The Struggle of a Child

The Struggle of a Child
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Hearing my father's words my body immediately trembled.


"Deek, Dad must be mad at you." I said flatly. Staring at my sister.


"I don't know, brother, usually you never get angry, but this I don't know brother." My sister said softly looking at me.


My sister also spread her body looking at the corner of the wall while muttering little. Staring at me once in a while with anxiety. Her locked mouth makes me feel a little sorry.


My father, if he's angry, no one will be able to ease him, other than my brother's tears. But this time I don't know if it will happen? The big question mark is now in my heart. Huddled inside of me innocently.


My brother's often glowing face is now dim as if struck by lightning.


"Sister, if you're angry with me today, I'm sad at you." Said my sister staring at him. Sit down and bow down.


"So don't know the deck, are you mad at you?" Continue with worry.


"It would be nice if my heart was scolded by Dad." Said my sister back, looking at me.


"Whose heart?" Ask me want to know.


My sister looked at me while playing with her blanket. His panicked face continued to stare at the mute wall of the room.


"Sir, we're playing!" Take my sister while directing her eyes to see a small clear box.


"Main what? I looked at my sister full of question marks.


"Main of this." Reply brother. Walked.


"Second, where might we play that." Reject me harshly.


"Why brother?" Ask my sister sadly. Removing his grasp from the clear box.


"That's a marbles." I said spontaneously.


Instantly his face turned clear. He sat back on the edge of the bed with his face bent. His blank glances he threw down looked at the floor.


Sitting still like a statue as if lamenting her being hit by unlucky today.


I just kept quiet to see my brother who was screwed up about his fate today. My pity face stared at his silence. My weak fingers are eager to greet my brother who was hit today because of his own actions.


It was very desirable for me to lighten his load and take out all his problems so that he could smile freely as usual.


"Son, please tell Daddy!" Pinta my sister gently. "So you're not mad at me." Looked at the floor anxiously.


Hearing my sister's request made me even more confused. I don't know what to do to help my brother and to defuse my father's anger.


"Sir, what should you tell Dad." I said slowly and flatly. Looking at my brother who is still ambiguous to his problems.


"Say my brother Daddy, don't get angry again, so brother." Reply to my sister with a pleading face.


Seeing my sister so big put hope in me made me even more frustrated. Whahuh? What I'm gonna tell my dad to help my brother. Those words just kept haunting me and making questions that tortured me so much.


It seems like I'm going to be depressed all day facing my sister who's come back to torment me. Small grunts continued to be present in my heart.


My brother's real face looks depressed imagining my father's anger will attack him right now.


I continue to struggle with endless problems. My little screams are sounding louder.


" Deck, I don't dare ask Dad, what do you want?" Reject me gently. Squeezing my little fingers with a grinning face.


Hearing my rejection my sister spontaneously turned her face to look at me.Both eyes are now flushed and glared with a tight face. His sharp eyes glared at me without blinking. My sister's face seemed to hold a deep vexation for me by clenching her hands tightly.


"I don't want to help you this time." Indict my sister with great emphasis.


"Nobody wants a deck, but you know for yourself, don't you, what kind of father?!" Continue with nervousness. Seeing my sister staring at me.


"Son, just help me out this once." Pinta my sister with a pleading face.


Hearing my sister's request with her pleading face, made me grasp a demand that bound me firmly.


The weak me had to rack my brain thinking of saving my sister. My face now looks so looking for a way out for my sister. Looking around with both balls of my eyes while squeezing my little fingers.


I stayed too long in silence to see everything. The long time I waited to sit down and fell silent remembering what answer I would give to my sister, further draining my soul's emotions.


"Dek just use your tears to save you from Dad's tantrums later." I said straightforwardly. Shifting my tired body.


"What?!" My sister was surprised. "That can't be brother." My sister then swung her hand into the air with a slight annoyance.


"Then what deck should you do to help." I asked my sister by restraining my emotions.


"What you know." Reply to my sister with a calm face.


The longer I argue with my sister the more upset I get. There will be no final solution to our little quarrel. The longer I get depressed between them.


I who struggle so hard with my pain must now be faced with ambiguous problems.


Sometimes I stared straight ahead with a face filled with all the thoughts that filled my little head.


My hard sister kept giving me an ultimatum that seemed unable to break let alone have to come out.


It's like this isn't fair to me. He who does, my angry father, is the one who is oppressed.


My sister was sitting right in front of me. She kept waiting for my answer to save her.


"Let's help me, brother." Pinta my sister's back. Seeing me with a stark face.


"Later deck brother....." Spontaneously I stopped my words. Run out to see my dad.


"Liyan!" Shouted my father.


"Yes, Dad." My answer approached my father. Standing next to my father.


"Where's your sister? Ana." Ask dad. Cookout.


"In Dad's room." Answer me slowly.


"What are you guys in the room?!" Ask my contact mom to know. Gawking.


His creepy look made me shut up and stared. My little lips are now tightly locked, I speak a thousand languages.


My mother who stood in front of me made me feel shackled.


"Liyan, call your sister, hurry!" Pinta my father slowly. Putting food on the plate.


"Good Dad." My solute. Walked.


"Sir." Call me. "To tell Dad to come out." Excite me quietly while brushing the curtains of the room.


Spontaneous my sister turned her face to look at me anxiously. He dragged his feet slowly and looked down.


Looks so heavy my sister approached my father. From his face it was as if he did not want to see my father.


I who walked followed his steps from behind with my weak body, saw him so lazy.


"Sister, what are you doing calling me?!" Ask my sister curiously. Stop and look at me.


" Sister doesn't know the deck." Answer me slowly. Stand up and look at my sister.


"Nobody doesn't know. Huh!" Whisper my sister slowly in annoyance. Walked.


"Liyan!" Call my Dad.


"Sit there and eat!" Father's orders. Put the plate in my hand.


"It's not finished, eat first, sit there!" My father commands with a sharp eye.


"Good Dad." Follow my sister slowly and bow. Take a plate and sit next to me.


My face and my sister's face looked so tight from fear not to mention my father's face that was so tight with anger that filled his soul that it made me and my sister tremble and silent a thousand languages.


My contact mother, who was sitting in the middle of us with her plate full of fill, looked at us intently.


His mouth that continued to chew food slowly sat cross-legged and silent as well.


My sister and I whispered to ourselves.


"Sir, what will happen next?!" Asked my sister whispering in the ear while swallowing her food.


Spontaneously I was a little surprised to hold my food in the middle of my throat hearing the whisper of my sister landing in my ear.


Instantly I turned my head to look at my sister with a face as if confirming what my sister said.


"What's going to happen?!" I asked back to whisper quietly in my sister's ear to know.


"Where do I know! I'm just like big brother." Chirps my sister who is struggling with food in front of her.


Huh!


Instantly I turned my pale face away from my sister who tried to tempt me with her ambiguous words.


"Let's see your dear mother is a sister, she's so serious about her food." My brother's joking looks at me.


Hearing my sister's babble that kept haunting my ears made me shift my seat slightly away from her.


"Just eat your food, finish it!" Push me on my sister. Look at him flatly.


My sister immediately silently looked at me from a distance while turning her lips forward. Highlight his sharp eyes staring at me with an annoyed face.


"Liyan, have you finished eating?!" Ask dad. Looked at me and looked at my sister.


"Not Dad." I answered slowly while shaking my head.


"Why not?" Asked my father with sharp eyes. Looked at me and my sister back.


I who was astonished by my father tried to glance at him from the tail of my eyes saw my father who looked at me and my brother with our small quarrel.


"Ana, what are you doing?!" I slammed my mom into staring at my sister sharply.


My sister was shocked and turned her head spontaneously.


"Don't talk to my son like that, I don't like it!" Cut my father with sharp eyes. Sit in a chair. " If you don't like to see my son tell me, let me scold my son." Sergey my father looked at my mother.


"I thought you'd be defending your son on this one." My mother satirized me with annoyance.


"What's the problem for you if I defend my son or not. I don't think it's that important to you." But my father threw his eyes back from my mother.


"Oh! It doesn't really matter, so you're assuming I'm here." Mum's grumbling my chauffeur. Stand up.


"You don't need to be considered anything, just shut up and follow my orders." My father said loudly.


"Oh, there's nothing to consider, heh!" Snide laugh. "Just order you never see me." Mother's whining I'm connecting with her upset.


"Look at you say! What to see." Scream my father a little higher. Stand up. "Didn't you go out and go home as you please." My father stared at my mother sharply.


"God! That's all you're having trouble with." My mother said, grinning. "Is there another problem?!" Sorry mom, my connection. Turned his face away from my father.


"You've always been fishing for a fuss in my son's face!" Whisper my father with great emphasis. Go disappear from the presence of the woman and us.


"Every moment is always your son and your son!" He muttered in annoyance, staring at me and my sister.


My weak body was again stunned to hear him. My weak little hand spontaneously let go of the plate I held. The glass sitting next to me trembled when I touched it.


My sister's shrill voice sounded trembling as she muttered to herself in fear. Her plain face was now drenched in sweat of anxiety. Her fingers holding the spoon now came apart instantly slamming the plate.


"Sister, I'm afraid that the same woman's father keeps fighting." My sister said softly. Approaching me.


"Don't be afraid of the deck, just calm down." My proposal to my sister.Groaning her shoulders.


My mother's face was so sharp she looked at me as if she wanted to swallow us up and throw us out.


"It's all because of you two." Snapped our mother, stared at me sharply. "Particularly you!" Our contact mother's hardship is full of emphasis. Pointing my sister.


"Why don't you just love your other family so there's no thorn in this house." Smash that woman at my sister. "You too! Staring at me with a cruel.


My eyes were so frightened looking at her now looking down at my legs folded and silent a thousand languages while hugging my frantic sister.


His violent breaths staring at me carried the woman away disappearing instantly.


"Liyan, where's your sister?!" Call my dad with a little scream. Stepped over.


I was immediately aghast looking at my sister who had a furious face and turned to look at the end of the floor with a powerful stomp of my father's feet.


"Sister." Hugged me tight. "I'm afraid Dad's gonna scold me back." With his voice.


"Stranquilize deck." Hugged my sister.


"Liyan, why are you so scared?" Ask my dad to look at us.


Seeing my father standing in front of me. I rolled my eyes with two balls throwing a glance at the tip of my father's foot.


Even my weak little mouth was forced to open my father's question nervously, "E-engga father." Answer me with lies.


"Why are you?!" Reprove my father. Stand up.


"No-no Dad." Welcome my sister with a stammer. Looking down at the floor.


"Dad will give you a hard warning." My father said in a slightly raised voice. "From tomorrow onwards there is no reason not to go to school for you." Emphasisfully. Whatever the reason you have to go to school." Staring at my sister sharply.


My brother's body was so shaky to hear what my father said. He was silent while squeezing his clothes. Her bitter lips tried to force her to make a sound.


"Dad." Stray with slowly. "If Ana's sick how's Dad?" Ask my sister to know. Sit looking at the floor.


"Look at your pain. " Tandas my father. Walked.


My sister's lips instantly shook hearing everything. Her tears were unstoppable. My innocent face was immediately sad to see my sister who was so sliced. My weak little body now makes me even more helpless. My legs also felt like they were going to be free to support all the burdens I faced.


My sweat is not paid off considering all the commotion that did not end until this moment.


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