" I'm Not My Beloved Child"

chapter 9 who I am who he is

" it's very tiring" said the father while sitting on the porch chair of the house,

" yes sir" continued mamak while opening the door.

" like no key" said mamak

"the time is Mak" he replied.

" yes sir, not in the key!! ...

* may forget the times children lock the door" said by releasing fatigue in the chair

* may also be " said mom.

mamak went straight into the house, to clean up the items he brought from uncle's place.

a few minutes later, he called:

" Mak make me tea" said the father of the terrace.

"yes" said the mother who was in the kitchen...

after finishing making the tea, mamak deliver the tea to the father who was on the terrace .

because only until , they also relax to relieve fatigue .they also chat with each other and tell me about the disease suffered by my uncle.

a few minutes later...

it was like someone came out of the room and went to another room.

"it seems like there is someone, sir" said mamak directing his eyes into the house.

" just a second sir I saw !!" say my mom again.

he looked inside the house and was still in his position.

mom goes straight to the back ....

and it turned out that the figure had shown itself...

" sister" said mother in surprise ,

" sister didn't go to school??? say mama again

" you are sick" said Mama again

"no" he answered flatly.

he turned his steps to the room, and his mother followed him from behind.

" sister"

if you don't get sick why not go to school...???

like brother is crying again....?

brother's face was pale plus his eyes were red and his eyes were swollen.

" i'm not what Mak is" with

upset because there is a presence of mama.

"so why not go to school" said Mama again.

* mamak out ahhh, I'm lazy to talk with mamak" said brother increasingly upset because with the question asked by mamak to him.

" sister, why are you talking like that!??

who taught you ???

"go outside" while yelling.

mamak was surprised by his attitude that had dared to snap at him

" sister, do you dare to yell???

what big brother problem, until you dare to yell at mama? said mama again.

the father was still on the terrace hearing a noise like noise, he approached the sound..

* what's wrong Mak, I heard like there was a scream" by directing his gaze into the room which position is still on the door of the room.

"sister" why are you home???

brother not school????? he said to his brother, but he did not answer his father's questions

what do you want to be???

skipping school like this, ??? say father again.

"i want to quit school" said the sister, looking at both parents seriously.

"stop" said mamak in shock...

am I going to stop??? still serious about his words

" don't Ngada Ngada you brother" said mamak by taking my brother's speech was not serious.

he was also surprised by the words of his brother.

"what the hell is it, brother?? said the father who did not expect the words of the brother.

" i'm going to quit school anyway" brother was still clueless at his stance.

what would you do if you quit school???

want to be like your friend Imel???

" ever since you became friends with him, have you been getting more and more rebellious?

have you dared to fight parents, even today you skipped school??? said mamak full of emotion with the attitude of the sister who is becoming more and more so.

no connection with Imel Mak,

what the hell do you do bring the name Imel, it has nothing to do with him.!!! said the brother who defended the name of his friend who was brought by mamak.

if it has nothing to do with him, why with you today, until you are willing today to skip school.

can't you show a more exemplary attitude to your sister????

if it's like this, you're acting like you're setting a bad example with your sister???? enlighten your brother to better understand his attitude.

she again she again????

who is he, who am I!!! with a smile

very disappointed when mamak said carrying his sister's name.

" with this attitude, didn't you set a bad example against him???? mamak said again so that brother better understand his meaning

"yes, if the child is not considered like this, it is always wrong!! .

why mamak , care about me mamak mamak just give this advice advice, for your favorite child!!! saying it is getting disappointed at what mom said.

"dear what do you mean, brother??

mamak who does not understand what brother means

yes, my mother's favorite child, who my mother is always proud of, who I always praise, who I always pamper."

a sense of disappointment that was spoken from the mouth of my brother.

you guys never distinguish you??

mamak dear to you two.. What difference do you see so can you judge if you distinguish between you??? increasingly do not understand the attitude of the brother.

the father who had been silent, could only look at the dispute between his son and his mother

"already Mak, let him alone first, maybe he needs calmness.maybe at this time he does not want to tell the problem.

the father who rubbed the shoulders of the mother who was right again the emotion of the attitude of the brother.

"since when do you care"

he said, expecting no defense from his father.

" you're not busy with your selfishness."

so don't care about me, I'm a big boy, take care of myself.

just take care of the child you are proud of. Isn't he the best, don't demand me to be the way you want me to be, just sue him, maybe he can give you what you want . Out loud brother says the sentence said yes.

I can't be proud of you, I'm a dissident child, where can a dissident child be made proud!!!

is that Mak??? said sister.

" sister"

mamak increasingly does not understand your words!!!

if this continues your attitude, not our parents lose, but you later.

do you not think at all. With this attitude you show your weakness from your incompetence, even you blame others.

and today you asked to quit school, and,

it's up to you, if that's what you think is best for you, please ..

mamak will not forbid, which determines whether you will become just you.

if you think we're your parents don't care about you, it's up to brother.

we as parents can only give as much as we can.

and we don't distinguish yourself from your sister. If you feel that way, you should be able to introsvect yourself.not blame others for your incompetence!!! mamak firmly said his towards Kareena's sister was very disappointed at the attitude of the sister, who was increasingly selfish with the breath of attraction.

whatever brother!! mommy mamak left...

no more concern for the attitude of my brother.

" sister don't think that no to us your parents, we love you both said the father said to his brother softly.

you realize, because of our egoism as parents, even we are not aware of the attitude we make, making you like this.

while hugging my sister tightly.I'm sorry we're your parents yes,

who doesn't understand how you feel now!!

by rubbing the hair of the sister, who turned out to be the brother from earlier had cried in the arms of the father.

at school:

" why is your face war" Erni said as she held onto my cheek

sick er ! yell at. pain.

sorry sorry.... Why is that bruise??? erni said that feeling guilty has made me feel pain.

kissed!!! I said as long as I answered

ahhh kissed??? kiss who???? erni said seriously for your words just now.

kissed same....!!!! who is the same.....???

I said to tease erni to be more curious...

where is there if kissed so bruised!!!said Erni ... with kentus

is... Is this the proof??? say again ,

horrified as well, if kissed to the side??? keep on you also kiss kiss kiss, still a child already kiss snazzy kiss!! said Erni again.

" kissed the same....

same.... Erni's asphalt????

when I kissed a man, I can hang my father!!! kataku.

" ohhh, same asphalt" with plain

how does it feel to smell the same asphalt, ???said erni while teasing me

it tastes like rujak, there is acid, salty, there is spiciness....

hahahaha, we laughed together.

Ting .....

Ting......

Ting.....

the bell rings a lesson sign will begin.

those of us who are engrossed in storytelling dismiss, and take our books to start lessons.