The Struggle of a Child
Mother's Return
"Dad, did you kidnap the kid?" I asked, pulling it from behind.
"Yes Nak. There are many children out there who are missing" my father replied with a terrible face when he told him.
The cute spoiled face of my sister standing was visible on her bend. Both of our eyeballs kept following my father's footwork which stepped very busy.
"If that's how I'm afraid, Dad, to play" I said.
"That's a long way from Dad," my sister pointedly denied. "If there is a missing child here" he said.
"But Son! I'm still afraid that you'll be brought by someone you don't know" said my father.
"Dad, it wouldn't. If I'm not, the kid's chatty" said my sister. Greatest dude.
"Haha! So, since Father's Son is a nag, kidnap his son scared, is that it?" ledek my father laughed asking my sister. "Your brother is afraid, son! Especially the others" my father said.
"Dad, if you're a big brother, you're a coward" my sister sneered as well.
That made my father look straight at me. Seeing my brother's taunts makes me look down embarrassed. I wanted to put my face in a nightgown that I hadn't changed.
"If you're okay, Dad. We'll lock it in the house. But not me, Father," replied my sister.
My father grew increasingly shaken at my brother's request that benefited him unilaterally.
"So, the one in the house we made, is just your brother," replied my father.
"Eem," replied my sister lightly.
My father immediately sighed hearing it and turned his body looking at me.
"Your brother is not well, son. So, how can we leave your own brother in the house" my father explained.
"Dad, it'll be a long time. Brother is healthy too," continued my sister. "Dad I want to play out," whined my sister.
My tiny body was still standing watching my sister who refused to stay at home.
"But that's it, not to mention, son," replied my father.
"Eatya Daddy. I just love you Brother took a lot of medicine. Let it heal quickly," my sister hoped.
Gluey!
I swallowed again for the second time. The second reflexes glanced at my eyes immediately looking down at the weak tip of my foot stepping on the floor.
"Son, taking medicine has its rules" my father said slowly and carefully.
"Darkl! I always do that!" my sister's sulk was pouting mixed in. Try the brother who asked to play out. Surely Father gave him permission," he continued, folding both hands over his chest with a pout of his effect.
"Son, don't be like that, yeah!" pinta my father, followed by his two agile hands prepare food to be eaten immediately.
"Dad love you two. So, no one is jealous and envious of each other, son!" please my father begs my sister gently.
My lips have not dared to interrupt the conversation between father and son. Until now I have been faithful waiting for them when it will end from the small dispute.
Jeglek !
Suddenly the half-open door was now suddenly wide open and crashed. The incoming sunlight also dazzled the eyes.
"Liyan, who is it?" ask my dad who's out throwing garbage.
The eyes that I half closed with my palms immediately pinched. This made my sister run straight to me. He was surprised to see my mother come in.
The deg!
Suddenly me and my sister went silent like a dumbass. "Mother," I murmured slowly. Standing looking at him.
"Sister, I'm afraid," said my sister, clinging tightly to me. "Sister," he called.
"What's up, Brother?" my question is, hugging my sister.
"Why is he coming home, brother?" asked my sister not willingly.
"Liyan, where's your father?" ask mom to keep us enthusiastic. Walk in tight.
"Who's Liyan?" ask my dad from outside.
Both of my lips were very nervous and my tongue felt so stiff to answer. My father's voice kept sounding worried calling us from outside.
"Liyan, Ana why aren't you answering? Who's the door coming out?" ask dad.
"Liyan, is your father angry?" ask mommy to connect us, snort.
"You're right your father's not angry?" ask mom to keep us up once again to make sure.
"Yes ma'am, no" I replied.
"Good," he said, looking at the paper he was holding with his own smiles.
Not long after he entered the room. My sister and I immediately met with an anxious look at the clothes we had dismantled.
"Sister, clothes?" ask my sister to panic.
"Ana, you just shut up. Don't be afraid that there will be" I replied.
Both balls of my eyes immediately glanced at the open door of the room. Our voices were not heard from inside the room.
"Sister, but even if there is a father, we must be punished as well" my sister lamented, seeing what happened all along.
I just kept quiet and glanced back occasionally. I want to see, did my father see it or not?
"Ana, it won't be, brother," I said.
"Why not, brother? All this time 'his beloved mother Brother was always listened to by Dad, '" said my sister.
For a moment my eyes still looked into my father's room. My mother kept us on long enough to be inside and not yet out. I was actually very curious to see it.
"Liyan!" call our mother and call us.
"Yes Ma'am," I said.
"You're sure, aren't you, your father isn't angry?" ask mom to keep us back.
"Yes, ma'am" I replied slowly.
"Where is your father now?" ask mom to connect us. Stand in front of the room door.
"There's outside Mom" I replied, hugging my frightened sister.
"Have your father been home ?" ask mom to connect us again.
"Yes, ma'am" I answered briefly.
The voice of my father who was screaming for us in panic is no longer heard. I'm a little curious about my father's voice suddenly disappearing.
"So your father was outside calling your name. Now where to?" ask mommy to keep us curious.
"I don't know, Mom," I replied.
My sister didn't say a word at all. He keeps his face in my shirt.
"Later if your dad asks, say I'm gone for a second," I hope you'll let us go.
"Yes, ma'am" I replied.
"Sister, his beloved mother Brother why come home again? I'm afraid, brother," my sister moaned worriedly.
"It's Mom's house too" I said slowly answering my sister's question.
"Yes, but he's gone, '" my brother said.
"St! Quiet, Sister! Don't talk weird ! Someone will hear, we are punished by Father," I said, sticking a forefinger on my lips.
With a heavy heart my sister immediately followed all my orders today. An irritated face reflexes him turning to look back.
"Why did you come so long, brother?" ask sister. Stay away from me. "But Dad was just taking out the trash" he continued.
"Father's turn is in the shower" I said in response.
"Heheh! Sis, we haven't bathed, yet" my sister explained, grinning.
"Haha!" My sister and I laughed with satisfaction.
.
.
.
Seriate...