The Struggle of a Child
Septiani crime and Widia's kindness
"If you want us to just play" Widia suggested excitedly. "But let's go back and forth first" Widia suggested swinging her hand first into the air.
"Come, come!" bring the others. Hurry up to Widia and Septiani.
While I still remained silent pecking at those who were eager to join.
"Liyan," call Septiani suddenly startled.
I raised my head to look at him.
"Let's play here" Widia called her right hand into the air as an inviting gesture. "Not to be afraid, Liyan," Widia said glancing at Septiani a little. It's like he's giving me a signal that I don't have to be afraid of Septiani.
I'm very hard to say what Widia said.
"Yes, Liyan. Come join us" he said to me.
Doubtful mixed with worry I haven't even opened my mouth. I still stare at Septiani and Widia occasionally. I was confused to see Widia's attitude changing every second.
"Just let's. If he doesn't want to. Why should it be forced?" septiani said looking at me with stored hatred.
"Liyan, I will, really," Widia replied.
"Yes, Liyan would want to?!" connect the other. "Because Liyan was happy to see this bike face," said one of them.
"But why did Liyan suddenly change?" ask him confusedly.
"Change what?" ask those who do not know.
"Yes, it seems that Liyan is afraid of Septiani," he continued plainly.
Glek !
I gulped violently looking at them calmly conveying that. They were completely shameless of having dared to say that, I thought. I was struggling with a slightly pale face.
"Liyan, come!" Widia continued to persuade by waving her hands tirelessly so that I would come along.
"Liyan, it'll be raining soon!" septiani said with an annoyed tone of voice.
"Yes Liyan, come on!" they said too.
The slow reflexes of this leg also stepped lightly as if, like someone was pulling my leg.
"Yes," I said slowly mixed in fear. I swung my hands like they did.
"Ompang alaiyum gambreng!" Like that yel-yel said to them and immediately swung his hand into the air then threw it and so scattered right to a stop in front of each of us.
"Yeeee!" we shouted in cheer.
"Liyan, you go first" Widia said happily.
"Yes Liyan, you go first!" connect them.
"Woiii is fast! Where his bike shouted Septiani immediately took the bike that was in his car by circling looking for him.
I was more and more riled at the sudden enthusiasm of Septiani which raised a big question in my mind.
"It's Liyan, come on up!" tell him in a strange voice.
I began to doubt and wonder at his strange behavior. A trace of doubt mixed with awkwardness was clearly felt in the depths of the heart.
His suspicious movements increasingly made me overwhelmed with worries and prejudice against him.
"Come on, Liyan, come on! Hurry along!" his insistence held suspicion.
I still remained silent with a million questions, followed by the eyes of Widia who also glanced at Septiani with a dumbfounded face at Septiani's strange reaction.
"Come on Liyan, hurry up!" said Widia pulling my arm tight.
With a heavy heart, I went up and sat on the bike. With trembling I tried to neutralize this self-enveloping anxiety.
Both of my hands were holding the two handlebars of the bicycle I had. I slowly put both feet on the bike pedals on the right and left.
As an athlete cyclist, I also looked straight ahead like, like waiting for a cue. Instantly..."Aaaaaaaahhgh!"
Baugh's!
I also fell because the bike I ride was too tight. The speeding bike made me even more frustrated to see it because I never played a bike at all.
Huhuhuhoo! I cried loudly because of the tiny body that fell to the ground and the bike hit him now.
"Liyan, are you okay ?" ask Widia to panic.
Huhuhu ! I was crying hard. Tears were pouring out and both feet felt very sick.
"Liyan," Widia said and the others panicked. "Liyan, the bike was too tight" he said, lifting the bike that fell on both my legs.
Brak!
The bike was thrown away Widia to another place.
"Liyan, forgive us. We forgot to tell him," they said with annoyance mixed with regret. "...if you push it don't be too tight" continued one of them. Look for leaves to clean the blood in the legs.
Huhuhuhu !
I started to cry a lot by holding both knees that I bent a bit.
"Liyan, your leg is injured" Widia said, grabbing me and dropping my body under a tree.
"Yes, that's why we have to clean it up" another exclaimed. Slowly glaze it slowly.
"Augh!" I groaned in pain holding the leaves that touched the knees.
"Liyan, don't scream. We are afraid" Widia said. Clean the wound and take out the sand attached to the torn knee.
"The wound is wide" said another.
"We have to be careful" Widia said, picking soft leaves that can be crushed to burn the wound.
The pain I felt grew in my mind. I was so sad mixed with teary eyes looking at the widened wound.
"Liyan, why don't you hold the bike?" septiani asked pretending his sympathy was mixed with sadness. Standing looking at my wound that was cleaned.
"Septiani, why are you pushing her bike so hard?" widia asked inquire.
"I didn't push him strong. You stupid Liyan is not good at riding a bike" he explained.
"Why do you blame Liyan?" ask one of us.
"He told you he never rode a bike" said another.
"Yes, he's right" the other one continued.
"Septiani, you're intentionally pushing Liyan?" accuse Widia of asking questions.
"Heh, Widia don't recklessly accuse, huh?!" screech it hard. "I'm not pushing him strong" he said. Not happy.
"You lied! I just saw you pushing it as hard as you could," said another interrupting Septiani's diversion.
"Huh! Widia, you too! Why are you suddenly so good? All this time, didn't you say that you didn't want to be friends with him anymore!" septiani attacked Widia.
"I don't want to be friends, but my father forbids it" Widia said to my surprise.
"That means he's a bad boy. That's why your father forbade you to befriend him," Septiani's whistle roared in the air.
Feet that still hurt and bleed. Continued to be ignored by those who care about me.
"Septiani, you can't be like that!" the other word. Take back the clean leaves.
"Yes, so be a child don't be evil!" pekik Septiani deafened his ears. Pointing at me with her sharp gaze mixed wryly.
"Liyan, never evil Septiani," Widia defended.
"God! You're good with him now. Tomorrow you won't be friends with him. Your life is not clear, said my mother," she sneered scathingly.
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