate highway. "Sister, Big Brother wants to go to school too soon" said my sister breaking the silence.

I was suddenly shocked. "Then why?" manya. Glanced at my sister with a face full of question marks.

"...'kan still quiet, Brother." My sister glanced at me. "...cold again!" he continued with a veiled face. Walked.

"But Brother is afraid of being late" I said. Staring at my sister flatly. Holding the backpack I was holding.

"Sister is like that. Brother was always afraid of being late" my sister said. "When the entry clock is, it has been determined," he continued. "...and it's still a long time, brother!"

For now I no longer respond to what my sister says. I just kept quiet and kept going. We who will soon arrive. Looking around the road so many vehicles passed through the road.

I was so stunned to see the crowds milling about on the street. They really enjoyed this morning even though the air was very cold.

My sister and I kept swinging their steps with a strong spirit. I would love to arrive so I can meet my friends, I thought. Even though they don't remember me anymore. My steps grew so tight that my sister who had walked side by side with me was left far behind.

"Sister, why did you leave me?" my sister shouted loudly to me and mixed with the cold air.

"So afraid of being late" I replied briefly without looking back in the slightest. Keep walking through the morning dew that scattered due to the rest of the rain that fell last night.

"IIihhh, Brother," my sister moaned herself behind. I immediately turned my head back to look at my sister. I immediately shook my head as I knotted sweetly to see my little brother who was carrying. He was unceasingly mengedumel until these ears got tired of hearing him.

"Sister! My sister is so brave," my sister grumbled. "...I've been with you leaving so early. But Brother left me alone, instead" my sister murmured. Swinging his legs while kicking small stones.

Puk!

The stone throw was seen passing through me hard and almost hit me. I was very surprised to see it and both my eyeballs reflexively widened.

The moans and grunts of my sister are still heard in my ears until this. But I who was suddenly ignorant was very happy to hear that grunt. I continued walking straight while hearing the sound of my sister's voice that was murmuring in her solitude. This morning on this quiet road seemed crowded. My brother's rant in the back seemed to accompany this step.

My heart that was happy to be mixed with worry continued to walk without listening to the voices around and continued to step into the wide open school gate. I'm very enthusiastic to arrive soon. "Augh!" I almost fell down. My reflexes raise my head. "Septiani?!" mummify slowly. Both my eyes widened and were shocked. My gaze immediately followed every step and his moving eyeballs followed me. A cynical laugh seemed to strike me at once. Septiani hates me right now. The glare of his sharp eyes mixed with hatred now seemed to cut my heart instantly. He was so pias, even those soft eyeballs seemed to be swallowing me.

The half-hearted me who wanted to fall to the ground held this hatred very deeply. I got up and stood up straight while looking at the shoes I was wearing. The land that was ready to welcome this body seemed to smile cynically happy to see me.

"Sister, why brother ?" asked my sister suddenly from behind in astonishment. Stand up.

I answered him directly. "Son't okay, Sister." I tidied up my uniform so my sister wouldn't suspect me too much that I had just gotten bad luck.

"Your brother is fine, really," cut Septiani straight away. Stand up and pretend to help.

"If you have nothing! Why are you tidying up Brother's clothes?" ask my sister curiously. Stand up to look at me who tidied up clothes.

"Sister is only afraid, if you later in class, he was ridiculed by Brother's friend because Brother's clothes are not neat." I immediately said it while pretending to look around my clothes and skirt. "...'did we not have an iron?!" I again said to my sister and glanced at Septiani who was grinning looking at me and shrewdly covered her from my sister.

"Is it because of this brother?" ask my sister to investigate a little. Septiani looked at him with suspicion.

I immediately raised my head and my finger reflexes stopped. Me and Septiani then met with a view. "No Ana" I replied.

"Son't lying, is he?" ask sister. Investigate.

"No. Brother just tidied up the clothes," I said back to pretending. Down and straighten my skirt back. Looking at my sister with a look as if we didn't have iron clothes.

My sister kept quiet as if she accepted what I said. "Yes, sister" greeted my sister with sadness. "...i did too... ." My sister looked down at the uniform she was wearing.

I who heard her reflexively raised my head looked at my sister who was busy tidying up her uniform as well. I was so sad to see her and occasionally I cast a glance towards the newly arrived children as if to dispel my sadness. I also occasionally greet and stare at those who enter in neat school uniforms.

My heart was saddened and devastated by the lack of our family. The heart that had been calm with the morning air and the accompanying dew was now instantly mixed. Septiani who is getting harder and harder and not happy to see me as if being a strong winding binds me.

For today I should be able to be neutral no matter what I face. I again let go of this view from those who were jokingly mixed with laughter entering the school.

For a moment, I turned my gaze to see my sister who still looks overwhelmed smoothed the folds of her skirt. While Septiani stood up and walked step by step to get away from me.

"Ana, why?" my many. Seeing Septiani who saw me also who asked my sister.

"It's terrible for you to clean up" replied my sister. Sighted me.

Heard it I directly. "Let's help, brother" I said to help my sister. Throw a look back at Septiani. Septiani seemed to be saddened by hearing and seeing what we did. I who met his eyes had the belief that Septiani actually still loved me. As a friend, he still has sympathy for me.

The schoolyard that we had entered had not been through everything. We were both still standing between the school fence at a corner of the gate that the children did not walk through.

"Ana, don't you fold your clothes straight?" aska I want to know. Look at my sister and then see her skirt.

"Sister, I'm not very good at folding clothes" said my sister reluctantly hearing my question. "Sister, don't you know? If that's folding clothes if not Dad, dear mother that big brother!" added sister.

I was silent after hearing it. "But, if it's Dad or Mom. It must be neat ?!" my reply. Tidying up continuously the skirt my sister wore.

My sister was silent for a moment and looked at me deeply as if her face had made a mistake. "I take clothes, just pull it, brother," my sister immediately regretted. Duck.

"That's why, your skirt is like this" I said. "...it won't be neat anymore." I took off my sister's skirt straight away.

Plaque!

My sister's skirt that I was holding was also released. My sister was a little sad to see the skirt that was swinging as a result of I let go. "That's bad, brother," my sister whispered in a raucous tone of voice.

Huh! I exhaled violently back swinging this walking leg. "Your friend won't see it" I said confidently. Glancing at my sister's skirt.

"Why did you say that?" ask my sister who has not been able to accept the folds of her broken skirt. "... When this is. right... ." My sister looked down silently at her skirt. "... the folds clearly look tangled, sister," said my sister swallowed a heartache.

"Really Brother?" ask my sister a little happy.

"Yes" I replied. Walking straight up to my sister who for a moment smiled sweetly. My sister was so happy to hear my answer. I also smiled too. It was such a pleasure that because of my lies, I could make my sister smile happily as if she had never experienced the tangled happenings of her school skirt.

"Ana, "call a child. Approaching my sister.

"Who is Ana?" tanyakanya. Walked.

"This is my brother" replied my sister softly.

My sister and I are separated. My sister who had gone to her class with her friend. I went to class alone.

Slowly I entered while holding the rope of the backpack I was holding while walking. I looked around and straight as well with my two eyes.

All my friends look happy to welcome the school exam tomorrow. They were so busy and enthusiastic asking how the exam system was tomorrow. Was there a change like the old days or was there an exchange of my countrymen like before? It sounded echoing in the classroom filling the ceiling.

I keep stepping over to the table . Enter and place the bag on the bench. Widia and Septiani who saw me did not rebuke me at all, even they were acting very cold. I was among them so nervous, like a stranger. I started walking until I came in. They didn't want to say hello at all let alone see my face. This blow was so heavy to me compared to Tania and Ecy.

Friends who used to be okay have now become foreign and damaged just because of misunderstanding. This misunderstanding was so hard on me and wrapped around me that I could do nothing.

The longer our friendship grew. There is no antidote that can fix it other than peace of mind and still behave like someone who still considers this friendship intact.

I feel very sad and troubled over this misunderstanding. Septiani who was so envious and jealous of the attention Fikri gave me was getting heated up. Likewise with Widia who does not like me still do good to Septiani.

This is the beginning of our friendship rift . Where Septiani was fierce and chatty while guarding and defending me from Tania and Ecy is no longer. He hates me and he feels like he wants to oppress me to the fullest. However, it could not be done to keep Fikri from knowing our dispute until now Septiani and I still look good like a friend who loves each other.

"Liyan, didn't you go along with them?" ask Rasyd.

I understand what Rasyd said pretending not to know. "Where to?" my many. Answering a fictitious question from behind.

The moody look of me made Rasyd worried and suspicious. "Liyan, are you sick?" rasyd asked with a worried feeling.

"No" I answered. Stand up and turn the view looking at Rasyd.

"Did you three fight?" ask Rasyd to investigate.

I was surprised and raised my eyes. "No" I answered. Down hid everything from Rasyd.

"Liyan, you'll be alone here. You're not out?" ask Rasyd. Walk past and turn your head to the left side looking at me.

"Yes Rasyd. I'm going out" I replied briefly. See Rasyd and Fikri.

"Liyan, if you're sick just say it," said Fikri. Approaching Rasyd.

I who was standing half a step reflexively raised my head to look at them. "I'm not sick, Fikri" I replied immediately.

Finally, after hearing that Fikri and Rasyd who had been looking panicked had now been relieved.

The faces of the two of them also looked very relaxed now turning their steps continuously.

My face that had looked tight due to Rasyd's obvious suspicion of looking at me made me even more confused. The confusion that had been approaching the children has now been released. I am now relieved to see them both leave me.

Fikri and Rasyd who were embracing each other had disappeared from behind the door.

The quiet and quiet classroom has become the most comfortable place for me. The silence that struck did not make me lonely for a friend.

Fikri and Rasyd who had come out earlier left me alone was not heard anymore, let alone the noisy sound of their joking laughter.

I also took a step to stand in front of the class. I who stood still turned my head to look at the canteen and at the paper flower tree. Instantly I was surprised because suddenly Widia swung her hand at me as if she was calling me to join them.

I walked over to those who had been silent under the paper flower tree. Paper flowers are a flower of inspiration to me.

"Liyan, you came here too?" septiani asked when she saw me.

"Liyan, why did you go to school so quickly ?" widia asked inquire. Cutting the Septiani talk.

"I'm afraid I'm late" I replied.

"Heh, tell me you don't have any friends" Widia sneered at me. Staring with a cynical look.

I was instantly embarrassed to look down. Septiani's cynical gaze was heartbreaking and unpleasant this morning.

"Septiani shouldn't talk like that" Widia told Septiani.

"I didn't say anything." Septiani turned her head straight at the door of my sister's class.

Septiani suddenly spoke turning her head towards the door of my sister's classroom and also looking at the front of the office door. I who was astonished to see him turn my head also remembered finding out what happened with Septiani's suddenly strange demeanor.

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