The Struggle of a Child
My brother is ashamed
" Anna, when did you get in?" Ask mommy to connect us while putting a broom behind the door.
My sister looked up nervously at him. " So, when Mom swept." My sister with the toilet.
" Go home instead of Salam." I looked at my sister with annoyance.
Not as usual. Today he was so considerate of telling me to take a shower and ask my sister when to come home. Today I have a great admiration for him.
" Sister, aren't you home yet?!" Ask my sister who wanted to know.
" Sister, don't know the deck." I said with the toilet.
" What time are you home, brother?" My sister turned her body to face me. A thin grin came out from her little lips. The look of her sad eyes was staring at me.
" Sister doesn't know the deck because you rarely see the clock when you come home." I wish my sister would no longer ask me what time my father came home.
I stood up to shake the clothes I was wearing.
"Sister, where are you going ?" Like my brother told me to stay with him.
" So, you're tired of sitting down!" I want to walk out and see a clean house.
" You're not on the deck." Invite me who seems to mock my sister who likes to wander until she does not know the time.
My fresh blushing face looked at the blue sky that was so carrying my wish to fly and my soul was calm.
If I could climb the sky my heart would be at ease. My face immediately sprinkled while pulling my small lips. My face that looked so cloudy now instantly bright as if bringing happiness myself like a princess who got such an amazing surprise.
For a second I refused to turn away from him. The clouds that were running so slowly brought my opaque atmosphere to light.
" Sister, what did you see? Why is my sister smiling? Is there something funny, brother!" The curious peaked.
That's my sister! What an incredible curiosity. Every time he saw he would be enthusiastic to find out whether he found out for himself or by asking. No doubt that his habits like this make me angry. I'm not too over everything that happens around me sometimes makes me careless. My stunned face looked at my sister.
" why? You want to know." I who was still staring at the clouds answered my sister's question flatly without looking at her who was sitting behind me.
" uh! It was just so stingy!" My sister's voice is upset.
" You're going forward anyway. Get your clothes changed! You'll be angry." I who was still standing stared at the clouds that became my heart's tranquilizer.
"Who dares to scold me? Dad or**" my sister stopped her speech and didn't speak anymore.
Instantly my sister who stopped her words made my heart tickle so I pulled the knot of my lips with a smile blushed shame over my sister who did not continue what she wanted to say.
In an instant her tiny mouth clenched tightly by pulling her lips along with her shy face that was now flushed staring at me. Instantly I turned my body to look at my sister.
I who was still smiling teased my sister with a face as if mocking her who was now suddenly embarrassed to see me.
" Sister mocked, huh?!" The tone of my brother's voice was taut and pouting. His face seemed unable to see me who continued to look at him with a shy smile as a gesture I was indeed mocking my sister by raising my eyebrows as a gesture, what is with you?
" Shy!" It was as if I was pretending not to know.
" Where might brother mock you my dear sister." Pinched my spoiled sister's cheek.
My sister pursed her lips with her pouting face. Regret was now visible from his face as he picked up his bag with a frown and grumbled.
" Dek, you're angry, huh?" I asked by teasing my sister. " Why did you stop?" I asked with a curious face and tickled my heart. " Why don't you want to call it?" Ask me again in curiosity.
" That's nothing!" My sister said from the room. " Let's just. I'm not scared." Said my sister with a toilet. " Somehow, she's not my mother."
His bitter tone sounded loudly saying that. My sister came out of the room. " That's why I don't want to call it."
I never thought seeing my sister who was so anti-woman married by my father made me unable to do anything.
" Why don't you like seeing his deck?" Ask me to want to know.
" Him, I don't like it." Showing an unhappy face.
By pulling a little bit my lips put on the face of Upto you and shrugged my shoulders.
" So, if you're happy with her, you're a big brother." My sister firmly told me that. "Don't force me. I'm just Dad's son." Disappointed my sister left me.
Suddenly my heart was sad to see my sister who was still like that. I can't force myself to blame my sister. What my sister said was true. All of that cannot be ignored. Even though my sister doesn't think of her as her mother, she's still compassionate.
" For me, brother, my parents are just one, Dad. Just Dad!" My annoyed sister said that with great emphasis. "So, no one can force me." Press back.
My sister who was back standing near me looked at me sharply. His face now seemed to rebel against me.
I was so shaky to see her red face. His sharp eyes were now unblinking looking at me. His frustration so dissipated his consciousness a little.
" What is it! Why are you guys making a fuss there." Our mother's voice loudly rang out from the kitchen.
My heart immediately beat. My sister looks so relaxed. Implied from his face if he did not care about the woman's words.
My sister switched her eyes from me. He turned his body behind the door to take his flip. She also I saw the mirror tidying up her clothes and combing her hair neatly.
The little hand I saw now grabbed the powder that was located in the closet drawer just below the glass.
Spontaneously the woman stood up to my sister. " Where are you going?" Looked at my sister sharply." Just now, you're coming home from school, this is going to go again?" He said loudly.
Spontaneous my sister stopped her sideline. Staring at the woman with an unhappy face from the tail of her eyes.
I who was standing near the wall of my father's room just kept quiet expectantly lest my father come home. The picture of my hope for it seemed so anxious to me.
" Where are you going?" Ask mommy to connect us with acting like an attention-grabber. " You know what day it is?" Still staring hard.
My sister stood up without looking. " Friday" her tone was flat.
" Oh! He knows you," chimed in on my sister.
My sister is so upset, her face is now so tight looking at the woman near her.
Seriate....