The Struggle of a Child
The missing thing
"If you want to, Brother only!" reject brother. Turned his body behind me.
"I won't, '" she refused.
I was surprised to hear that. "Ana, Mom is our parent, sister," I said.
My sister wouldn't turn her seat back to stare at me. "Sister, how many times have I told you. That's not my mom! My mother does not exist" he argued.
I gave up and started to get caught up. "Ana, don't let me know, sister. If you don't like Mom," I said, looking at my sister's back.
"Neither fear, brother. I've known for a long time!" said sister.
The deg!
My heart was surprised. "Yes, but I don't know if you really don't like it" I said, reminding him.
"Udah is Brother! I'm tired of hearing Brother talk. Brother only said about Brother's beloved mother!" brother says. Put the clothes of the child Bp on his waist.
I kept quiet and stared at my sister's back. Sitting on the bed in front of an open window.
Right now I see my sister playing my son Bp. "Sister, if Dad comes home we are bought in a snack no, yes?" asked my sister to shift the subject, looking at me while hanging my Lofya in the air.
"So don't know" I replied annoyed. Turning his head and staring pus out the window back.
"I think Brother knows. I've been a long time Dad, never buy us snacks again," said my sister slowly.
I quietly listened to what my sister had to say from behind. "Ana, if you have money. Surely Father will buy it," I replied with caution.
"From a long time ago Brother always said, that is, "If you have money," said my sister.
I slowly turned my head to the right. "Ana, it is. If you have money. I'll definitely buy it," I said again.
"Liyan!" call me from outside the room.
Netra who was still looking at my sister as soon as I turned to the left side," Yes Ma'am," I replied directly, looking at my sister who was sitting down.
"Where are Mom's things?" ask my contact mother. Stand in front of the room door.
I was surprised and astonished. The two netras directly glanced at my sister to the right side silently.
"Liyan, did you see him ?" ask me to panic. "Mom was looking for her everywhere. But I didn't see you" he said anxiously. Staring at me.
"Mom, we don't know" I replied slowly, a little afraid. Seeing his sharp gaze mixed suspiciously.
His eyes kept staring seriously. "Surely you are, right?!" ask mom to connect. "That took it!" the accusation, looking at me and glancing at my sister.
"Witha Ma'am," I answered with fear.
"Who's fantasy? Did anyone else break into this house?" ask mom to continue with great emphasis.
I kept quiet and my sister wouldn't answer either. My cold, trembling fingers were kneading silently with all my might.
"You guys, in this house like to mess around. You must have taken it, right?" my mother said asking loudly.
"Well, ma'am" I replied directly. Look at the fingers I'm squeezing.
"Allah. You guys must be lying. Where there's a thief who wants me!" hepan spicy. "It must be your sister who took it, right?" tanyanya charged, glancing at my sister who was not looking at her at all.
I was so scared to hear it. "Mom, we don't know" I said again.
"You and your sister are the same. You two are covering each other up" he said. "Those who like to play at home. You must have taken it, right? Your sister, right, likes to play weird!" said spicy.
"We've been here since, ma'am," I replied mixed with fear, looking down at the floor.
"Curtain! Liyan, ask your sister! Where's Mom's stuff made!" tell mom to keep us up, take the curtains off rough.
Huh!
"Sister, I don't know" replied my sister. Sit still.
"But Ana, that's where it might be lost, sister. Especially in my room. We're rarely going in now" I said quietly, looking at my saddled sister.
My sister and I asked. He also bent his face. I myself who witnessed it was very uncomfortable to see it.
"Ana, if it's not you, it's okay" I said, massaging her chest.
Back in this net I turned to see the curtain . The wind that blows in blows this hair away.
"Sister!" call my sister slowly in a cautious voice.
"Yes," I replied with the face of a thousand troubles.
"Seebe... ." My sister stopped her talk right away after being cut off by our mother.
"Liyan!" Mom kept us calling from outside the room cutting into my sister's conversation.
"Yes Ma'am," I answered straight up my head staring at the curtain.
"What did your sister say?" ask our mother who is still waiting.
My facial reflex was instantly pale and my hands came back cold. "Yes ma'am," I said as a gesture that was the only answer I could be going for now.
"Don't Yes, yes! Quick ask! Ask me quickly !" exclaimed mommy, connect us angry.
"Yes Ma'am," I murmured softly, looking at my sister with a net of hope.
My sister heard it. "Sister, already! Tell me we don't know" said my brother lightly.
"What's? What Dik? So, you have Brother say again, don't know!" my regrets. Sitting on the bed, glancing at my sister below.
My sister reflexively turned her sad head mixed with pity staring at the two highlights of my eyes. "Yes Brother. Because of the lipstick I took," said my sister bluntly, looking down with a guilty face.
"Why did you do that, brother?" manya panic. "Dad will know! We must be punished again" I deeply regret. Looking at my sassy sister.
"Sister, I want to play a clown" my sister said.
My head got dizzy and my hands were reflexively massaging my forehead. "Ana, why are you so strong?" sorry to ask my sister. "You know what, Sister? If you're angry and you're not with me, are you?" I'm just so upset to see it. "We must have been severely punished?! Because you've dared to take his belongings" I explained. Get out of bed. "Ana, where's the lipstick ?" tanyaku seriously.
"That, Brother!" my sister replied pointing at the corner of the bed that had a lot of pillows.
I walked to prove it. "Ana, when did you pick it up?" ask again.
"So" my sister replied calmly.
"So?" I ask you to think and remember.
"Yes Brother. When Brother was called Father," my sister lightly said. "Why didn't you say it, brother? Huh!" I grunt and massage my chest. I stood up and saw the lipstick I was holding.
"Huhoo! Brother, don't be mad at me!" hope my sister wails and cries.
Lipstick wants to fall. "Ana, don't cry! Been silent. We will be punished" I said, approaching and wiping my brother's tears.
"Liyan!" call my mother and call us again. "No?" tanyakanya.
"So Mom," I answered in a panic, looking at my sister and the lipstick I was holding. "Ana, wipe away your tears!" talk to me gently. Take the blanket.
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