ALVIANA {GIRL FULL LUKA}
chapter 6
#Part_06 [More injured
Isoin.
This part is sadder than ever.
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“Sit, silence, and lament the twilight. Count how many wounds this heart has. Sandyakala said it would all end with the sun sinking. However, Arunika replied that the wound will return as the sun rises from the east of the universe.”
alviana Zealand Narendra
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Alviana opened the door slowly. The girl was afraid to wake everyone up because it was late. After receiving his daily salary, Alviana immediately decided to go home and continue studying. Although the salary is not much, however, Alviana still feel happy because the money is the result of her own hard work. At least, his efforts to become independent slowly began to succeed.
The sweet girl rounded her eyes perfectly when she saw the rest of her family standing haughty while looking at her hatefully. Alviana even frowned slightly when she saw Alviona was already crying in Miranda's arms.
Plaque!
Alvin immediately slapped Alviana with all his might until the corner of his daughter's lips was bleeding. Not until there, Alvin also gripped Alviana's chin strong to make the girl grimace sick.
“Why are you ashamed of Alviona, huh?!” The middle-aged man further strengthened his grip.
“Alviana didn't mean it, Pa. Alviana absolutely not—”
Plaque!
Another slap landed seamlessly on Alviana's right cheek. Now, both of her cheeks felt really sore and reddened by the slap her father gave her.
“Do not lie to you!” the sarcasm.
Miranda placed Alviona on the sofa gently. The middle-aged woman gave a small smile to Alviona and immediately walked over to Alviana.
The woman clutched Alviana's wrist firmly. “Bare ya you shame my son! Today you are too much! Aren't you tired every day sickin Alviona, huh?! Ck! I'm ashamed to have a child like you!”
Alviana closed her eyes. Letting her tears fall again. The girl was too tired to resist, her heart was already injured, and her wounds were wet again from the words of her parents just now.
Physical injuries can still be treated. However, liver injuries will be difficult to treat. Even if it has been treated, the scars still remain. The stomach is often starved, the liver is often injured, the physical is always exhausted, the eyes are almost damaged because of crying too often, the hair begins to thin due to too much stress, and the lips are tired always saying the word Sorry.
“I don't need your cries! I don't want to know! From now on, you should stop working and sit all day at home. And yes, I will also not give you money because it is already permuin Alviona!” Alvin's.
“Tapi—”
“If you fight, I will immediately drive you out of this house! You are indeed my biological child, but your nature does not reflect the nature of the Narendra family!” alvin sarcasm.
Alvuana looked down. The girl held her stomach which again felt sore. The hull is not filled at all.
“Why? The laper? Today you will not eat! You dare to shame my son and you must dare to accept punishment from me!” Alvin is back.
Alviana was crying in silence. His cry This time did not make any sound at all because his chest already felt very tight. The girl remembered her days as a child who rarely got food rations, her toys were only former Alviona, and from a young age she had been treated like a maid in the luxurious house owned by the Narendra family.
Alviana was hardly even invited to dinner together, if everyone was enjoying the dish while joking and laughing happily, then not with Alviana who could only see it from afar. Washing dishes and doing homework has been a habit for a long time.
Sometimes Alviana feels like she wants to be free like any other teenager. Even if you just walk around without bearing any burden. Alviana also wants to relax without being required to get good grades, Alviana wants herself to be able to get the love she deserves, and Alviana wants to treat the wound in her heart.
“Ma ...,” says Alviona.
Miranda immediately turned her head and ran a little towards her beloved daughter. “Why, darling?” tanyanya gently. It's very different when he talks to Alviana.
“T-tadi Devano shoot Kak viana. Mama knows, ‘kan? Alviona has long been the same taste of Devano. And Devano even likes Kak viana ana! Alviona wants Devano bales love viona, Ma ..!” The girl complained.
Miranda looked at Alviana sharply. “You heard it yourself, ‘kan? My son is hurt because of you! Why do you think Devano likes you so much? I want ... From now on you stay away from Devano and make Alviona date him!”
“J-so all this time Alviona likes Devano?” Alviana murmuring.
“You're the cry I said, Alviana?!” ask Miranda.
Alviana nodded quickly. “De-denger, really, Ma,” said with a thin smile.
“Judah! Now you wash the dishes and wash all of us! I don't want to know! Anyway tomorrow morning our clothes should be clean! If the shampoo is still wet, even if only a little. I will punish you! Understand?!”
Alviana nodded in response.
Rafael—The first child of the Narendra family came down the stairs in a hurry. The look on his face was so worried that it made everyone confused.
“Pa ... My white t-shirt how can I get dirty in a gini?! Though yesterday was still fine, and now ...” The man complained.
Rafael looked at the rest of his family in turn. “My God who is this filthy?! You know this gift from grandma, ‘kan?!”
Alviona bites her lower lip in fear.Just yesterday, the girl accidentally picked up Rafael's shirt to clean up the spilled coffee on the man's study table. Alona was so scared she couldn't think clearly. And ended the T-shirt Rafael used to clean his sister's desk.
“Papa was busy all day. Many files must be working and there is no time to dirty your T-shirt.”
“A-Alviona was busy doing chores and did not enter the room at all.” Alviona made a fake alibi.
Rafael looked at Alviana fiercely. Now only Alviana has not given a reason.
“Or don't-don't Lo get dirty in my shirt? Ngaku!” snapped it.
Alviana jerked. “Ke-your-fame I took to Brother's room to make anterin coffee, but—”
Devano immediately kicked Alviana's stomach until the girl fell. “So that Lo dirtyin my shirt? You really are, yeah, Lan! I don't think I'm the same Lo! I know you envy the same clothes that my grandmother gave me but not how!”
“Argh! Why do you always find trouble with me! What's wrong with me, Lan?!” Rafael ruffled his hair in frustration. “Ck! I haven't felt at home in a long time!” walk away while leaving the house.
Alvin stared at Alviana sharply. “How-ever you Rafael so go! When are you not having trouble at home? There is always a problem when you are here! Basic child carrier s*al!” his lips.
“Both of my children are suffering because of you! You're actually my son, aren't you? I didn't expect I'd have a son like you!”
Alviona looked excited. “A-Alviona also has sister Kak Viana! If you know going to be kek gini, mending Alviona does not have a sister! From now on, I'm just Kak Rafa, not Kak viana!”
After saying that painful thing, the three of them immediately walked away to their respective rooms.
Alviana held her head that felt pulsating. The girl grabbed her coarse hair until it felt almost out of the scalp. His body was almost shivering with a chest that felt very tight.
“Basic child carrier s*al!”
“I didn't expect I'd have a problem child like you!”
“Now Brother Viona is only Brother Rafa! Not Viana!”
“Sick not being kicked out by yourself?”
“This is due to Lo dare to embarrass Alviona!”
“Ck! So shy about Lo!”
“Mending Lo go, deh, Lan! From Alviona must be Embarrassed because of Lo!”
The words kept circling in Alviana's brain to make her head hurt even more. Her cheeks felt so numb with lips shaking violently.
“Argh!” Alviana hit the floor so hard that her hand was bleeding.
After feeling satisfied venting his anger, Alviana immediately hugged his knee and returned to crying. Her chest feels very tight. There was even absolutely no support when he was at the lowest point like this.
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Alviana stared blankly ahead while wrapping her palm with a cloth. This incident could not escape his mind. Humiliated, humiliated, and reviled by parents and friends. Especially the less in his life. Even happiness never stops for a moment.
After dressing his wound, Alviana walked straight to the kitchen and cleaned the dirty dishes that filled his view. Several times Alviana grimaced as the wound in her hand felt increasingly painful while washing the dishes.
Alviana wiped the sweat off her forehead. The girl glanced at the wall clock which now shows at 23:55. Maybe everyone is asleep. However, not with Alviana who still has to do her homework.
Alviana took her phone on the dining table.this time a chat grub containing almost all students of Bhakti Jaya High School fulfilled her notification. Alviana had to open the Grub to find out whether there was an important notice or not.
Again Alviana had to exhale violently when Lea sent a picture of her working at the Mr. Johnny Resto to the school Grub. Lea really managed to humiliate Alviana. Evidently with several replies to messages that can be considered insulting him.
“Lo teased pantes, vian! Lo is stupid and Lo must be able to withstand all this,” he said with a smile.
The girl with the tiny body put her phone back on and headed to the bathroom to wash all her family's clothes. Alviana could only sigh when she saw so many clothes piling up in the washing machine.
Not want to linger, Alana immediately run the washing machine. The girl didn't want to spend too long. There was still a lot of material he had to learn to face the test tomorrow.
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Alviana's pale lips formed a smile as the clothes she was washing hung neatly on the terrace clothes. The girl immediately picked up her book and went back to study while waiting for the clothes to dry.
There was no fear of Alviana. The girl instead leisurely studied while enjoying the night breeze piercing through her skin.
Alviana looked straight ahead. Memories of childhood events re-entered his mind. Alviana was too small to digest it all. Alviana is still too innocent to blame.
“Old people, friends, friends, I have it all. Why is my destiny not to be happy? Am I too evil? Yes I am evil because it always hurts Alviona and the people around me ...”
The girl laughed blandly. “This is my victim, not you ..”.
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