The Struggle of a Child
Plumping leaves for tranquility
I'm getting confused. Tears kept dripping even though I tried to hold back my tears.
"Liyan, don't tell me you're sick again!" attack from behind.
The deg!
I was getting frustrated hearing his rejection in person. I was worried and confused to give him an answer. The tip of the clothes I wear continuously I squeeze as a sign of holding back the fear of the pain that suddenly comes by itself.
"Listen to Liyan, if you're sick. You don't need to be converted anymore . Let you know the taste because it's not good at taking care of your health!" screech with roughness.
Gluey!
I'm getting pale hearing it. The reflex throat immediately gulps spit as hard as possible. My little body is dropping. I could no longer feel the full loving words of an old man.
My heart screamed louder. I saw the blue sky over and over again with a sad heart. The sky that was seen behind the teary eyeballs seemed to greet me with a sweet smile that made me a little calm.
"You heard Liyan. Your father is looking for money not only to treat your illness and not to love you both. It's also there for me" he said scathingly. "Yaaa," he said with great emphasis. Putting both of her lips on my right ear. "Every time your dad makes money, I don't get lost!" chirps spicy.
I closed my eyes tightly. Follow the ear that sharpens the hearing to hear it.
Hix! Hix! Hix!
The heart just kept screaming mixed with sobs that begat. Breathing also seemed to be severed out occasionally from the throat until it was clearly heard in both ears.
"Why are you still quiet, Liyan? You're mute, huh, ha?" my mother asked us to keep her lips on my ear.
"E-engga Ma'am," I replied slightly stammered with sobs that I could not cover.
"Engga?! Then why are you crying?" his question is investigating.
I got more and more riled up and slowly I saw my sister who was still behind me secretly.
"Why are you quiet? You're waiting for your sister to answer, hm?" mother asked me in a tone of voice that killed my courage. "Your sister won't help you. He has never liked you before. So, don't you need her lyrics to help you" she said firmly. Keep her lips away from me.
Huh !
I was momentarily relieved behind a mixed heart. At first glance I feel calm if my mother-in-law believes a little with my answer. However, I felt a little scared when I accidentally saw my sister had found out about my weakness.
It's a pleasure to be mixed with panic that's what I can feel right now to describe myself. Weak legs mixed with pain, still standing firmly strong amid the wind that blows carrying leaves that fly wagging face and hair.
The leaves that are not sturdy are falling coloring the soil mixed with sand. I was so piqued when the little leaf slapped my cheek gently.
Suddenly I was sweetly knotted in the middle of a spicy words mixed with theatrical spices. I'm very good at hiding anything from my father this second is so threatened by my sister just the way.
He didn't want to let me go for his own safety from a father's punishment.
"Sister, Big brother don't lie to Dad," said my sister whispering softly in the ear as she held my hand and placed the fallen leaf on top of my palm.
I who looked down and rolled with daydreams, was surprised and reflexively saw my sister directly standing right to my left. Nervously I turned both eyes glancing at my mother who was still standing right next to my right while my sister was on the left.
"Liyan, if you're not sick. Do not try not to shower later," threatened our mother connect us with a voice full of suppressors. Spontane makes my hair goosebumps.
"I-iya ma'am," I answered stammeringly. Glanced at my sister who was indifferent to hearing it.
"Listen that no one can be sick in this house!" he posed a harsh threat.
The deg!
I immediately nodded and held onto my fur silently.
Slowly I dropped half a glance to see the land that was clean on the broom, now dirty again because of the gust of wind that carried leaves strewn indeterminate direction. Seeing my brother spontaneously raise his eyes to look at our connecting mother directly.
"Ana," I said calling my sister who had started blushing. Followed by one of my left hands clasping her hand as a gesture of telling my sister to hold back her emotions.
Huh !
My sister reflexively turned her head away from us as if she understood my intentions.
"This is for both of you ! No one can hurt a single person!" threaten me to connect us loudly. Stand behind me.
"Yes, Mom," I replied. Squeezing leaves like my sister did.
Cracks!
The leaves were also crushed with a depressed heart. The eyeballs were still staring at the scattered leaves and opened the memory, if we were still outside.
"Sister, Brother's body really hurts," said my sister slowly. Tells me.
Gluey!
I came back sad. "Ana, you're not sick" I kept lying to my sister. Glanced to the right side of the place where the connecting mother was still standing. "Mom, we want to go inside" I said.
"From now you're at home here. Now there's Mom here., you guys want to come in," she said in a cynical tone of voice. Show that to me.
The leaves I hold the more I squeeze. "Mom, we're cold" I said slowly. Dropping the look down looking at the dried leaves.
"Cooling?" ask my mother, surprised. Repeat what I said.
My hair is getting creepy, while my sister who is on the side right on my left goes and walks with a pitch.
Glek !
I gawked and widened to see my cute sister.
"See it's your sister! Not yet in love in he's gone. Good thing you have a father who is not easily consumed by seduction," he explained. "If not, your father would have hated you" he said.
I was surprised and amazed at the meaning of his words. Netra who saw my sister earlier slowly turned around while digesting what she said.
"Your father admitted it. He is a father who loves you very much. Until you can fool him, heh!" continued. Grins.
The leaves that my sister gave me were slowly I was throwing away little by little from the perpendicular grasp of the hand on the left.
"God!" he said he exhaled cynically into the air. "Now you live alone here. Are you going in or not?" ask mom to reconnect.
"You ma'am" I replied. Nodding, followed by a hand that still continues to throw away the fat leaves.
"Go there!" he shouted indifferently.
Without a second thought I dragged this weakly drooping leg with a stumble.
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