6 6 LaRousa looks back

She was gentle and cheerful and proud of her mother.

I raise myself without a nanny and support my busy father, but take time to listen to my story. In most of the natural territory where I spend most of the year, I started my martial arts and magic training, and on a calm sunny day I made my own lunch and held my hands to take me to a picnic.

When I was 7 years old my brother or sister lived on my mother's belly. He with his father? She? I waited for the birth of. I did not doubt that I would be more and more happy.

When she finally noticed her mother and prayed with her hands crossed, she ran with a footprint that seemed like a father with a blue face.

"Laruza, hurry to your mother!"

"Yes, yes!"

When she ran to her mother's bedroom, she lost her colour, and her white mother exhaled zealously.

"Mom?"

"... I love Larousa ... I love you ... more than anyone ... remember ... cute ... Laurea ..."

She breathed a thin breath and my mother was called to heaven. As his father cried and stunned, he noticed that Martha, the maid's head, was holding a small baby in the corner of the room. We approached slowly and gently.

"La Lousa Bocha. My sister."

The teary Martha crouched and made me look good to me.

The baby was small, fleeting and had black hair with me. When Martha eased her eyelids opened slightly. Eyes with glitter and stars shining in black, just like my mother.

"Uhhhh!"

Does this little sister live without knowing her mother? On this gentle and warm mother. I was loved. The mother of a solid thing who has a real feeling and leaves words like a useless press. Nevertheless, she never knows her mother's love.

"Wow, oh, oh ..."

I kept crying over my father.

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Selefione was raised by Martha. The milk was given to a woman in the territory for a while, but was switched to porridge in just a few months. My sister complains and sleeps asleep.

My father worries me and stays as close as possible at home, eats together and reads a book before sleeping, as my mother did.

"Father, please read the book to Serefione not me today."

"Lalooza, I don't have to work hard just because I'm an older brother. I don't know because Serefione is still a baby."

He gently strokes me gently. No, it is not. I just want to be back. I had been reading the book every day since I was born.

Her sister was raised by Martha and Enrique and grew into a pretty little lady with dark eyes. She stays quietly in her own room, without any effort or self-assertion. She thinks she's cute, full of features similar to her, but she can't reach out and play. You have already received a lot of things. A younger sister that I can never get. Looking at her sister, she was almost crushed by guilt.

At that time, my father was poorly sharpened, so he had more jobs and he could not return home. Finally, he was forced to take over the Finance Minister, leave the territory, and stay in the royal capital indefinitely. Father explained that he would return home after a long time and move to us. Then

"Dad, please come here.

My father and I opened our eyes. I didn't know my two-year-old sister was able to talk so far. And the content ... it's in the way ...

"What is that ..."

My father hurriedly picked up Selefione, sitting in a small chair.

"My selfie, isn't it annoying? No, don't say that!"

The younger sister tilts Koten with his mother's innocent eyes.

"But ... I'm not afraid of anything. Here I'm right and I'm calm. I don't hurt."

My younger sister was too smart to make a sad decision that was almost two years old.

"Serefione, yeah! You're the daughter who gave birth to life! No, it's different! Selefi? Dad would be useless without Selefi. Please come with me! Please! "

"But ..."

For the first time, his sister was embraced by his father violently, and his expression was puzzled. I let my cute sister look like this ...

When he moved to the royal city, his father found time to walk with his sister. I was relieved. My father invited me with me, but refused to do my homework. I wanted my sister to feel the affection of my father ... I just didn't know what attitude to take.

I want to be so cute that I won't say anything wrong again, but I'm hoping for my happiness and leaving my sister lonely. That is. The more you think, the steeper the face you think, and Serifione gently retires to her room.

"Mom ... what should I do ..."