The Struggle of a Child
My Father's Emotions
My father, who saw my brother's bag lying in the corner on the wall of his outer room, was so upset. My father also rotated both of his eyeballs. I stood looking at my father whose face was so red. Stare fixedly with trembling. Instantly I felt a great storm would peel away my weak skin.
My father who was standing now silently stared at my brother's bag that was comfortably loosened on the floor. Immediately I who saw him exhaled violently. I looked at my father who had long held back his anger for my sister. Now it must be seen with both of his eyes that are getting more and more delicately. His frail body tried to hold his fist.
I also immediately drowned. My tiny body immediately drooped like it wanted to fall on the floor. My sister who was singing towards our kitchen door leisurely walked slowly with a face that seemed to feel no guilt. I heard him so worried. Meanwhile, my sister did not regret all her actions at all today.
My father turned his body around and waited for my walking sister to sing standing facing her to the kitchen door.
My sister who stepped her foot in with the towel she was holding now suddenly silent because she saw the foot standing next to her. I saw it while shifting my body position behind our main door. Silently while swallowing. My weak and hot body is now cold sweat. Hiding behind the door saw my father and sister.
My brother who looks silent stands without seeing my father. Staring straight down with a face so riled up. My sister couldn't look so hard at my father who saw her.
"Dad, Dad would ask." My father looked at my brother who was standing in front of my brother. "Where have you been?" Ask my father who is sniffing with an annoyed face.
" Dad, forgive ana!" Said my brother who stood silently staring down.
" Reply to Dad's question! Where have you been?" With a high voice. " You know not Dad from coming home to take your brother for treatment Until now there has been no rest." My father said in a very high voice. While glancing with a face that was like giving off a hot fire.
My sister stood up. Surprised to hear my father's voice rising so strongly. My sister immediately clenched her two small lips with a peek staring down. I saw my father scolding my brother, swallowing his saliva so quickly. Meanwhile, my sister whom I saw was so trembling. Facing the fury of my father that was so great and fiery.
" Hm! How dare you come home at this hour?" My father said with great emphasis. " From morning until evening before night you just come home." My father was so upset and bit both his molars. " You know not, Anna!" My father looked at my sister so closely. "Dad, your mom was looking for you too! You just got home." My father rubbed his forehead with a clack while turning his head in all directions.
My sister was still tight-lipped and didn't move a bit.
"Ana, come with me!" My father tried to take a deep breath and let go of his emotions.
" Daddy-Good!" With a stammering voice my brother walked after my father by swinging his legs slowly without making a sound and did not dare to look at my father in the slightest.
I behind the door tried to move my tiny body by slowly breathing. I tried to get out of my silence trembling while squeezing my little fingers. I swung my foot towards my father who stood still looking at the wall clock. I was the one who was walking to see my sister also walking towards my father.
I also held back my tiny body that wanted to droop. The water my face that I bend now looks lethargic and pale. I tried to survive even though I was not strong.
My sister who had arrived first was behind my father. Stand in an orderly manner and do not make a sound. I looked at my silent sister while staring straight blankly ahead.
" Anna, let's see!" My father pointed at the wall clock with both of his eyes staring intently. " Take a look at what time it is!" My father in a repressive voice turned his body to see my sister standing right behind my sister.
" Dad, already! Poor Ana, Daddy!" I was standing right between my father and my sister.
" Liyan, you just go inside your room! Go fast,sana!" My father said with great emphasis and looked at me with a tight face.
I shut up and turned my body into my room. Meanwhile, my brother who was still flinching remained silent and sculpted.
I walked while listening to what my father said to my sister.
"Ana, I'm asking you from tomorrow you don't repeat the same mistake." My father said in a very stressed voice. " You've grown up Ana, don't act like a child anymore." My father said back to my brother.
I did not hear a word that my sister put out in her defense of my father's mounting anger. Meanwhile, from another voice I heard the sound of footsteps stepping so heavy.
" Why?" There was the sound of my mother connecting who suddenly let out her golden voice.
"Ana, where are you from? This time has just arrived home!" My mother said a little upset. " Do you know the consequences of your actions?" With full emphasis my mother chanted to reprimand my brother who wandered. " We are looking for you it's a daily. We were so tired we went around. All the roads we've encountered are just for you." My mother's voice constantly sounded a little full of pressure.
"Your father is tired one day thinking about your brother's illness. Go to the hospital and take your brother for treatment." My mother-in-law continued to make a full sound.
Meanwhile, my sister did not say a word she remained silent in a thousand languages.
"Ana, from this day forward don't try - try to do something without permission and ask permission from father." My father continued to suppress my sister with his words that were so filled with anger.
" Dad, Ana's sorry!" The voice of my brother told my father. My sister who was talking to my father now sounded crying. The sound of her broken cry now made a gripping haru atmosphere. My father couldn't see my sister crying. His voice now sounded like persuading my poor sister.
While my connecting mother who was as far as I knew standing near my father and sister now slightly voiced loudly. She didn't like to see my little sister cry a little. My sister and my mother never got along. They always argue.
My father, who was so dear to my brother, now began to close his buzzing voice that filled the room of our house. Now it was silent for a moment without a trace.
My sister who just heard the sound of her crying was silent at once.
Seriate.....