The Struggle of a Child

The Struggle of a Child
My sister's pissing me off


If I look weak to my father. I definitely won't be able to later, be given to go to school.


Immediately I entered the room after putting down the medicine I was holding earlier. " Dad, Liyan go to the room first." Go leave my father who is still busy with clothes.


" Him, but remember not to sleep! You like Maghrib sleep times. There's azhan, there's la, you want to sleep." My father said with affirmation.


When I finished hearing what my father said. I went straight into the room.


So surprised I saw my sister standing in the corner of the closet. Covering his body with a cloth. While surprising myself.


Dar!


Ahaha! His laughter, instantly breaking, filled the ceiling of our room. My pale face is now getting pale. My weak body froze like ice. My bad breath is getting crowded and a little loose. Almost my weak body didn't fall on the floor.


My two trembling hands held my chest. It feels like it's going to fall out. My face is pale. Meanwhile, my sister laughed so happily. As if, he had just won a mock race scene. A witty laugh was now seen as he stared at my pale face.


" Sister, funny big sister face time." Ahaha! His laughter continues. While mocking the frightened me with an innocent face.


Instantly I pulled my lips with a frown at once annoyed. I also felt my own cheeks while condemning my careless foolishness.


" Sister, you don't see, I'm here?!" Ask my sister who wants to convince her. That I didn't see it.


" Shy!" I said with the toilet. Staring at my sister who was still standing in the corner with the cloth she was wearing still covered part of her body.


" Time does not see brother. So big I'm standing here." He looked at me like he didn't believe what I said. He, too, groaned up his eyebrows as if I were lying.


" He was, so dark! Where it might look." With a little annoyance. I still see my brother who hasn't taken off his cloth.


" Dark!" Gawking. Turning his eyeballs around the room to make sure it was dark?


His face immediately paled with a sigh. It's like my sister wanted to tell me where it came from if you know dark. Though there are windows, yes though, half-mast.


From my sister's face I can see. If my sister doesn't believe what I'm saying. Seen from his face full of question marks looking at me.


" Where it may be dark." Said my sister who disagreed with what I said.


"The dark is your cloth, satisfied!" With an angry face. Emphasis-filled.


" So, brother is angry!" Flatly.


" No! Brother is angry." I said spontaneously.


How could I be angry? If I am angry with my sister who is there I will be angry with my father for scolding his favorite child.


Again, I have to give my incredible patience. For the sake of protecting myself. My look at my sister made her a question mark.


" Sister, brother is angry, right?!" The question was convincing. He approached me by dragging the cloth that covered his body.


" Reload, deck!" Trying to neutralize the look on my face and the tone of my voice that was so difficult for me to neutralize.


" Why brother? That's kayak!" Showed my attitude towards him.


The longer I got entangled with the matter that made me take a deep breath. My reflexes pulled my lips with a sour face. I just kept quiet like a statue. Freezing like ice makes my brain unable to think.


Not to mention I have to arrange my body weak because the cold heat that strikes my tiny body more and more days sometimes increasing.


" Deck, it's dark! If cornered. After all your cloth is black the lights are not alive." A little stressed. Staring at my sister with a forced sweet smile. Today I should be able to perform for my spoiled sister.


" It's a good thing you didn't faint, brother!" My sister said by shrinking her tone.


He climbed into bed by dragging back the cloth that wrapped his small body.


With a tight face by putting my eyebrows together. I approached my sister. " Sister!" Removing fabric. " I want to play this." Take pictures.


" Whose game?" Ask me want to know.


His smile-looking face made me even more curious. His smile was like a smile that was hiding something.


" Play with brother!" Smirks.


Ha! Surprised and surprised.


" Him, same brother. Let brother go to school fast." Dividing picture.


So enthusiastic my sister shared the picture with me. He was so fair in sharing it.


" It's brother!" Prepare to swing his hand into the air by putting the image in his hand.


I did the same thing my sister did. We both played with laughter and anger. Occasional fights and debates took place in the middle of our game. My sister who does not want to lose also pisses me off to the top.


" I won!" Shouted my sister once in a while cheerfully. " Here brother, here." Play back. " Hore I won again." Take a picture of my hand. The longer my picture gets thinner. Wonder me! I gave up my picture of his victory. " Deck, why do you keep winning." Give a picture back of my defeat. " horrion!" Come brother, let's brother." Take lightning fast from my hand. It's weird why he keeps winning! Give a picture back. " Sister, sister, you're good at it, yes!" Ahaha! His laughter seemed to mock me with a face that held a mystery.


" Sister!" Swung his hand into the air.


" Here you go, sister don't want any more!" Drawing my image that looks thin. " Sister, fear of losing, yes!" With a funny laugh I saw him. Huh! I snorted in annoyance.


" That! I gave five to brother. We play again, yeah!" Looked at me with a secret smile. " Shy! Change your emotions first." Staring at my sister sharply. Today something seems suspicious. My sister fell silent. His face was like a frightened confused person.


" Why look at that kayak?!" I said as a complaint against myself for my suspicious sister.


Both of his eyes looked nervous. His reaction is getting more and more erratic. " Once, brother! If we want to stop, just stop." He said suddenly giving up. " Today I gave up on you brother." While compiling his picture. Surrender.


" Why did you give up?" Little curious. Drawing the image he used. " No!" Pulling up quickly.


" This is my mother, brother. Engga, hold it in your hands." Little pissed.


" Time can be held. Just look at it! Not taken." It was me who did not accept.


" Here !" As fast as lightning my brother took it. "Don't!" Refused my hand. " Here!" Move away from my seat. " So, you can't!" Close him tightly. " Come, here! I want to see!" Pulling my brother's arm.


Instantly I fell backwards. I lost too. For a moment I sat down and was silent. Staring at my sister with clingy. My mind works for loopholes, when? My sister will be off guard. My eyes looked at him so closely that they could not daydream for a second.


Suddenly, Ha! Got !" Shouted me happily. " Sister, here!" Shouted my brother. Pulling arm. I took his picture and swung it into the air. Looking back and forth while lifting my body up a bit.


Seeing that, my face pias instantly. It turns! Huh! Grunts annoyed.


Plaque!


Throwing her picture into bed right in front of my sister.


" It turns out you're cheating!" Highlight the sharp eyes. " Your Emat turns out, reciprocal is the same picture. You keep winning." Grumpily with annoyance.


Ahaha! Laugh with happiness.


Instantly my sister was silent because she saw me who did not respect her laughter. His face turned guilty of deceiving me.


" Sorry brother, yes!" Smilingly.


Seriate....