The Struggle of a Child
On the river bank
The mat that my father had brought from the house he had tapped on the ground neatly just under the densely leafed tree rejuvenated himself when sitting down to rest for a while stretching tired muscles.
"Remember, don't wait!" cetus mother my connection back sitting on a mat that spread neatly.
"Yes, we won't be long" my father replied, echoing his wife's call. And back to playing in the river cheerfully. "Dad, the water is very cold and there are many stones" said my brother who played rocks on the river bank.
"Ana don't go far, son," my father loudly asked. Wash his face with water that is hot due to the sun.
"Yes Father," cried my brother from afar answering him while playing with stones and sand.
My brother likes to play with sand and rock. That's why he is so happy to play outside.
"Dad, I want to play there!" my door pointed to a place where many children were swimming.
"Don't go there, son. It's very deep down. I'm afraid you'll drown" he glanced at the river bank, which was filled with roots - large trees visible all the way to the ground.
"Liyan, why do you want to play there?" ask dad. I stared at the tree roots I pointed at.
"I want to, Dad. There are a lot of leaves" I said, holding the lips frozen cold. "Dad but they play a lot there," I said in a soft tone of voice. Standing on a tire while being held by my father.
"Dad doesn't want to. How about playing with your sister?" said ask.
Gluey!
Instantly I immediately gulped and resisted the cold temperature that attacked this tiny body. I fell silent mixed with sadness pretending to see my pale feet.
"Dad, my feet are pale" I said whispering softly in his ear.
"Oh, yes, son. You're cold" my father panicked. Sliding the tire to the edge and carrying me directly to the edge.
"Dad, wait for me!" shouted my sister who also wanted to be carried by my father. Stand up and stand on cold water. Waving both of his hands as a pleading gesture in the carrier as well.
My father dropped half of his body in the air over to my sister and took her in as well. My sister is so happy and so am I. I am the one on his right while my brother is on his left.
"Liyan, change your clothes and take this! Save hat. Don't lose it" said my father in a hurry.
"Yes, Dad" I replied. Take the towel in the bag.
"Liyan, take your clothes slowly. Don't scatter . I don't like to see it" exclaimed the mother who sat holding her bag tightly.
"Yes, ma'am" I replied. Opening the bag while slipping the towel on my back.
Whaaah!
I was flabbergasted and surprised to see so many clothes my father had brought me. There is also a hoodie shirt that I like the most. My little hand immediately picked up a hoodie shirt that I rarely wear.
"How long is Liyan?" ask my contact mother. Shearing her seat a little slanted looking at me.
I was shocked to hear his reprimand from behind. I quickly buttoned the bag in a hurry.
I turned around and held the hoodie shirt I liked the most when I was cold.
"You picked up that shirt again" my mother told me, looking at the shirt I was holding.
"Yes ma'am" I replied. Glancing at the clothes appointed by our connecting mother who was right in the arms.
"Wear your clothes on the change of place. Getup! Let me accompany you," he said. Get up and wait.
"You got all wet, huh?" tanya sharply looked at me.
"Sir Ma'am" I replied.
"Then, why did you have to change your clothes?" tanyakanya. Walk in tandem with me.
"I got a little wet" I replied. Look at the clothes I'm wearing. Walk and hold a hoodie shirt with both hands.
The bathroom door was opened by my mother. "Deplace your clothes!" said. Holding door knof.
I immediately took off the wet clothes and replaced them with new clothes, namely, a pair of hoodies.
🌵🌵🌵
I opened the door violently. Step outside and bring the clothes I was wearing
"Liyan, you walk slowly. Don't be so hasty. Later fell down," said the connecting mother who always wanted to accompany me to change clothes.
With a happy heart I walked behind him a little.
"Liyan!" my father shouted immediately pulling my arm strong.
My reflexes were pale and surprised that I almost wanted to fall down.
"Dad said that from earlier. Don't walk here!" jolt my father with a pale face.
My mother also reflexes twisting the body backwards.
"Liyan, I said be careful ! Don't walk there!" he nodded with surprise.
"Dad, I'm cold" said my sister from behind pulling my father's arm.
"Step, Son. I took your brother there first" said my father. Carrying me and kissing me with his pale face mixed with worry. "If you fall down, what about my son?" my father said softly asking.
"You are just there. Your son will still be safe" said his wife.
My father looks very shaky and pale . He was not immediately excited to continue the picnic.
"We'd better go home" my father asked. Putting me on a stretched mat.
"Dad, don't go home. I'm not satisfied here playing," whined my sister. Stand beside him.
"But son, I'm afraid that you're doing anything" said my father in a panic.
"That was it. But now your son is here" his wife continued indifferently.
My father was silent for a moment while hugging me. Even her soft hand she swung into the air wanting to defend me.
Crews!
Suddenly my sister pulled on my father's arm who wanted to rub my head.
"Dad, let's play again" my sister asked her.
I who met the sight of my sister could only drop my eyes down. I quietly hugged my dirty clothes after seeing the look in my pias' eyes hate me.
While the mother who became a surrogate mother for us did not put a bit of compassion on me. He remained ordinary.
"Other times, if you walk, don't get too far to the side" suggested our mother, who sat with me.
My father who had gone far away accompanied my sister to play back. I kept looking until it disappeared. My sister who dislikes me cunningly tries to keep me away from the father who has been growing up and taking care of us since our mother was gone.
"Liyan, did you hear me not talking?" the tan is a little hard mixed. Entering the eardrum.
"Listen, ma'am" I replied. Turning the gaze back towards the mother who had been our friend.
"If there are parents talking, look at it. don't glance in the other direction," he continued. Slightly glanced at my father and sister like I did just now.
"Yes, ma'am" I replied. Raised a slight look at him from the tail of the eye.
"Your sister is still playing in the sand" said the aunt who sat with me. Looking at my sister with her game.
I've not been so happy since my father yelled at me because I wanted to fall into the river. I was still staring blankly straight ahead.
"Liyan, if you're hungry, you just eat" exclaimed my mother. Take the rantang stainles located on the mat right next to the bag.
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