The Struggle of a Child
Droopy
"Well, ma'am," I replied quietly and cautiously. Standing holding the curtains of the room while sharpening my hearing heard my sister.
"God!" she grinned cynically and rolled back her face looking at the mirror combing her hair back. "If you complain, it doesn't matter to Mom either. What matters is what you want you to get" continued our mother, reflexively turning her head with a comb still running through her head looking at the curtains I was holding.
His gaze increasingly made me tremble silently in front of the door of the room that was closed by the curtains that were broken.
"Sir, the curtains just close. Let Brother's beloved mother be quiet" my sister suggested from behind.
Spontaneously I was surprised and turned my head tilted instantly. "Ana, you shut up!" my door glanced at the connecting mother. "Later if I find out, you'll get angry" I said, advising him.
Puk!
My sister directly hit me on the shoulder from behind while pulling my shoulder twisting facing right at her. "Sister, I've been scolding Big Brother" said my sister slowly. Stand up and see me higher than him.
"Ana, you're a kid and you're shorter than Big Brother! So, don't pull Big Brother, you'll fall!" I nodded, holding the curtains and peeking out occasionally.
"Sister, I'm sorry look Brother . He often scolded Big Brother," he said wryly, looking at me who was a little taller than him.
"Ana, I'm not angry. Mom's just her, that's all!" my reply prevented my sister from hating him.
"I can't believe it" said my sister again. Stand up and throw his face straight from me. "Sister every time it's like that" she climbed back into bed and covered her face.
All my friends were busy with my sister and forgot about the constant mother who stood up and nagged, I peeked back from behind the curtain that I was still holding.
"If you complain to your father, it's okay. Even I'm getting happier" she said. Smile in front of the mirror and look at me. "So, Liyan! Tell me about your father. Bair Your father is angry and maybe you two are also punished," she said defiantly, looking at me while putting the comb down.
Rooms and guests are getting crowded. Mother's voice continued to fill everything more clearly.
"You guys must be happy, right? You can be free to play outside" said our mother. Put the comb down rough.
I now remained standing and silent while holding the strong room curtain and keeping watch. The eyes now I drop looking at the floor that feels cold.
" 'The one you want. Playing outside with all his satisfaction. Let no one forbid," continued our mother, mendelik.
These two weak eyeballs also looked down on hearing the accusations that attacked themselves. Right now only yourself can neutralize all the feelings that befall.
"Son, just go in! Close the curtains!" my sister said slowly from behind.
"If you stand there and look at it, your mother will definitely continue to be angry," he continued, which is getting more and more mature.
I silently glanced at my sister. "Ana, if Brother closes and Mom gets angry, how?" my question, glancing at the tip of my sister's foot.
"That's not gonna be sister. His mother Brother will definitely be quiet," he continued with confidence, raising his head to look at me.
I kept thinking about what he said. The wide open windows and bedroom curtains made me even more cold.
"Ana, you dare not" I whispered softly in my sister's ear. Standing up obliquely looking at him who was growing sullen.
"So Brother! If you can stand being scolded just listen until you're ready," my sister said, dropping her body sitting back facing the window.
"Ana, you don't sit on the floor. You'll be sick!" reprimand me, look at my sister who played the child Bp left behind.
"Don't forget to put this in?" asked my sister to shift the subject, swinging the puppet half in the air.
"Yes... ." I immediately turned my head looking towards the source of the voice calling.
"Liyan, I'm going first! Tell your father. If you're home, yes!" please continue to mengiba.
"Don't forget! All told you that you're not going home, yeah! Because Mom had an event at her family's house, Mom," our mother said. Stand up while holding the bag.
"Yes, ma'am," I replied gently and looked at the bag she had hung on her arm.
"Don't forget! If you forget. You'll get punished, understand!" toilet mother connect who has gone away and take the shoes that she often uses to travel.
At this taste, it was getting late in the astonishment to see him who was so enthusiastic to go and dress and dress neatly.
"One more time, Liyan! Don't forget! Because your father will be furious and won't forgive you if you forget!" she said, opening the door and stepping up with excitement and a happy laugh. "Don't be naughty and don't fight. Take good care of your sister!" he continued walking away from us.
A sad streak was strewn inside my poor pale face. "Ana, I'm gone" I said. Standing behind my sister while holding the curtain.
"Let's go, brother! 'You're good, no one's upset with us" greeted my sister from behind.
I turned my head to see him sitting on the floor. "Ana, I'm afraid that Dad will scold us" I panicked, looking down at my sister.
"Sister freak. Why are you angry with us? We're not wrong" he continued, throwing Bp's clothes in any place.
"Because we let Mom go" I regretted looking down.
"Mom's a big one, brother. So, how could Dad be angry with us" said my sister. Sit down and look at the shutters that were blown away by the wind.
Brak!
The window violently crashed and this self-tugging moment suddenly panicked. "Oh!" I straightened my chest.
"But Dik. Where are we kayaking? If there is no mother?" I was sad to look at my sister who looked calm.
"We'll still have Dad" my sister replied lightly, dragging her body closer to my toy.
"But Daddy's at work" I replied. Walking opens the window.
"Daddy's work isn't long. Dad's coming home soon, sister," said my sister, looking at the box that was peot.
"Yes, but it's still the night, brother," I said. Standing in front of the open window to refresh this tiny, weak body with the wind blowing.
"So?" ask my brother briefly.
"Who's light?" tanyaku dumbfounded, seeing the curtain that slightly flew carried away by the wind.
My sister immediately twisted her body and put her right hand down on top of the peot box.
"Sister, why didn't Brother tell his mother? Before he left," asked my sister regretfully, looking at me who was standing.
My face immediately glumly fell down looking at the tip of the leg that still felt weak standing. "I can't remember!" I regret, looking down.
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