Starting to Complain.

One afternoon his father came home drunk. Pointing at his direction he said in an angry manner " You! Come here and massage my head! Did you take care of your younger brothers and sisters?!" Mhel said in a low and trembling tone " yes father".

His father fall asleep while massaging his head. He put him to bed, removed his fathers shoes and lay it on the floor quietly. Mhel look out the window and signals his younger brothers and sisters to stay quite while playing.

He turned his back and look at his father with a sad look. " Father is always like this!" Mhel murmered while going out of the bed. "Mom is away from work and I do not know when will she come home. What is going on? It looks like I am the father and mother of my younger brothers and sisters?" he said in an almost loud voice and look around if someone has heard his complain.