The Struggle of a Child
I'm Back at Part 2
Tired of weariness I had gone through just to find my poor sister. A blink of an eye that had opened looked at the air loose with so much curiosity. Rahmadani and Andrini I saw chatting. They laughed with a funny laugh. Every now and then they walked to each other gently beating each other.
Her cherry face was so brightly visible. The hue of my cherry face so immediately accompanied.
"Son, we'll be there soon." Andrini occasionally teased my daydreams with her voice.
I who walked stupefiedly looked at their behavior stunned.
"Sister, Brother's house is about to arrive soon. Big brother is still strong, right? If you can't tell us." Andrini and Rahmadani said.
" He, grandpa's still strong." I also moved my legs slowly.
My body that is now drooping is also broken so well by them. My little tragic feet are now starting to look pale even my feet are now almost peeled off. I wish I'd screamed with all my might, but I couldn't possibly do that consciously.
"Near what home is still far away?" I fell down by closing my eyes. Sometimes I just try to look around.
" Not yet, brother, any minute." Andrini.
" Why is it so long deck?"
"Yes, brother's house is a little far away." Andrini.
They were so with all their might to support my already weak body. Linger on the path I force. It makes me more helpless. An empty stomach is now heard singing at will. Every breath that feels to me is just one, that is, I am tired and hungry. Now I can only gulp my saliva as an antidote to the hunger I am experiencing. As soon as I swung my leg I gulped my spit back.
"Sister, sister's house is starting to look." Andrini said firmly supporting me with a slightly large body of them.
"Yeah,dek! But hasn't arrived yet?"
"Yes, I'm not.Our path is too long, brother. We relax too little, brother, take a walk." Rahmadani's.
Sometimes I hear their breath in my ears. I, who was supported by them, started to feel a little bad about myself.
"Sister, you calm down. Later when it reaches the house of the brother.We tell the brother." Rahmadani's. They also walked with enthusiasm. The longer I got the more agitated the journey that should have been so short traveled. It felt like a long time ago as if I were climbing a high mountain.
"Sister, is there anyone at home?" Andrini asked curiously.
"So don't know deck! Last time I was out, there was my sister at home." I said I was still closing my eyes.
"Sister, if we see it looks like there's no one in my sister's house." Rahmadani's.
"It seems, it's quiet brother!" Andrini.
"What?" I was surprised to ask in myself.
In the eyes that are still closed. Instantly, I felt that I had arrived at my courtyard.
"Sir, the house is still far away." Curiously I asked them.
"Thank you brother."
" But why? We didn't get there, did we!"
I was a little curious with a deep heart.
"Until the house of my sister." Andrini with such a strong affirmation.
I also smiled with relief. " Is Dad a big brother, Grandpa?"
"We don't see anyone brother."
"Usually, how's brother? Is there anyone in my sister's house?" Andrini asked with a face full of question marks.
" There is usually! Sometimes there is not one either."
"What do you mean, brother? We don't understand." Rahmadani's.
"Yeah,dek! Brother's house looks empty."
We who continue to walk have now arrived at my door at this time. They also breathe. To eliminate all the fatigue that has been lived.
"Sister, we're finally there, brother." Andrini.
They also put my body on my father's dining chair.
Huh! Exhaling into the air to relax their bodies that were so tired. The small body that supported my tiny body earlier.
I, too, lay down my body in a sitting position on a chair. While stretching my leg muscles that feel so tense.
Andrini and Rahmadani have gone home. I stared at the empty room. No one seems to be inside. Now my little eyes are just staring out the door.
My stomach, which had been filled with the wind, began to swell. Meanwhile, my contact mother who had helped my father to the kitchen task is now invisible.
With an empty stomach I dragged my feet into the kitchen limping without a hand to help me. With the power I have wrought. I also support my own body.
I took the plate, rice and other necessities with my trembling little hands. I who took it also now began to pant. I felt like I wanted to fall on the floor because my body was no longer friendly with me.
Standing glanced at the kitchen door looking at the person I was looking for. In my solitude waiting for my father and sister. With rice on the plate I held. I dragged my feet back to the bench my father used to eat.
I sat down and put my plate on the table. Throwing my gaze out the window opposite my father's dining chair. With a heart so anxious I tried to neutralize all my worries.
Half day passed. I'm just about to start filling my empty stomach. And drinking the right water beside me was so tempting. Thirsty in my throat I now wash with cold drinking water.
My face that was so lethargic tried to endure the pain that it made me even more careless. I also eat food alone. Occasionally an outside wind blew from the window piercing my frail face. Even my helpless little fingers held the spoon firmly.
I want to run away from everything I face. My high fever did not heal. My tiny body I've been forced to do activities that I shouldn't do when I'm like this.
The scorching heat of the sun I have traveled to look for my sister just to increase my immune power. But again I feel like I failed to keep my body promise not to hurt again.
The rice inside my little mouth is still chewing. One bribe after another I try to spend it without rest. My trembling little hand is now trying to hold tightly to the spoon and glass.
The clock has now spun far away. Both of my eyes glanced at the clock hanging directly above the chair I was sitting on. The look on my face changed immediately at the clock that showed a punch that almost entered the twilight. My brother and my father were not seen until now. In fact, my mother has not shown her form until now.
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