The Struggle of a Child
Playing with fun
After meeting Andrini, I rushed in with wet clothes, bags and shoes.
The door of the house is tightly closed. I slowly opened it with my right hand. The right foot went in quietly. I walked slowly into the room with my whole body wet.
The room curtain kept me open. Chest thumping loudly mixed weakly to avoid my father.
The wet clothes I immediately removed from my body and hid them under the bed. I had my bags and shoes hidden there too.
The clothes I was wearing had changed into new clothes. The clothes I took from our closet.
Without a single step was heard by my father and mother.
I was also relieved while massaging the chest. Finally, I managed to pick up this shirt without my father's knowledge. I then knotted sweet feeling of winning because it managed to get it without a hitch. The clothes that half swung in the air were so knotted as well.
Rushing quickly, I wore it because I could not wait to play with Andrini.
I've been locked up in the house long enough. Since I got sent home from school late. Instantly the chest again thumped irregularly considering the same thing happened again today.
Huh!
I immediately sighed in bitter gulp because today the same incident happened again. Even last night, it remained the same. I came home late and played in the rain.
I then floated my eyes looking at my sleeping sister. Sleep today, like a man who sleeps at night.
"Very good," I murmured. Glanced at the blanket that covered half of his body.
I was so excited to look at her . She was very funny even though she was a little chatty and envious of me. I kept staring at my sister while drying my hair with a towel.
"Sister" called someone from behind my bedroom window.
I stopped the hands that were drying my hair. The hands stop between the head and the neck. As soon as possible I turned to the source of the sound.
The window was closed a little. Slowly opened. "Andrini," I replied in surprise. "Why did you come here?" I was slowly mixed in panic. Awake by looking around.
"But we want to play," he replied a little sulking.
"Yes, but it's brother who's coming to your house" I said.
"Let's go! Brother must be lying again. Yesterday, no, my brother often said that. Apparently my brother did not come. I'm waiting," he said, pouting mixed.
I immediately turned around and closed the window, as I had then placed a towel near the bed right on the edge.
The towel that was dry was wet. I was a little worried when I put it down, followed by a glance at my sister as if I was whispering in my heart that my sister would tell my father.
However, that thought was as soon as I could deny it. I thought well of my sister.
"My brother will not know" I murmured. Tidying up the clothes I'm wearing now.
I also pulled this lip when I saw it was neat. I happily ran out and closed the door, as I first saw slowly.
"Andrini wait, yes," I asked gently.
Andrini looked silent and patiently stood waiting. "Sister, aren't you angry?" the question is back to worry me. I immediately fell silent and turned around slowly looking at her.
"So don't know" I replied confusedly.
Andrini momentarily flinched. He looked seriously at me and our door. I looked at him as if he hesitated to ask me. He also returned to his worried face.
"Sister, if Daddy Sister knows Brother is out. My father will definitely be angered by Brother's Father. And so am I... ." He was silent as if he was overwhelmed with ambiguous questions.
I too am in a dilemma. The spirit that was strong wanted to play now instantly dimmed. There is only fear mixed with worry. I also looked more and more into what Andrini said.
"Then we don't have to be, play," I said.
Andrini was instantly dumbfounded as if she was surprised and mixed in with disappointment as well.
"Sister, even though I was ready," he said, he was also bent down to see the ground that was visible from his footprints. "I've come here, brother," he continued looking at the ground. It was as if he was pointing at the footprints and as a gesture wanted to convey that his footprints had reached here.
"Yes already! Then let's just play!" ask me to pull his arm.
"But you... ." He was silent like a fool as he dragged his feet to follow my hand which pulled him.
"Sister, we play in my house only, yes" he asked in my ear.
"Main in your house?" my question stopped and was astonished then to let go of the grasp. "Main at home is not exciting" I said. Welded with face grate refused.
"So, where are we going to play, brother?" tanyanya wants to know.
"Mmh! We'll just play the rubber band jump," I said.
"Come, but... ." Andrini looked up at the sky. "...it's raining, brother," he said with a tone of voice and a limp face.
"It's okay. We'll just play inside the house!" my advice.
"Yes, brother" he answered.
Finally, Andrini and I played the way I wanted. We played on the porch.
The rubber bands we have tied firmly on both benches. Then we play by jumping as high as possible.
"Haha ! Brother lost," cried Andrini laughing cheerfully.
I jumped up high again. "Horeeeee! Brother can and now we're the same" I cried out more and more happily.
"Sister, I'll repeat it again. Watch out move!" he said confidently pushing my body.
Oops! I almost wanted to fall into the wall. Andrini's impulse was so strong that I almost got out of control against the wall.
"Sister, let's hurry ! Jump again!" pinta Andrini pulled my slightly trembling arm.
"L-yes," I answered.
Rubber bands that have been set height also makes me between forward or backward. This rubber band is so tall for a body of my size even for its size but since she is healthy she doesn't have to worry. I turned to Andrini with a gaze asking him if I really should jump or not.
Andrini just kept quiet and kept pushing me as if she didn't understand the look in my eyes. I actually can't get through it. However, considering that I have just recovered from illness. I'm more and more careful about anything. Not to mention that my father knew. He'll be furious. He probably won't give me another chance to play.
"Andrini, Brother just stop playing it" I said.
"Why Brother ?" tanyanya.
"Yes, because of Brother... ." I silently looked down and regretted remembering my father.
"Sister, we're not, playing it just this once" he said whining.
"Yeahyaan!" Suddenly I heard a scream calling.
I was spontaneously mixed with shock looking towards the source of the sound, precisely in the direction of our house. Surprised and panicked, my eyes widened as wide as possible.
"Dad," I muttered with a hysterical look.
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