CREATIONS
First Punishment
That afternoon while watching tv accompanied by my mother while sewing the pants that have been torn, while looking at the clock hand that runs slowly approaching to the number 4, he said, this heart began to fret want to ask permission to mother to play with friends sabaya out there, the fear and fear of haunting, these lips were locked but this desire is getting stronger.
Not for some time the sound of steps together from the outside increasingly sounded very clear, looking back at the shadow from the door of the house there was a seal of the horde towards stepping into the residence.
Remember once yesterday had promised with friends for this afternoon chasing kites. Not long after the sound of their cries calling my name to come out, my mother who was busy sewing turned to me and said
“That's something nyamperin like it's your friend”, asked Junior's mother while sewing.
“Ya ma'am... . that's my friend who wants... invited kite play, then he”, Junior subdued his gaze and said less clearly.
Saying you already samperin your friend out there, you want to play”, said Junior's mother.
“Ya ma'am I play kite with friends, But ma'am.. said father do not play with children kampung later said I became naughty”, replied Junior in a slow tone.
“Main kite right, do not play strange-odd”, mother with a smile looking lovingly.
“Ia ma'am, but if you know I play with friends of this village can be angry let alone kite outside the house can be beaten litib”, replied Junior with a frightened face.
“Ya already you manya do not overtime, remember the time when it is 5 pm you immediately go home quickly so that you do not know you play this afternoon, just calm down junior father came home at 05.30. But remember the same time do not miss mai-can you be punished again, the mother is not strong to see you in temurin and in law”, replied Junior's mother while stroking her child's forehead.
“Thank you ma'am for your understanding and permission, Jimi promised to remember the time and before 5 o'clock, have arrived back here”, junior reached out his hand and shook hands.
Then greet them and meet them out there who a few minutes ago was waiting.
"Ma’af yes. has made you wait long”, Junior said to his theme.
"It's still a long time ago" they answered together.
‘'Ah relieved to hear all your answers. I don't think so" said Junior.
“Ya be Junior ngak may not be so apalibih we have planned from yesterday", said Laki.
Finally we all walked together towards the field while telling stories.20 steps walked from them could ask me with a curious face.
“Junior really your face is very strange so rich in fear that, you do not end up looking at the devil right?", asked Deni.
"Let's just there's nothing, you're just too airy. I finished eating ama tembang", Junior answered casually so that they do not know the real events.
‘'Oh so... have you been drinking boiled water?", the man asked again.
"Udah. What's wrong, brooo" replied Junior.
"It's okay our Junior is just ngigetin because we will run desperately to chase kites break up" said Laki while telling.
"Who is my boss", Junior replied excitedly as he held onto his shoulder and gave a smiley welcome.
Then speed up our footsteps to get to the destination, all pairs of eyes look up at the ceiling watching the kite sprinkling is complaining to prove who is good.
We quickly chased after him with all our might, not looking ahead just focused on looking up at the sky where he fell, he said, it seems like the flight is getting higher because the afternoon wind was very strong so that the distance of the tour is getting farther away no matter far or near the most important to get it.
It looks like the kite will fall down to the house that is being built, they all lower the tempo of the running speed, do not know because it is too posing power
Then I added a running speed, jumped very high to get a kite and finally got it.
Aw...don't know what this palm touches . Then I saw his feet hit by nails. Directly this blood rose 100% to withstand the pain that did not feel stuck in the sole of his left foot.
As more and more blood dripped, his friends saw his wounded theme quickly approaching and helping out.
The panic and fear grew so I couldn't stand normally like before. It was not strong to get up, then I sat down while looking at the wounded leg money stuck.
They all help us to deliver home. Worry does not want you to see something like this. Can-can be a small problem rich in gini can be a big case and will add to dizziness.
Walking closer to the front door staring towards the front of the house, exhaling deeply to prepare between escaping not to meet the father or will today be in the law.
Walking a step towards the door suddenly the shadow of a big man came out to greet with a smileless face as if holding back emotions then approached.
What's wrong with you?", asked Alex, Junior's father.
“Ma’af sir I got hit by pakive”, replied Junior with a frightened face.
(Junior Father Alex, then he asked a collectible question)
"You can hit the nail, do you walk not see, have a saying!", asked the Junior father tightly.
(Junior, I answered my father's question)
"Sir, I was running around chasing a kite by accident to tip a nail until this left leg is injured in a blood splatter" said Junior.
Then he did not ask again and turned his body into the house. There is something strange in my mind
Unlike usual angry emotions, I diligently think about the little thing. Some time father came out while holding a buckle made of leather and approached me.
As this heart grew more afraid. I pulled my hand to get rid of the crowd of friends. In a loud voice, he told me to take off my clothes
It was unthinkable for you to lift that clasp to your body so many times. So that I can be caught for what has been done. I cried out in pain over the lash that made this body turn red
Then he stopped the lash and told me not to play again with the village children.
I also told him not to be whipped again. Friends saw I was being punished by my father.They were pseudo with frightened faces left with a run for a bit.
Looking at them and walking into the house in a state of pain while crying.
‘'You have been told not to play out with the village children" said Alex, his father Junior with a loud voice full of anger scolding.
