I'm Starla you don't think I am
MY STORY (Starla 1)

My name is Gian Starla Putri, I am 20 years old. I am the second of three children of Aditama and Jeni Arita Rindia.

I have an older brother named Jesi Rinda Aditama and Kira Arta Aditama. I don't know why I'm the only one who doesn't have my father's last name, Aditama, even just me who calls him Dad while my other brother calls him papi.

not only that, but Jeni's mother also did not allow me to call her mami like my other brothers.they seemed to treat me unfairly not just a name but in everyday life, even my father can only be silent if he sees me being treated badly by my mother and my two brothers. Until now I also do not understand the reason for what.

"Cringggggggggg"

the sound of a alarm clock on the nightstand of my bed. I woke up at 03:00 in the morning. I've been used to waking up like that since I was in 2nd grade Junior High.Even in the clock hours the house person can still enjoy his dream but I have to wake up. Not without reason, but because of the task Jeni's mother gave me that I had to do. One of them was cleaning the whole house and preparing breakfast for the whole house.

usually this job used to be a little light I did because there was still someone to help me, which was Minah. but since the husband made Minah sick with a heavy heart Minah had to stop working at our house two years ago, even though she was the one who took care of me from childhood to adulthood. now I'm the one doing the housework without anyone's help.

"wuaiiiiiiiiiiii.." (i yawned while rubbing my eyes).

"ah come on Starla don't be lazy, there are still many tasks waiting for you." (my words to myself)

As soon as possible I move from the old bed my brother who can be said to be unfit to use because one side of the iron mattress has begun to stand out (springbed). I swung my feet towards the bathroom near the kitchen because the room I occupied did not have a bathroom in. I washed my face so that there was no more drowsiness that disturbed my activities.

the clock has shown at 06:30 I prepared breakfast for my whole family.Then I heard the cry of Jeni's mother calling me.

"Starlaaaaaaaaaaa.." (shouts Jeni's mother from the upper room).

I ran over to Jeni's mother

"yes ma'am? (manyaku with the breath that stinged because of climbing the stairs in a hurry)

"you're deaf or senile, I told you to always pay attention to Kira's school uniform." (snapped Jeni's mother)

"yes nih ma'am, Starla end this late idler bu." (continued Kira heating up Jeni's mother's manation)

"excuse me Starla ma'am, Starla didn't mean to neglect Starla's duties but this late Starla likes headaches if she sleeps too late." (against mom)

"that's the reason we should feel sorry for him" (accuse Kira).

Without waiting for a long time Jeni's mother came up to me and pulled my hair tight and threw me rough until I fell and hit my forehead against the corner of the door.

I rubbed my forehead which began to drip fresh blood, and I wiped also my tears which involuntarily dripped on my cheeks.

"basal son does not know lucky, I raised you and I sent you to school, then this is how you treat your sister????" (snapped Jeni's mother)

"sorry ma'am.." (i replied in a brick tone).

well that's how I get unpleasant treatment every day from Jeni's mother and my brother. Even Kira would not call me brother, she often called me by name.

"what's this?" (questioning father when he came over hearing the commotion)

"Papi's habit is always throwing a tantrum" (answered Jeni's mother)

"Starla come down and treat your wounds and eat." (my father's orders)

"well" without waiting for long I got up and went down the stairs to my room. When I came down I saw my father closing the door. It seemed like they were talking about the incident.

Up in my room I took the P3K box, I treated myself the wound that Jeni's mother had given me earlier while crying tears.

"the truth until when is this suffering? even I still don't know why I'm considered different by them? why am I not treated the same as my brother? am I that cool? why is God every time I ask you that you always tell me to obey your mother, to repay your kindness for raising me. have I been less obedient all this time????" (inner)

Not wanting sadness to hold me continuously. I wiped my tears and I went out of the room to the kitchen for breakfast.I see from the kitchen my family had gathered at the table to eat. they eat while chatting as if they were the happiest family.but not with me, yes. I used to enjoy my breakfast in the kitchen by myself because Jeni's mom wouldn't let me eat at the table with them.

"Starlaaaaaaa.." (call Jesi).

"yes sister???" (many)

"take my bag dong above, hunt I already want to be late in college. base lelet." (desi command)

"good brother" (i replied)

kunaiki ran up the stairs to get my brother's bag.

"starlaaaaaaa...."

"this is sis"

"it's a long time."

I look at my brother who came out the main door.I see brother Jesi began to drive his car to his college.Yes, the car that my father gave repeated years last month.the latest European sedan car output.while I? ah never mind, even my father never remembers my birthday as if I were lost in this house.

I've always been jealous of my two brothers.they can go to school, can they go to college. whereas I???? I'm just a high school graduate, and that's my normal high school that I used to study in while my brother was in school at an international school, but I always said good-bye because I was still able to attend school at that time.

The afternoon at exactly 12:00 unusual father usually come home quickly from his office.at the earliest dad always come home at 05:00 pm. I see the face of the father today is very tangled. dad sat on the sofa in the room that used to be family gathering.usually every father went home always up to the top floor and into his room, but it seems like today my father is very different from usual.

Then I approached Dad and offered him some warm tea

"dad, Starla made tea, huh?"

then I just answered him with a nod.

After a while I brought you some warm tea and I put it on my front desk.

"this is well, drink up like you're so tired."

then I turned around to leave my father, but suddenly my father called me.

"Starla, " (call dad)

I turned and looked at Dad.

"forgive me all this time for not being able to defend you and make you unfair." (say my father with eyes that show the look of regret)

I just smiled and said

"not what's wrong"

although in this box there are too many questions that I want to ask my father, but I paused because I did not want to make the burden of my father heavier.then I turned and returned to the room.

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