The Struggle of a Child
The continuing commotion
My brother who was sitting on my father's lap left. My sister's wily face now adorns her countenance with a faint smile she sees my mother-in-law who has disappeared from both doors.
"Dad! Why are you so upset with that mother! Kan, shame on your neighbor." I said slowly looking at my father.
" You know what,ha!" My father said in a slightly raised voice and a slightly flushed face held back his anger.
I just kept quiet hearing my father's words. It feels like my heart is so rumbling. My breath seemed to stop for a moment. My frightened gaze stared at the floor more and more in panic.
"Liyan, if there are parents who are noisier you should never interfere. You were a kid. After all, this matter, you don't understand." Said my father with a toilet. "Understand you!" My father said back standing up.
" I-I'm Dad." Steadily and still looking down I answered what my father had said.
My father left me to walk quickly.
After my father left me. My close mother who had left with her passionate anger because she saw my father so spoil my sister. Now go in and come to me who is standing in the corner of our wardrobe which is located right in the middle room next to my father's dining table where my father was sitting on the dining chair right next to the table. My mother stopped in front of me. Staring at me with the look of his face that was still too haphazard with a step that was kicked so hard.
I who stood still trembling with a face still covered with pain I stared blankly straight down.
"That's your father, that's it!" With my eyes twitching and my high voice my mother told me with a ketus. " He's always spoiling your sister every day. Until I'm sick of seeing it!" My contact mother rebuked me with all her content. With such a great fury clawing at the sky he said like a firecracker emitting embers from his mouth.
While I was small and petite was frightened and trembling. I can't say anything even to see that I'm scared.
" You know, a kid like your sister doesn't deserve to be spoiled." Both of his eyes continued to glare so big. I saw him getting more panicked. " I'm tired of seeing you guys for a long time! Not father, son the same. You too! A child is sick!" Both of his eyes were so sharp that he looked at me with a red face.
I was terrified of spontaneous crying. Even small keristal granules dripped down my pale cheeks. I remained quietly mired into a deep pit of pain.Tangis which is now broken with a mouthful of me vapour at will. Keristal granules are increasingly gushing great. My helpless little body tried to support my body firmly. My innocent face adorned with pallor is now blushing withstanding the pain in my heart over my mother's greeting.
" I,kan! You're always spoiling your pain, too, that is! There's just the behavior of your brothers, the other spoiled, the other, sick!" With full adhesion and sharp eyes. He looked at me more and more like he wanted to pounce on me.
I kept crying. My high body heat is now increasingly felt to me. My face is getting flushed sharply. Both my eyeballs were so full of tears that they broke in my eyes. The sound of my small hiccup sounded strong which I tried to hold so that it sounded quietly.
"Where was your sister,ha!" My contact mother kept rebuking me. His harsh words flowed like water endlessly toward me.
My crying that was getting broken was never heeded a bit.
" I have no pity to see that sound of your crying! Because of you, I'm not my son!" With a slight hold of his high voice.
" Why are you quiet! Right what I said." He's getting soaring.
While I who was in front of him was no longer strong enough to hear all his words. I wanted to get out of front of him, but I didn't dare to step on my small legs. My tiny body was cornered like it was squeezed which made my breath so tight. His large body still stood in front of me. Blocking my steps and closing my path. The longer he further advanced the less his body before me with the less he swung his hand into the air. My fear grew even stronger my mind raged seeing his hand being swung into the air as if, about to slap me.
My breath is getting heavy and tight. My father and my brother have not arrived until now. My mother continued to look at me with a glance. His words that rebuked me made me wallow with my mind that walked away, where.
" why? What do you see, ha! Are you going to complain to your father,ha! Answer." My mother looked at me and gave me a choice as if she was threatening me.
I cried sobbing trying to open my tightly locked mouth. I who fear cannot open my mouth even though I have been forced. I glanced at him. Still looking at me cynically.
"Why silence? Let's answer quickly!" With a voice that filled the entire room.
I just kept quiet and shook my head as a gesture that I would just shut up. I also saw him breathing so easily. His red face was now beginning to disappear. He also slowly left.
Meanwhile, I still stood still while wiping the keristal grains that filled my tiny cheeks with my fingers. I slowly neutralized all my fears, my grief and tried to neutralize my face for the better.
The sound of footsteps now rang out with a powerful bang from our kitchen door. I spontaneously turned my little head towards the sound of the foot beating. My eyes that were reddened from my crying saw that beating while breathing.
"Dad! I said in my heart while covering up everything that happened to me from my father. I tried hard as if nothing had happened. My raucous voice as a result of me crying. As much as I can lose. My red eyes could not see my father straight. I still bowed it and looked at the floor.
" Liyan, why are you standing there?" My father who had prepared wanted to enter his prayer place and perform Maghrib prayer as usual.
I saw from the tail of my eyes that were still down. My father looked at me so closely. I looked at her face as if she knew what I was going through. Implied from the face of my father who was so curious and full of question marks. My father kept looking at me fixedly as he walked into his room.He looked at me who was not as usual, as if that was what was on my mind. However, the shrewd me could slightly read the suspicions from my father's face about me trying to act like normal with a normal attitude.
" Liyan, you're crying, aren't you?" Ask my father who still holds suspicions about me. His gaze was sharp as if he knew about everything. Now decorate his face that has begun to twilight.
" No Dad!" I replied in a flat and relaxed voice.
My heart is so in panic right now. The anxiety that was seen from my face once in a while I was tepis so as not to add to my father's suspicions towards me.
Seriate.....