The Struggle of a Child
Nagging as if it were a Rant
My brother and I were ready to enjoy the breakfast my father had prepared. My father was so sensitive when I saw the medicine that was on the table.
My sister did too, although she hated me so much and envied me but she never ignored me at all. Especially when I am sick. She was always there for me and busy taking care of me, like a mother. That's what amazed me. I was so moved when my sister cared about my health, like today.
"Sister, this is the cure" said my sister. Take it off the table and hand it over to me.
"Thank you Ana" I said gently. Taking the medicine from his hand.
"Sister, don't forget! Brother's drinking water added," said my sister. Handing the available teapot on the table.
I thought my father had provided everything for me. I continued to look at the teapot slowly in my sister's drag right in front of me.
Nah!
"Ana, this medicine is very bitter," I complained. Glancing at my sister while opening the medicine.
"That's why I said, Big brother filled his full drink. Let Brother have a drink right away" said my sister.
Srr!
Glek !
I poured drinking water into my glass to the brim and immediately swallowed the medicine with the drinking water I had poured.
"Sister, I hope you get well soon. We'll be in the exam soon" my sister said. Glanced at me who was holding the glass and swallowing the medicine.
After finishing I put the glass back on the table that was often used by my father to eat his food.
Plaque!
I put the glass on the table right where my sister was sitting. The glass is sitting quietly on a half-length table.
"Sister, if you're sick don't sleep long!" my sister said with a harsh ban. "Sister is getting sick. As a result, I could not play with Rahmadani," he complained. "Again, my brother gets sick too often. I'm afraid I'm infected," he said spicyly.
The deg!
My sister's words immediately sounded and made me limp and sad. My sister spoke too deeply. She looks completely innocent and may not understand yet, I thought. Waving a look back at the room curtains. Where my favorite toy is stored.
"Ana, I'll stay away from you so you don't get sick" I told my sister.
"Where will you be far away from me" said my sister. Look at the locked door from the outside. "Especially if it's my dear sister called us. We must come, "he said.
I was getting dizzy seven times after hearing the chimpanzees from my sister. Not to mention that I had to think about this body and legs in order to get well soon and so that I could go back to school without missing again.
"Ana, if it's like that. You go inside, yeah!" I said as a gesture asking for permission to leave in front of my sister.
"Aren't you going to mess around in the room again?!" my sister said ask. Keep his head even higher to be in line with the look of my eyes that stand upright near the table.
"Let's not get sick" I said. Looking at my sister with a sparkling face and a glare as if asking her permission.
"No way," forbid my sister directly. "If you want to play. Just bring that Brother Ank Bp here," my sister suggested.
I turned my back. "For what? And why did it have to be brought here?" manyu astonished. Waving a sharp look of eyes staring at him.
"Because I want to see Brother play. Old Sister playing alone in room. If the room is dirty. Brother's beloved mother must be angry?!" said my sister waving with insistent eyes.
"Well! Brother does not want. Playing here is not good. It's dark!" push me hard.
My sister's getting pias. "Sister, here's the light," he continued not to lose.
I was getting tired of hearing his objections. "Ana, it's dark here" I said, repeating it emphatically.
"Sister," replied my brother insistent.
"Dark," I argued back.
"Dark," I said with a glare of sharp eyes and passed away leaving him alone.
"Saw!" My sister grimaced to see me who insisted on refusing her request. He stared at the fingers on his lap. Puck his mouth tightly.
Instantly my soul was stirring along to feel his sadness that was clearly reflected on his face. I who stood all dragging this weak leg by stumbling and stopping and deflecting this step lay in front of the closet that became the barrier between our small living room and room we are very simple.
Slowly I stood my back against my sulking sister earlier, dragging the medicine that was inside the P3K box from the closet drawer that was slightly taller than me.
The kreeek!
Plaque!
The P3K box fell right into my hand. However, my sister who was sitting behind me remained unmoved sitting on the bench. I who had obtained the P3K box glanced silently at my sister.
My sister was so moody after I refused her request. A word did not come out to rebuke me, let alone to look at me, he did not want to.
Huh!
I let out a breath of twisting and carrying the P3K box. These two footsteps were dragged suddenly to a halt.
"Sister" call my sister.
I immediately looked towards him. "What's up, Dik ?" my many. Stand holding a P3K box with the position of the body standing slightly tilted behind it.
"Sister don't use the drug much - a lot. Later the medicine runs out," chirped my sister as if forbidding me to wear it.
"Later can be bought again" I said. Looking and holding a P3K box.
"But Dad's money doesn't exist" he said mixed.
"But, Ana Kak... ." I'm speechless.
"Here Brother!" My sister directly snatched it from my hand violently.
I also stood gawking at my brother who snatched it violently. My lips were pale and frozen after seeing the P3K box hovering just like that from before me.
"So don't pack this!" his screeches. Sharpen his gaze to look at me cynically.
I instantly remained silent like a statue with both hands still swinging in the air. Even a pushy look in the eyes looked perpendicular to the loot of the box.
"Let Brother know! It's expensive. Sis's pocket money can't buy this," she sibir hurt.
Tears immediately broke in the eye after hearing my sister's rude nagging. This tiny body and weak legs are getting quieter and unable to step.
My lips are getting pale and I can't speak anymore. I was so shocked after the attack came on me so suddenly.
"Sister's pocket money can only buy ugly Bp's son," my sister said. Holds the P3K box tightly.
"A-Ana'll be able to buy Daddy's money pack" I said with a little stammering. Staring at the box with nanar mixed with tears that pooled in the eyeball.
"Dad's money was just for my snacks, not to buy this!" connect my sister with a loud voice. Pointing a P3K box with her lips.
I'm getting bowed. It turns out my brother is much smarter than me. I think my sister is talking lightly like a babble. However, unfortunately it was the opposite that I thought was just ordinary babbling instead moved into this self-deprecating nagging.
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