The Struggle of a Child
Doctor room

Both my eyes are soft. Staring at my father who was standing from my place. The panic that shook at this moment made everything red.

That woman is so sad today. The glare of his sharp eyes made me drown in fear.

The crowded hospital made me carried away in silence. The souls of those who crossed so swallowed my weak body.

" Liyan, don't stand there. Go there find a seat for you." The screech.

Staring at. " It's Mom!" Go past his leave by dragging my weak legs a little shuntai. The weak little body I dragged forcefully away from the place I was stopping by.

" Listen, don't go anywhere! You'll be my job again, looking! Wasting time!" With a slightly raised voice.

Walk slowly and stop the steps. Silence hearing his words. Look straight ahead without looking back.

Behind him he kept talking about my sickly self. I want to scream in rebellion. However, with the circumstances flanking me forced me to be silent like a statue.

" Liyan, let's hurry!" Manarik. So that makes my weak body want to fall.

With a stutter I tried to hold back so I wouldn't fall. My feet were so stifled that they stepped in his strong steps. People who walk so tight flanking my weak body. Makes my breath so tight.

" Liyan, be careful! It's so crowded. Look at your path!" Attentively.

"Let's Mom!" Walked.

So many hospitals are surrounded by neatly arranged chairs. We pass slowly.

There were so many people waiting for the call. Some daydream with empty eyes. Someone is busy with drafting the files. Some are busy silencing their fussy children. Someone opened his lunchbox to just fill his empty stomach. Some laugh to enjoy the hospital so tired.

Some walked staggeringly dragging their feet so quickly to see a doctor. That's what I am right now. Must walk fast. Following my mother who stepped in front.

" Liyan, hurry! that's the doctor's room." Grasping my hand.

Both balls of my eyes immediately stared at the room pointed at by him. I see, trembling I look at him.

" Mom, I'm afraid !" Quailed.

" Fear!" Stared at. "Don't be afraid. The doctor is not bad. Yesterday, you saw the doctor.

Okay, right!" Emphasis-filled.

" But, Mom. I'm afraid of the syringe." With shrewd.

" ah! that's it's okay. Kan, it's just a syringe. The syringe doesn't hurt." Convincingly.

Hearing him say the syringe didn't hurt and his doctor was kind. Makes me feel like I want to choose. Good doctor and sick syringe.

My thoughts along the way kept thinking. My heart is so happy to remember the doctor. But, as soon as I remembered the syringe my heart returned with fear.

" We'll wait here!" Release her grasp.

I also turned around to sit in the waiting chair.

" Sit here! Listen don't go anywhere." Swinging his index finger into the air. Alert.

" Okay, Mom." I answered spontaneously while nodding.

He also turned his body away from me.

At the door he stopped. There were several nurses working inside. They're so busy. Someone stood up to call the patient. Someone wrote some paper. Someone's received a new patient file. Like, my mom's in touch right now. Bring my medical records to hand them over. To be examined by the doctor who will handle me.

From the place I live today. I didn't really hear what the two of them were talking about. They look so serious with tight faces.

Sometimes my mother looks to me. It was as if he was saying something about me.

I saw him so curious. I want to run to them. Find out what they're talking about.

My mother's affection so interested me to look at her sharply.

Seeing all his movements that stared at me occasionally from a distance.

So did the white-clothed nurse. He was so sharp to see me. Following what the woman before him said.

His face shows me the seriousness of seeing me. Makes me even more excited to approach them and find out.

My mother was so comfortable standing there. He looks with a henchman without thinking of me. His words, which gave me the warning earlier were so binding on me that they could not make me move.

His face was still clearly visible in front of me when he had given me such a pressing warning. His sharp eyes glared at me.

Instantly, I paused my intention to walk up to her with question marks piling up in my mind.

They look like panicked people. When, looking at my medical records and seeing myself sitting quietly waiting.

The nurse was seen occasionally opening up sheet by sheet. Look at me and see the medical records he has in his hand.

His face, so anxious was seen as he read the medical sheet he held in his hand.

My mother's spontaneous face also changed. When, the nurse spoke while looking at the medical records she held.

He looks beaten. His face was sad for a moment. Silence is like hearing bad news that hit him suddenly.

His body now looked silent, limp helpless. His hands are now seen falling.

I was so panicked to see it. Wanted to step however, helplessly. My courage disappeared instantly. My anxiety makes me depressed.

I feel like my life today is so heartbreaking. Lived but helpless. A long time has bound me with his will. He's taking me around as he pleases. Moving me as he pleased. Slap me as hard as he can.

He never gave me any space. Not to step foot into this creepy hospital. She smiled at me who was scared. Shaking, when about to occupy a chair, face to face with a doctor. Moreover, when her doctor showed her a scary syringe. Give bitter medicine.

Huh! I want to find another hospital. Hospitals with no syringes and bitter medicine.

But, my father was so happy when he heard the hospital. As if, my father was sure, that the hospital could cure me. But, that is inseparable from the efforts and prayers to the Creator.

Both of my neutrals are still staring at my mother who looks like she wants to come to me soon. His face that seemed to have been struck now began to gradually disappear.

The nurse was tight. Pun, look relaxed. Meanwhile, the sound that filled the hospital seemed to fill the air. There it is, so many voices are heard. The sound of crying children and the voice of the mother who silences her child. The sound of spirit-inspiring laughter from each other rang through my eardrums.

They look so tough. I too will drift to their shores. The bitter pills that came over did not make my spirit dim.

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Instantly I was swept away in my creepy and pleasant daydream.

Liyan!

Instantly I flinched, wavering like a panicked person.

" Dream about your work!" Gawking. " Come fast!" Pulling arm. Walk first.

Inevitably with a heavy heart and stride I was forced to follow his orders. Without many words I walked slowly.

" Mommy! What's he saying, I'm being injected?" Looking at my contact mother. Walked.

" No! We were just told to see a doctor!" Resolutely.

" Mommy, if I get injected. I don't want to." Protest.

" Be calm, no one wants to inject you." Emphasis-filled.

Even our steps did not seem to have stopped at the door. Instantly, my weak legs trembled. My stinging eyes looked down at my stalled feet.

" Let's go in!" Greet a nurse. Opens door.

" Please sit down Mother!" By swinging his hand.

My eyes were so dull that I saw the room I had entered before. The heart rate in the chest was pounding erratically looking at all who were sitting in the room.

For a moment I was numb to see it. The chair I was sitting in was laughing at me. I tried to neutralize it to control myself. Exhaling slowly while staring blankly.

" Where's Mom's son." Look at the medical records that lie before him.

" This is Mom!" Pulling myself slowly.

" What are there complaints, Mother? I see her record the heat hasn't gone down yet either. How long has it been? The heat doesn't go down." Flip the next sheet.

" Since taking the medicine. The heat is still high sometimes cold too."

" Never come down at all." Wanna know.

" Down dock! But it didn't last long after it rose back in heat. A few hours later the heat goes up." Trying to explain.

" Is the medicine not routinely taken?" Seeing my mother connect me. " Normally, every child who takes the prescription medication I give them is cured immediately. There are no complaints. But what about a mother's child like this? Does he have a history of other diseases, such as malaria or dengue fever, so. Why did it get this long? Kan, pity Mom's son." Small hissing.

Instantly, my mother was silent to the doctor's words. Stare at me softly. Spontaneous soul to her mother out.

" He's a doctor! We don't have money yet." My mother said to me with a light.

The doctor immediately fell asleep to hear the outpouring of my mother's heart. Pulling his lips and sighing harshly.

" All right, Mom. Now we'll check his blood first to confirm his illness." The young doctor.

" Good Mom!"

The young doctor gave a piece of paper to the nurse he had written.

" Let's follow me." The nurse's orders went first.

We followed the nurse. Following him stepped into an even more sinister room. My eyes were so wide open that I looked around the corner. Silent and bright. So many strange machines and lights.

People dressed in white also look cross-legged by covering part of their faces. Each holds a small oval-shaped tube. I saw a small tube containing a thick, red blob.

Seeing that, I was immediately satisfied to see it. My face instantly silent looks so tight. Walk with a little bit of a snot. Putting on a slightly scared face.

" Mommy, I'm scared." Grasping his fingers tightly.

" Look easy!" Staring at me in the shade. Tranquilize.

The nurse walked in front of us. Seen to stop in a room that is located the most unjung. He entered while handing over the file he had brought. Talking to the person dressed in white while staring at me.

Those of us who walked a little behind immediately approached the room. Stopped at the door waiting for the next order.

" Mom, I put the file inside. I'm waiting here for the next checkup. They'll call and tell you how?" The nurse came out of the room and closed the door. Disappear.

" Good Mom." Put your head down a little.

After that! Not long after the man dressed in white came out and called out to me from behind the door.

" Let's Mom. Please bring her son in. With courtesy. Stared at.

We also entered. Once inside the room. Instantly my breath stopped to see the syringe that would be stuck into my body.

" Let's sit here!" The person commands while swinging his shot into the air.

My weak body is frozen. Forced to move following the orders of that person. Trembling felt my entire tiny body. My hand gripped my finger tightly.

My pale plain face is so tight. My eyes glared at him and did not blink.

" Sister, come here!" Sit in a chair.

My feet were silent on the floor like they were hit by glue. Stepping heavily and releasing the grip that held my feet.

I sat down in the chair. Right next to him with a syringe.

" Put his hands here, deck! Like this!" Showing by holding my hand.

Look at the syringe that's about to land on my hand. My reflexes pulled him away instantly.

Oops! The man was surprised to see it too.

" Deck, don't sift through that. The syringe will be broken." Little pissed.

" Why sus? Ask my contact mother. " Why are you doing that?" Staring at me sharply. " Now, don't be afraid!" Tranquilize.

" I'm scared!" With a soft tone of voice. Seeing my mother connect me. The crystals fell on my cheeks.

" Grandpa! Don'tbeafraid. It's not hurting. Just one second! It doesn't hurt. Just like in an ant bite." Staring at me with a soft voice.

" I dare not! I'm scared!" Stay away from the chair.

" Deck, do nothing! This doesn't hurt. Let you get well soon." The man's seduction calmed me down.

" Here fast! That, listen to what the brother said." My mother said. Pulling arm.

With a beating and shaking heart. My great fear enveloped me. Makes me like crazy.

" But I'm scared!" I said back. Sit in a chair.

" If you're afraid don't look. Just close his eyes." Pinta the guy.

I closed my eyes like I was hypnotized. Stretched my hand.

" Don't open his eyes!" Tied my arm with a tourniquet.

Not how long. " Nah, it's done. It doesn't hurt." Stick to cotton that has been given alcohol.

Spontaneously I opened both my eyes. The smile of the sumringah was immediately released from my small lips.

It feels so slab. The bond that made me look like a rock is now gone.

" It doesn't hurt!" My mother said.

My reflexes pulled my lips to look at him.

" A minute, Mother. Let's check it out first. Please wait outside." Opens door.

" good!" Step out.

We sat in our chairs to wait for the results of the examination. My heart feels so happy. Apparently, the syringe didn't hurt.

The two of my neutrals looked into the room covered with glass doors. He was busy checking my blood.

I felt like I was breathing fresh air. After going through everything I've been through today. Look around the closed room.

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