5 Billion Girls

Compared

The morning sunlight seemed to shine. Even the alarm clock kept ringing, but was unable to wake up an 18-year-old girl who was still asleep with a blanket covering her entire body.

While in the kitchen, a thick-bodied man with hair drizzle dizzy looking for one of his children.

"Mom, where's Viona? It's noon" asked a man named Ronald Harrison. The man slowly sipped the coffee which was seen still emitting smoke.

"Did you forget that kid always wakes up during the day? His life was too good just hitchhiking, eating, school, and after school was still late waking up" replied a woman named Natalie, wife of Ronald.

"He's a slacker, Dad. Always get up at noon" chimpal the shoulder-haired girl who was sitting while enjoying a bread dish studded with strawberry jam.

"The boy, it could be that this hour is still good to sleep. Wake him up, Mom!" ronald's Pinta to Natalie.

Natalie nodded, and walked up from her seat to Viona's room. Natalie shook her head in light of Viona's habit of waking up during the day, and it always upset her with anger.

When she was in front of the door, Natalie pushed violently through Vinona's bedroom door. He saw the person who was in from still under the thick blanket. Then, he grabbed the thick blanket and shook his son's body violently. "Wake, Viona! What time is it? Your father's been waiting downstairs, you want to get his anger back, huh? Wake up!"

Annoyed by Natalie's moving hand, Viona's eyes slowly opened, but the girl closed her eyes again due to the pain in the head.

"A little while, Mom! Ten more minutes! My head hurts a lot," Viona replied as she lifted her blanket back up. She felt unwell, so continued to lie on the bed.

Seeing that, Natalie became furious. He pulled back his blanket and then, clutching Viona's ear. "Wake up, Viona! You think your dad's gonna just shut up and let you sleep, huh? If you don't wake up, I'll use water! It's big still built up, it's just troublesome." Natalie mercilessly nudges Viona's ear to look flushed.

The girl screamed in pain while holding her mother's hand that was in her ear.

"Aw .. pain, Mom. Forgive me! Yes, this I've woken up," said Viona upset and also her eyes were already glazed to feel pain in the ears.

"Bath and we wait in the dining room!" said Natalie to release her hand from the ear, even slightly pushing Viona's head. Viona grimaced holding the ear that felt hot. He stared at the sad back of the woman he loved so much. Never once did he get the love of a mother who was supposed to love him. However, Viona never complained even though she sometimes felt thirsty for affection.

Viona immediately ran to the bathroom, if her mother or her father had shouted, she was finished. Later he was in the law and told to clean the house by himself.

LAMUELA VIONA SAIRA, 18-year-old sweet girl who just graduated high school.

Girls who have lentic eyelashes with slightly large eyeballs, a sharp nose, and thin lips are natural red, and if smiling shows dimples on each cheek. Beautiful, one word that is often heard in the ear for the praise of every man who sees it. Polite, the behavior that Viona has when meeting people.

However, he was less fortunate to have a family. Because what? Because the family he dreamed of in fact always treated himself less well. He often compared her to her brother who was seven years older than her.

*****

"Morning, everyone," said Viona when she was at the dinner table. He stared at the people who were there. Ronald Harrison, the man stared coldly at Viona. His gaze seemed to show annoyance towards the teenage girl.

"Ck, morning, morning, it's noon, Viona." Elsa, the shoulder-haired woman throbbed irritatedly while rolling her eyeballs carelessly. Viona didn't comment on Elsa's words. He was silent without even retaliating his brother's words. Because he is quite sick of every day having to hear the word cynical innuendo.

Indifferently, Viona poured the fried rice onto the plate then, casually sitting opposite each other to Elsa.

"Why are you always up late and always awake? Can't you just wake up on your own and not trouble others?" said Ronald grumbling in annoyance. Regret was seen from the look on his face as if he did not like Viona.

"That's the habit from the past, you kebo." Natalie is also upset while staring at Viona cynically.

The girl just kept bowing because this was her habit. It is difficult to wake up in the morning even though he has an alarm. Viona was lazy to follow the same words almost every morning she received.

"What do you do every night, Viona? Every day, every morning I wake up. Can't you see your sister, Elsa? He always diligently wake up early and always be the pride of parents. Unlike you, getting up in the afternoon, at school is so stupid, and always makes you ashamed of your red values." Ronald was so excited to bring out his mistakes against Viona.

However, the words of her father who always compared her to her brother made Viona look up and say, "I didn't say anything, Dad. It's just that my head is dizzy and hurting, and don't equate me with Elsa. We're two different people" Viona retorted in self-defense. Because of that fact, he felt dizzy and did not feel well and did not want to be compared. That's why Viona woke up late and wanted to be in the room. However, his mother wakes him up and tells him to come down to join the dining table.

"You guys are different, but Elsa is much more to be proud of and often makes you proud of her achievements. But you, can only make Dad angry with all your stupidity and laziness you have. I'm ashamed to have a stupid son like you, I'm ashamed."

"If you're embarrassed why not just throw me away? I don't want to be born into a family that can only compare children. You think I don't get hurt every day compared to the perfect Elsa? I don't want to either, Dad." For the first time, Viona replies to her father's words. He who was about to stay silent became upset because he was constantly associated with Elsa.

And what Viona said infuriated Ronald. "Viona!" he felt unappreciated as a father.

However, their attention was distracted by the pounding and shouting of someone from the front of his house.

Dug ... dug ... dug ....

"Ronald, get out of you! Open the door, Ronald!"