The Struggle of a Child
My breath is tight
Me and my sister just kept quiet after hearing the same chattering of my father as a woman. We both each finished our sentences nimble.
"Dad, when it's done. Can I play ?" ask sister. Turning his head turned to our father who was standing behind him, followed by his hands holding a broomstick.
"Ana, don't you remember what I said?" asked my father in a low-sounding tone of voice as if my father was biting his molar withstanding the annoyance of seeing my sister.
"Your son may have forgotten. He's like that! Always forget," said my mother. His twisting led straight to where my sister was sweeping.
I who was lying alone with the green grass that spread to any place mutely watched those who had not been silent.
"If you forget. Tomorrow everything your father said, you should take note," continued my mother, by biting her strong molars. Very furious.
I immediately raised my sight to see my sister. I was so bent to see him who was silent while dragging his sweep clean. His face was so furious hearing the connecting mother who always chimed in from behind.
"Ana, that's right, son!" reprove my father. Seeing my sister who was getting bored.
Slowly I dropped my gaze again at the scissors I was moving. The grass I cut was slowly getting thinner. The grass will soon run out, I thought. Dragging my seat to move mow the new grass. In addition, I also have to hold this body to be stronger to survive in the midst of the punishment we live.
"Dad, I'm tired," whined my sister with her powerful voice. Carried to my father who wanted to turn around leaving him. "Dad, I'm thirsty," he whined back.
I looked at my sister again. He continued to fight until finally, my father melted and pity him. "Liyan, if you're thirsty too, take a break! After that, continue with your duties again" he said. Turning around wanted to leave us.
"Dad," called me who was curious to see the motion.
"Dad, where are you going ?" my sister asked. Stopped my father's move.
"Dad wants to go to work," answered my father immediately turned the body. Look at my sister and see me.
"Yeah!" My sister pointed her index finger in the air. "Dad, then we're done, huh?" her door gently begged my father.
"Father, if I will continue because the grass is a little longer," I hope slowly. Standing up to see my father and sister.
"Ana, look at your brother! He just continued his sentence until it was over" said my father. Turning his head towards my sister who was standing far behind him.
My sister immediately frowned. "Dad, that's Brother" he said with a stench. "Dad, if I had a lot of garbage" he said. Look at the land he's been stepping on.
I'm getting more and more mixed with the cold that's stabbing this body back.
"Dad, I'm thirsty. I want to drink" I complained with a wheeze. Seeing my mom and dad connect us. Not to forget I saw my sister who still hoped that our dear father would release her from punishment.
Mother connected us to release her folds of hands. "Drink Liyan! After finishing drinking. Clean this up again!" he said with great emphasis. Appointing the soil that is grass-grown.
I happily ran and left the grass clippers on the ground.
"Dad, I drink first" I said running with legs still sore.
"Ana, don't you drink like your brother?" ask my father gently. Staring .
For the time being, my sister no longer heard the answer. I have entered the house that can make this weak little body again feel cool and cool.
"Huuuu!" I said with relief because I no longer felt the heat of the sun even though it was only for a while.
Srpr!
I poured the water into the glass on my father's table. This half-healthy body is also the more I keep my father does not know it for now.
Drinking water also flows gently soaking this throat with a refreshing flow.
"Yeahhaagh!" I said with relief. The tiny body that began to weaken back as it used to now felt normal even in just a few moments.
"Yeahyaan!" the screams of our connecting mother from outside loudly entered the half-open room mixed with a half-empty house that was loud echoing in the ears.
I was in a hurry to put the glass on the table. "Yes ma'am" I answered immediately running.
"Why did you last long? You want to be like your brother who forgot his punishment !" my mother's light.
"Dad, just for a second, I've been playing. I miss them, "my sister's whining continues to persuade my father with a face that begs sincerely.
"Ana, you know not. If Dad says no. Still no!" my father's toilet.
I immediately smiled faintly at my sister who was trying to save herself. He thought my father would take his sentence. But, honey, he was wrong. My father would have given another sentence if he had acted.
"Liyan, clean it up!" my father said firmly. Swinging his index finger half in the air. Designating unfinished grass.
"Yes, Dad," I said, walking fast. Approaching the remaining grass.
"And you're Ana. Quickly sweep this! It's a punishment for you for making a scene" my father said. Go pass by leaving my sister. "And one more!" dad said. Rotating body. "There is no chance for you to play from now on. Before you give me permission," he said. Stopped step. Looking towards my stubborn sister.
"Dad but right, I'm not the one who's wrong" said my sister. Not willingly.
I opened my eyes wide. I was in deep shock after my father issued that ultimatum. I was getting stifled and my breath felt tight.
"Start today. You two can no longer play far away. Besides your father gave us permission," the wife repeated to us.
I who was standing two steps out the door suddenly came to a halt after hearing my father's words that did not give us a chance to be free.
"Don't break it, son," asked my father gently to my sister.
Huh!
My brother threw his face straight out of my father looking to the left. He's getting grumpy hearing my father who's getting more and more outrageous days in his opinion.
"Dad," whined my sister back.
"Ana" said my father. Throwing her index finger in the air as a gesture of emphasis to my sister if she is not to be denied.
I'm getting cold sweats. My hot body mixed with cold now seemed to want to fall to the ground.
"Liyan moreover, continue on with it!" father's orders. Pointing to the grass that is still attached to the ground.
While mom continued we looked a little bit pulled her thin lips mixed with a bad heart. The lips that were attracted by the thin seemed to be pleased with the harsh punishment given by my father.
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