
Figure Introduction.
Kiara Alianwi (Kiara)
A simple girl living in poverty. He only lives alone with his mother in a simple house left by his father who has long gone. He is 20 years old this year, he just finished High School. Her mother had no money to continue her son as a student.
Erlangga Pratama (Page)
A rich handsome man. His parents were just ordinary civil servants whose salary was not much but at a very easy age of 25 years old, He has been able to earn a fantastic income through the online business he has been in since High School and founded a company engaged in import exports. In addition, people appreciate and respect his family because according to the story he still has royal descendants from the past.
Naomi Widya (Naila)
The girl who has an economy equivalent to Angga. He is a 21-year-old businessman, his business is engaged in the field of beauty makes it can rake in hundreds of millions of dollars every month.
" Kiara, it's lunchtime" her mother shouted from the kitchen.
Hearing her mother's call, the girl placed her book neatly on her old, weathered desk and stepped where her mother was.
" Let's eat "take her mother. His mother's body and face were tanned unkempt because he did not have the money to take care of his skin.
Kiara sat on the mat opposite a plate of rice and cassava vegetables from her mother's cooking.
That afternoon the child and the mother ate a delicious menu that afternoon.
Finish eating.
" Daughter, buy me some eucalyptus oil. Mother's stomach is sick" said her mother then gave money of 10 thousand rupiah which is worn out and dirty.
" Good Ma" he obediently went to buy what his mother said.
Arriving at the shop a kilometer away from his house.
" Mommy, there's eucalyptus oil" he asked.
" There's. 7000 "Answer the shop owner.
" Love one mother well"
Kiara grabbed a small bottle of eucalyptus oil and gave him a piece of money.
After getting the change. He came home but on the way he met a girl.
" Hey, help me" said the girl.
Kiara gaped at her place looking at a woman greeting her. The body is tall, the skin is clean white, the nose is sharp and the outfit is good.
" What can I help madam" Kiara replied politely.
" Haha. Why do you call me madam I'm still young, the name mistress is given to an old man" the girl said with a laugh.
Kiara smiled shyly. How could he possibly know that, he was only once a year out of town. He only heard it from soap operas that he once watched a week at his neighbor's house.
" Can help me. I just came to this village this morning, I forgot where the kades house was" the woman said.
" Of course gladly" Kiara led the woman to the village chief's house.
" Include my name Naila, just call Naila. What's yourname?"
" My name is Kiara, just call Kiara"
" What did you come here for?" ask Kiara curiously.
" You don't know yet. We donated our money for the construction of roads in this village" Naila replied.
" Waaaahhh" Kiara smiled. He was amazed by this woman.
" Be proud that soon your streets will be good" Naila said.
On the way, Kiara endlessly smiled. Besides he is very proud because the streets in his village will be good he is also amazed by the girl who is beside him.
Arriving at the village head's house.
" I'm home" Naila said.
An athletic man approached Naila.
" You've been anywhere. Is it that I'm looking for you?" ask the man.
The man hugged her.
" Don't do that again. I'm afraid you're missing"
Kiara looked at the two of them with a feeling that floated over.
" That's lucky" he murmured.
" Include Kiara. This is my boyfriend Angga, this is Kiara An" Kiara said.
The man named Angga raised his hand about to shake his hand.
Kiara looked at the man's hand. There was no stain there, with a doubtful feeling he was about to reply but a moment later he undoes his intention.
As fast as lightning he ran from there.
" Heeh, why is he?" angga said confused.
Not only Angga, Naila is also confused about Kiara's behavior.
As he was already far away from the village chief's house. Kiara stopped halfway, she supported her body with both knees. He breathed hard.
" What's wrong with me?" tanyanya's confused.
Kiara stepped back to her house. He ran because he was ashamed of himself, a poor and foolish country girl did not deserve to shake hands with a man like Angga. Rich man from the city even the skin of his face can not match the cleanliness of the sole of the foot Angga. So he felt unworthy to welcome the man's hand.
" Naila is very lucky, has everything. Why was I born with this poor ugly condition anyway" Kiara complained in her heart, but a moment later she begged God for forgiveness. He must not complain, God has a good and beautiful plan for him. Sealing to God is the same as doubting the power of God in his life.
Arriving at his home. Naila's pretty face and Angga's handsome face still cast a shadow on her head, very and very lucky.
Kiara stepped into her room which was only equipped with an old table and a worn chair as well. His small mattress already had several patches there indicating that the mattress was the same age as his grandmother who was only covered by a brown mat.
Kiara wants to be beautiful too. Have a lot of money, clean skin and glowing, beautiful body. But he did not know how to get it all, so he just resigned to the circumstances.
" Where's my mama's eucalyptus oil, why so long?" ask mother.
" I'm sorry. I was helping a lost city girl, and I drove her to the house of a cadet" Kiara explained.
" It's eucalyptus oil ma" he continued.
" Who's the town girl?" ask his mother again while taking eucalyptus oil given by Kiara.
" His name is Naila Ma. She is very beautiful, her skin is clean" Kiara replied incessantly adoring the woman.
" What do you mean is the man who will donate his money to improve our path" his mother said.
" Yes ma, he's the one. Besides being beautiful, rich she is also a kind person"
" The people of the city have been talking for days about villagers everywhere they are, in the fields, in the fields, in the fields, in the markets. People talk about it, she says, a kind-hearted rich lover's partner" her mother explained.
Kiara did not chimed in the words of her mother, in her brain still imagined the face of Angga and Naila.
Visually:
Naila Widya's
Erlangga Pratama's
Kiara Alianwi