The Story At Dusk And Rain

Section 5

          I walked at a fast pace, occasionally stopping to justify the grocery bag, then continued walking. The road to the house is still running. Every now and then the vehicle passed me, breezed for a moment, then the vehicle went back through. The wind blows slowly, dropping leaves, flying it in no direction. The tree tree swayed gracefully, following the direction the wind blew it. Its leafy leaves protect pedestrians from the scorching sun. My feet kept going, the intersection near the deserted house from earlier. I think my parents are out of town again. That's better for me. That will keep Kino feeling.

         Tiring weekends, tired bodies, tired minds, tired feelings. Somehow revealing it, when the look looked friendly yet the heart was filled with anger. A mixed feeling, a head that could only bow, considered all just bad luck. Can not demand much, just silence and according, expect all to subside soon. But unfortunately things are getting late. Silence enveloped the family room, the sound of the clock was heard clearly, the heartbeat was also heard. I had been lying on the couch for half an hour, just shutting my eyes. Kino's doing her job, auntie's going out, and me? just lying on the couch there was no work or activity I could do. If you think about it again, why was the child watching from afar, there was no way he would have noticed the young lady who had fallen earlier. It makes me a little worried, worried if he does anything bad. Come on, my life's been bad, don't add another bad thing. Ck's a bitch. 

        Night rolled day, the lights in every house started to light up, the windows opened, the curtains closed. Clack.he heard the sound of the door opening, and,

"Auntie comes home..," the aunt's voice breaks the silent atmosphere at home.

"Welcome," I said.

"Have you eaten yet?" ask aunt

"Not yet, I'm preparing, almost done," I said.

Plates began to be laid out, food was served, the three of us ate together as usual. The atmosphere at the dining table was calm, only the sound of plates stumbling on spoons and forks. I was wondering, what happened at dinner last night? Dinner ended, Kino walked up the stairs back to her room. 

"Emmm.. Bi, what happened at dinner last night?" askaku.

"That's it..,"

           I went back to the room, closed the door and walked to the window, sat pensively, embracing my knees. So I see, aunt told me everything that happened at the dinner table last night. Well, naturally Kino said something hurtful, I would do the same. Dad forced Kino to tell him about his daily activities at school, and he wouldn't understand if Kino told him about it. Free quibble to look close to Kino. That's not gonna help. 

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"How's school? Is everything okay?" ask mom,

I just fell silent, when did Brother Yona come back? I'm sick of this stale base. Every time they ask the same question, why are you worried about us? After you left us, you kept walking even though we screamed as loud as you can, you didn't even look back. Wh why? Why are you looking at us now when we get tired of screaming? Why do you look at us when we start to turn? Why are you worried about us when we start to stand strong? Stop acting so shitty!

"Kino, answer your mother's question!" pinta daddy, pinta,

Once again I fell silent, continuing to eat without even a word.

"What?" I said cut dad off talking,

I look worried, trying to stop dad. Grasping my father's hand firmly, but with my eyes fixed on me. Heh! I never even held my hand like that.

"If I told you, would you understand? It's free for me to tell you, no matter what happens to me, will you care? Come on, you guys even left us, why care about us?" I said to them,

Aunty simply fell silent, biting her lips, trying to stay calm in place. I don't think aunty will be able to, aunty stands up from her seat, takes an empty plate of food, takes it to the kitchen.

"Bad!" snapped dad at me, man,

Mother looks more worried, her hands are getting harder trying to stop father's rampage. Aunty's steps came to a halt, aunty just fell silent on the spot.

"Am I wrong? Isn't my speech right? Then why are you angry? Are you angry at the right thing? That's ludicrous, are you really an adult?" I said to Dad again,

I said something outrageous, so why? Everything I said was true, right? I'll never feel guilty, I won't apologize.

"So that's what you said! You brat!" dad's voice started to rise, though,

Klak, there was the sound of the door opening, I think brother has gone home. Mercifully. My gaze was fixed towards the exit, without me noticing, my hand was already raised. Big brother ran as fast as he could towards me with a panicked face, I still haven't noticed what happened. PLAQUE.!! 

" WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!!" brother yelled and pushed dad,

Whahuh? What the hell just happened? Why these? Did you just slap me? This pain in the cheeks, did you do it? Haa... Haha.. So anyway. Even now my tears are reluctant to drip. I think my eyes are bored, shedding tears for the same person. My eyes are tired of crying over the same thing. It was time to stop crying over my parents. Sister...he, crying for me? Is he defending me? Whahuh? What did your brother tell them? I didn't hear what you said, I'm sure you'll stand up for me. Whose hand is this? Is this brother's hand? Yona's feet felt cold, trembling? Is brother scared? Brother took my hand, walking towards my room. Brother just fell silent. 

"Is your cheek bruised? Wait a minute I'll get you some medicine and-"

"Sister," I cut out brother's sentence,

"Thank you! Thank you for not leaving me, for staying with me, for fighting my father for me. Thanks!" kataku sobbing.

Thank you for protecting me, thank you for crying for me. I'll make sure, for the next time, you won't cry anymore, I'll protect you.