The Struggle of a Child
Septiani with Widia
"Aren't you going?!" offer my sister to me.
"Silver is still full" I replied, looking down at the floor.
"Sister, don't lie" said my sister, who knows me.
Seeing an omelet I actually want to take a plate and eat. However, I resisted the slightest desire to reassure myself, that my father had changed.
"What did you see?" ask my sister to investigate. Put an omelet in his mouth. "If you're hungry, just take it. 'And Dad didn't forbid it, '" my sister continued to look at me in confusion.
The window that is wide open until now becomes the light of the house that is closed again. The fear that begat within me and had gripped everything I saw gradually disappeared already.
"Ana, if you're hungry you'll eat. Brother Engga," I refused to turn my body directly looking for busyness.
"So, you're not hungry ?" asked my sister as she chewed an omelet in her mouth and looked at me astonished at me leaving without saying goodbye. "Sister, the eggs will run out" cried my sister from behind the wall of the room.
"That's nothing. Just spend!" I said from inside the room.
"Sister is strange to be told not to eat. Later if you know where you're like?" my sister shouted with the question she was returning to.
From inside the room I was looking at the child Bp storage box did not answer my sister's question.
"Sir, here!" call my sister again as if she wants to give me something.
"What's up ?" I woke up dragging my feet with weight. "Ana, what's wrong?" ask me again from behind the curtains.
"Aren't you really going to?" asked my sister once again to reassure herself while swinging the omelet that remained a piece again. "Sister, if you know where I am?" ask my sister to repeat a question I didn't answer.
"You what?" asked my father to immediately reply while stepping in. "Ana, what don't you know?" asked my father standing at the door of his room while turning his head towards us in turn, frowning with curious eyes.
The mouth that was with his symbol said now after hearing and seeing my father who asked inquisitively had to be silenced tightly and looked down anxiously at the tip of the leg that had been trembling all day.
"Why after I asked you to shut up?" ask my enthusiastic father who wants to know. "Even after seeing Father's face, you look terrified," my father continued looking at us intently.
"Dad, we're not... ." My sister kept her mouth shut after I connected her words.
"Dad, we can't play at home" I immediately cut my sister's conversation.
My father went straight in without extending anything else he wanted to know. Leaving us without a stale ado. The door to his room was closed tightly.
"Sir, thankfully I don't know," said my sister approaching me with an omelet that stayed a little longer.
"If you're here don't talk too loud" I whispered softly.
Jeglex!
Baugh's!
The door was open and closed. We were both talking about my father. Now immediately speechless staring at each other shocked mixed with worry.
"Liyan, Anna! You go first, son. Don't fight and don't leave the house. If anyone comes, don't open the door before you come home" forbid my father, close the door.
I immediately ran into the room to see my father leaving. "Dad, I didn't take long, did I?" ask me from behind the window.
My father's reflexes stopped and twisted his body. "Dad's coming home soon, son. So, don't worry, yeah!" my father said softly and firmly.
"Fuck Dad!" my sister shouted in her typical spoiled voice waving from the window.
At first glance my father turned with a happy face and then continued his steps towards the mosque. In front of the bedroom window we both kept staring at our most dear father until he disappeared.
"Dad, it's just for a minute. Later also come home," I replied indifferently, throwing my face away from my sister. Standing while staring at the guava tree whose fruit stayed a little longer.
"But it's been a while too, brother," continued my sister pretentiously mimicking the style of an adult.
"Diiiii!" my screams looked at him with ilfil. "Don't say it like my brother doesn't like it. Disgust know!" sentilku.
"Aahaha!" My sister laughed with satisfaction. "Sister, it means Brother doesn't like me," my sister's header turned her body against the window.
Seeing my own sister makes me so happy. However, the strange thing is that he was even happy with his behavior that made me stay away from him.
"Ana, you're a kid. Don't talk like that!" scold me sniff, turn my head glancing at him at a glance who reddened pout lips mixed with a piece of.
"Sister does not love me," said my sister pushed my tiny body so want to be sucked.
"Ana, don't fight!" tegurku firmly. "What did Dad say? Come on!" my question posed a slight threat so that my sister did not get more soluble in her whining. Standing holding the window with both hands.
"Finally, the first brother," my sister argued unhappily. "I'm not doing anything bad. Today I'm not bad anymore" my sister said, hoping that I would come to my senses.
I was stuck and immediately shut my mouth in embarrassment. A pout mixed with sadness was clearly plastered on his spoiled face when I saw it from the tail of the eye.
Silence recalls the whack and stands faithfully waiting for the father who will be back in a few minutes. The wind was blowing and the leaves were flying through our windows while shaking off the sight that had been washed away by daydreams.
"Hi, Liyan!" greet someone who shakes my mind for a moment. Standing near me.
I was surprised and unexpected. It feels like a dream so that makes these two eyeballs immediately widened and gaping.
"Widia!" I said slowly happy to mix the question marks, looking at him who suddenly happily wanted to see me. Coming with Septiani who has hated me lately.
Septiani also stood closer as did Widia. Seeing Septiani I was a little scared when I remembered what she had done all this time when I met her.
"Liyan, we haven't seen you in a long time, have we?" widia opened her mouth.
"Yes," I replied with a slight hesitation to greet them kindly. However, both eyeballs moved with nimble vigil from Septiani who had been attacking, like lightning.
"Sister Widia, where is Rahmadani?" asked my sister with a throw, showing her smile that was happy to see the two of them coming to see you even though standing outside.
"Rahmadani is at home" Widia replied kindly.
However, the object to see with focus is Septiani who had been arbitrarily towards me both at school and outside school when she met me.
"Liyan, don't you like us coming?" septiani asked who suddenly made a gawk.
I don't know if I should be moved, happy or even awake. But obviously I will still look calm in front of the three of them, especially my sister. Don't let him know that I'm still fighting with Septiani.
"Sister!" call my sister slowly with a face full of question marks mixed with suspicion.
"i like. But, we are not in love out," I replied instantly dispelling my sister's suspicions.
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