The Struggle of a Child
Following Dad's will
"Sister doesn't want it either, sir," I replied directly.
"Dad, why do you like it, brother, leave us at the house of his relatives? His relatives were just evil," my sister regretted being mixed with annoyance. "If you want a sister. Brother's son is good and obedient to anyone," refused my brother raw.
"Ah, Brother does not want to let me just meet the same relatives. We don't have to, do we, Dik?" ask me if my sister wants it or not.
His face full of rejection was getting furrowed and immediately wanted to swallow me round and round. "No-one," my sister jolted furiously. "Non't go there by yourself!" attack him while frowning tightly.
"Ana, slow down, don't be noisy! I'll listen later. We're so, on the way there you want to?" tanyaku is full of emphasis.
Instantly lock your mouth tightly. The voice that had been twitching was now silent for a moment. Given the relatives who hate, so, we no longer want to accept living in any relatives.
"In the end, my brother always told me to be put there," said my sister could not accept it. "If I were put there. I'm going to starve, brother," said my sister who had missed.
"Yes to Dik. Then let's just follow Dad's will," I suggested brilliantly.
For a moment my sister was silent and would not agree. Sitting with her face was what I saw after hearing my proposal.
"Hows it? We follow your will !" ask me while persuading my sister that she would just give up this once.
Shut up and face up that's what he gave me. His mind was always the idea of bending over his two knees. Compassion and trembling could not be separated from him at this moment. After finding out I was so, regretted asking her to reconcile with our father's demands.
"I'm still lazy, brother," replied my sister who was very difficult to work with. "Dad, don't love me. So, I don't know," he continued plainly.
Glek !
I gawked while gulping hearing it. Limp felt all over my tiny body which often became an easy attack my sister.
"Ana, talk slowly. Dad again praying. Don't let me hear you, uuuh!" chirped irritated. I sat down and waited for my brother's heart to open.
"Sister, there's a crossbar!" said my sister at will.
I'm getting sick of hearing him relax saying that he wouldn't have followed my request. Begging my sister is not easy. Conquering a difficult enemy was even harder to subdue my chatty and selfish sister.
"Daddy's ears are very sharp. Different from our ears," I said, growling annoyed and bored to see my brother who again reasoned with ease responding to things that always come attacking.
"Sister, I don't like it" my sister lamented.
Confused to gawk every time my sister again act strange that makes my crown want to escape. "Don't like what, Brother ?" tanyaku.
With a relaxed and comfortable face he delicately said. "Dine, hihihi!" replied my sister, laughing happily.
"Oh!" I immediately exhaled a long breath to neutralize the self that had begun to want to give up facing my sister who increasingly raised these crowns to burn.
Folding the legs violently it is the most powerful self-medication to evaporate the emotions of the soul that have shaken. The window that had not been closed, I stared non-stop.
"Don't see what?" asked my sister, stunned mixed.
"That!" my reply was brief pointing towards the front with a lip.
"Ooh!" Manggut-mangut. "The window" he said slowly. Move from his seat and then close the window that has not been locked. "Why is my brother silent? 'And so, enter the mosquito," he continued with a face never feel guilty.
I was again squeezed by my sister's indifferent attitude and over acting. "Sister forgot," I replied indifferently, looking at the clothes I was still wearing elegantly.
"Sister, if we follow Dad's will. What did we get?" my sister asked, releasing the locked window.
"We may be free, brother," I replied, Sitting on both knees.
My sister turned her body in surprise. "Are we punished, brother?" tanyanya. Mature oafish.
"Yes, let us not be punished again if we are wrong," I replied staring blankly.
Laughter from my sister as if a loud mockery repulsed this self to want to hide inside the wall that was firmly attached.
"Ana, just follow. Bair we are safe" I pleaded with a tired face to face the situation that suddenly came with His permission.
Under the window was left by my sister. "Sister, if we follow his will Dad until the big we will be at home," said my brother meiba mixed sadly.
"Sir, but this is for us" I pleaded with hope.
My sister is getting confused. "What are we for, brother?" asked my sister to groan.
"For the sake of being punished no longer, Sister," I answered, seeing my sister who had not yet remembered otherwise.
"Sister, if we follow Dad's will. I will lose, brother," said my sister as a gesture of refusal.
"Why loss?" aska I want to know.
My sister looks at me. "Dad won't give us any more snacks, sister," he replied bluntly.
Hearing the reason my sister has a point, I thought. The pocket money will stop. Plus the school is still a long time. The long vacation made me and my sister more and more frenetic. We are, increasingly, locked up in the house. The pocket money also stopped flowing with us.
My sister's moody face was strewn over her cheery face mixed with chatter. Sit back and hope he shows me with pity.
"But Dik. You must have brought some cake from the market?!" kataku.
"Kue from the market if you remember. If not?" my sister asked, disagreeing.
The silence hit me again who was half convinced by my brilliant idea.
"Liyan, aren't you taking any more drugs?" ask my father who finished praying.
"Dad, I'm cured" I replied.
"You're cured, son? Start when?" asked my father to pick up the room curtain.
"From last night, Dad," I replied rather lazily.
"Your sister? Have you two eaten?" ask dad. Stand in front of the room door.
The direct gaze met between me and my sister while hiding something in the heart.
"Father, we are full," I answered covering up what was implied in the heart.
"When are you eating, son?" asked my father while checking our window.
My sister and I felt surrounded in the room . The story of our father wanting to live out all his rules came to a halt when the father asked.
"Son, if you haven't eaten. Better eat now if you both get sick. I told you to eat a lot, would you?" scold my father, give us questions. "You two if you hadn't fought, would have eaten already ?!" he who already knows the laziness of his two daughters.
We both just kept quiet. Down looking at the frozen tip of the foot silently like a statue. That glances at each other was what happened as evidence to answer the question of our father who was too worried about us.
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