The Struggle of a Child
Remembering the past
"If he hasn't eaten, what's his business, brother? We eat sometimes, too" said my sister.
I'm just silent that's the form I can express to my sister. He's getting upset and angry.
"Sister, if you don't marry again maybe I won't be punished" my sister said sadly. "But after Dad got married. I became angry, punished and given pocket money," he said again.
"Ana, if you don't marry me who's gonna fuck us?" ask my sister.
"We're big, brother. We can take care of ourselves," said my brother innocently.
I stayed seated and occasionally looked towards the curtains. "Now we are big. We used to be kids and we didn't go to school anymore" I said, staring straight at the curtains to see if anything was coming?
"But we were already big" said my sister.
I sat down and looked at my sister who still did not accept what she was going through.
"Sir, who knows, you won't punish us again?" I said asking ambiguously.
"I don't know Brother. Brother's beloved mother is very evil. Bad as me!" my sister said back.
My breath was heavy and heavy to hear. I just looked down at my leg that was healing.
"Try me there is still a sister. Maybe I wasn't scolded and not punished by Dad" my sister recalled what had passed.
"Ana, no! Don't be sad anymore. You'll cry later. And we're punished again!" my toilet, looking down lethargic.
"But Brother, I don't like my beloved Mother Brother" said my sister bluntly.
I immediately fell silent considering my sister who would probably never like her. "Ana, if you'll find out. We'll be scolded, for sure" I said.
" 'I told you now Daddy loves only him" said my sister, staring rightly.
I'm even more worried that it's true. "Then, if you love Mom? Then you don't love us?" ask my sister.
"I don't know Brother. But I hope that Brother's beloved mother does not need to go back again" he replied directly.
The deg!
My heart stopped and my eyeball went wide to hear it. "Don't go home again, brother?" I asked to confirm my hearing.
"Yes, let no one be angry with me anymore" replied my sister happily. Means you'll love me" he said.
My mouth froze and my tongue suddenly stiffened. Seeing my own busy sister play my Lofya.
"That's impossible, brother!" directly objected. I'll definitely scold us too" I continued.
"Why did you say that?" ask my sister curious.
"Yes, if we're wrong. I'll be angry too and punish us too" I said, looking down at my sister.
"I don't believe Brother. The proof all this time Dad never scolded me" explained my sister.
"That's because we're not wrong" I replied. "Eat him Dad is not angry and does not punish," I said, seeing my brother who holds the clothes of a child Bp scattered.
"Sister, you know. Did you know first?" ask my sister as if challenging. "Sister was a kid. How could you know?!" my sister said ask.
"Yes! You were a kid too. So, how do you know if I'm angry or not?" I challenged my sister.
The clothes of the child Bp was immediately put down by my sister. "Sister, any little child, let alone any baby might be scolded," replied my sister lightly.
"Hhhh!" I immediately gaped to hear it. "Haha!" My laughter immediately broke hearing him. "Ana, so, you've been all this time. Remember you were a baby?" many reflexes.
"Yes, brother" replied my brother briefly.
"Oh!" I immediately stuck my arm on my forehead while sighing softly. "Let's! Where there are parents who scold the child is still a baby," I immediately looked down lethargic.
" 'And now we are big. We're not babies anymore, brother," I said, massaging her chest.
My sister was silent and looked down sad. "That means Brother is evil again," said my sister, looking down right at his feet that had turned straight.
I closed my mouth tightly. "Sorry, Sister! Brother unintentionally," I said as I clenched both hands in the air.
My sister immediately turned her seat pouting. "Sister is always that. If I cry then Brother says it's like that!" tangent my sister.
"Dik, Big brother. Run out! You always said that I don't love you. Though 'right, Daddy is very dear," I said slowly and carefully.
"I can't believe what you said. Brother is always lying" continued my sister. Sitting behind me.
"So never lie," I said scowling. Look at my sister's back.
"Oh, the proof is that Brother often does not say to Dad, what Brother does," continued my sister.
"That's because you're afraid of being angry with Dad. If you're in the law, you must be in the law too" I said regretfully.
"Yes Brother. Brother is right, Father will say that I can not take care of Brother," greeted my sister with a happy face.
"You're right Ana," I said.
"Dad that's it if you've punished Brother I must be in the law. Father is not fair," my sister immediately annoyed.
"Fair is fair. The proof last night you made a mistake, Brother was also punished," I strongly objected.
"But why don't you love me yet, brother?" ask sister. Sit back in front of me and raise his head slightly looking up at the bed.
"Ana, I'll love you again. I can't possibly love you, let alone you're Dad's favorite son. You always buy me anything, Dad," I said a little jealous.
"My name is the youngest child. That's why you're my kayak" said my sister proudly.
I immediately turned my head tilted from my sister's face. "Ih, lazy. You're the bad boy. Loves crying," my ledek.
"Ihhh, anyway, not yes! That brother was a crybaby. Getting angry a little cry," ledek my sister back.
"Engga yes! Brother who ever cried . You are the one who often cry. A little, a little cry. Little, little cry. my ledek continues.
" I'm naturally crying Brother. Let me not be angry anymore, hehehe!" my sister said grinning with her sly smile.
"Then why did you say Brother was a crybaby ?" my many.
"Yes, yes. Later If I talk to Brother directly cry. Though not the brother who was angry," said my sister. Sitting while throwing my son Bp's shirt floated to and fro.
"Eem! Because Big Brother was afraid of loud noises," I looked down in embarrassment.
"Allah. I can't believe it. Brother is also a crybaby, just like me, weee!" my sister said mockingly with her tongue out.
Puk! Throwing a child's Bp's shirt at me.
"Augh! Ana, sick!" my screams, turning my face away from him.
"Sister, if Brother's beloved mother does not exist. We'll be good" said my sister smiling happily.
"If you hear me, I will scold you" I said.
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