The Struggle of a Child
My father's anger and my defense
I looked down more and more to endure the shame that begat in me. While twisting the eyeball tightly just to neutralize the pain in the heart due to my sister's innuendo that was too heartwarming.
"If you are sad. Later on Brother's leg wound will not heal," said my sister with a face murmur mixed with mocking laughter.
Gluey!
I again gulped back in disappointment because it turned out that my sister was not like my expectations. I think he changed and forgot everything. But it turns out I was wrong. Now I see him who is the same as the one I just met, envious and jealous of me.
The tiny body that began to freeze froze more and more enveloped. The injured knee still leaves a deep pain that makes the tears come back to drip profusely over the cheeks.
Right now there is not much I can say other than to endure the patience and heartache of enduring the pain and facing my sister's attitude.
"Sister, if I may. Mending Brother do not need to follow me. Who's got a lot of toys, hiks," he sneered spicyly. Grinning with a face mixed with laughter.
"Ana, but Father's Son's brother too," I said frankly with a soft face. Staring at the floor while sharpening my hearing to hear my sister's babble.
"Yes, but Brother is not Dad's favorite son. The proof is that I never obeyed my brother's will. Not only that, if Brother is wrong Brother is directly in the law," he said.
I heard it right away. "You're in the law too!" I said with a slightly raised voice. Put up a fight for my sister.
My sister's face is getting reddened even more her eyes are glaring. "Yes, it's all because of Brother. The brother who got me in the law. It was also my brother who made me unable to play out. All Brother, all Brother. Evil brother! Huhuhuhuhoo!" my sister shouted loudly while crying.
I immediately shut my mouth with a forced. The sound of my sister's cries grew louder and louder and filled the room. I was so panicked after hearing her cry. "Ana, don't scream. I'll hear it later. Shut up Ana, shut up !" my door with a soft tone of voice mixed with panic. Shift my seat and cover my sister's mouth with my hand. "Ana, please shut up! Don't cry" I continued in an increasingly panicked tone of voice. Turning his head looked towards the room curtain.
"Whose voice is that?" yelled, Mom, join us from behind the wall.
I was getting panicked and confused mixed up with the abnormal body temperature.
"Liyan, is that you crying ?" asked my mother to keep us getting fiery.
"So did anyone cry?" my father asked from behind the wall.
Huhuhuhoo! My sister is getting hysterical crying. Her voice could not be stopped to ease her crying.
"Liyan, why are you two being asked in silence?" my father shouted from behind the walls of the room in a panicked tone of voice. Walking loudly was heard by my hearing approaching our room.
"Maybe your two sons have no mouths!" mother's toilet connect us with rough.
Huhuhuhoo! My sister was crying more and more as if she was so deeply sad.
I was nervous when I saw him cry. Panic mixed with trembling enveloped this after I saw a shadow approaching the room curtain.
"Dad," I muttered softly in a stammering voice. Staring fixedly at the shadow that almost approached the room curtain.
"Oh, no! Ana hush. Comeing! Brother, I'm sorry that you're a bad brother,"
"Why ? Who's the bad guy ?" ask dad. Stand behind me.
Gluey!
I immediately gulped roughly. Staring at the wall of the room with a face of panic mixed with anxiety. Sitting with one leg that is difficult to bend and the right hand is still attached to my sister's lips while the left hand holds my sister's neck wrist.
"Liyan, are you crying over your sister?" asked my father in a low tone of voice mixed with emphasis. Stand up straight behind me.
I blinked my eyes firmly while pursing my lips firmly withstanding the fear that came attacking from behind.
"Father's Answer, Liyan. Why just shut up ?" ask my dad to get pias.
"You two always fight. You're the one who made the quarrel in this house, Liyan," I cried.
Huhuhuhoo! My sister's crying hasn't stopped. "Believe me!" call my sister running with her sad face flushed in both of her eyeballs. He left the bed and approached my father. "Kakaaak's father!" he said with a hoarse tone of voice mixed with cries from behind me.
"Liyan, why did you make your sister cry?" ask my father to give up. "Turn around and see Dad!" he said with a high tone of voice and full of emphasis.
"L-yes Father," I replied slowly. Nodding and turning the body slowly.
"Why your sister?" ask dad. Looking at me with a sharp look.
I who was sitting right in front of my father still closed my mouth tightly mixed with a tiny body that had weakened again.
"Your father asked Liyan. You always keep your mouth shut. You're mute, aren't you?" ask my mother with great emphasis. Standing right behind my father slightly while folding both his hands over his chest.
"Don't interfere too much in my affairs and my children's affairs" my father whispered softly to his wife.
I raised my head slowly. Seeing my father reprimanding his wife. My mother immediately kept quiet and looked intently at my father.
Huh!
He snorted and left the three of us.
"Liyan, what about your sister, huh?" ask dad. Waving a sharp eye looking at me.
Huhuhuhu ! My sister was increasingly stunned by her cries.
"See this! Your sister's crying!" my father said with sharp eyes while pointing at my sister with both lips. "You know Liyan. What did Dad ever say that your sister was crying, huh? You remember that ?" asked my father with a sharp eye. It was as if those eyes were mixed with fire that wanted to burn me.
"Or Dad," I replied to my father's question.
Huuhuhoo! My sister's crying voice hasn't subsided.
"How sad is your brother's heart, Liyan!" said my father in a slow voice. Staring at me fixedly.
I kept quiet and kept quiet when I confronted my father. It seems that I was destined to continue caving in with my sister, I thought. Glancing at my spoiled sister in my father's arms.
"Dad, I didn't mean it" I said. Defending myself.
"Huhuhuhu ! Daddy brother lied!" reply to my brother directly. Raising his head looked at my father with both of his eyes reddened by his cries.
My father looked back at me sharply, followed by his left hand curled around the neck of my brother who was standing.
"Rightly Dad's guess. You made your sister cry" said my father. Stand up while hugging my sister.
"Dad, that was bad brother Luan," I denied. Sit on the bed.
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