Sign of the Zodiac: Aries
[Sign 3: Gemini] Self-Esteem

Chiara's quarrel with Rein lasted for an entire week. During that time Chiara could not go to the Venetian. Rein went to Chiara's house several times, but the girl continued to refuse. His pride was hurt because of their conversation yesterday.

Meanwhile, the person Chiara was waiting for never came again. Alta had not visited him in a whole week. Even so Chiara did not dare to deliberately open her window at night. The shadow of the arrival of the diabos made him shudder. Gradually the girl forgot about Altan. He was so preoccupied with homework, while his mother kept nagging at things that were not his fault.

Trouble finally surfaced on the eighth day since Chiara and Rein had a fight. At that time Chiara was drying clothes in an unkempt garden behind her house. Suddenly he heard the cries of his two brothers from the front of the house. At first, Chiara did not care. Khan and Kai may be starving.

However, moments later, Chiara also heard the sound of things being slammed and the sound of men cursing. Something is clearly wrong. In the house there was only Chiara, her mother and her two young sisters. Her dad and Kale don't know where the jungle is. Two adult men who should be the family protectors always come home with problems.

Finally, Chiara threw her laundry back into the bucket and went into the house. The men's voices were heard more and more clearly, accompanied by the cries of Khan and Kia. His mother pleaded in despair. Chiara could already guess what happened.

Upon entering the vestibule, the source of the morning's chaos was discovered. The room was already broken. The large worn-out cupboard that his mother used to store porcelain dishes and ancestral cutlery had already fallen on the floor. It broke out strewn formless. A set of slum sofas owned by his grandmother is now full of incisions and half burned. The entire living room was completely destroyed.

Three burly men swore angrily full of emotion while damaging other items that were still intact. They look sangar with thick sideburns and bulging eyes. His mouth kept on cursing until it spit out everywhere. Their clothes were noble, but his actions clearly reflected their identity as debt-ridden thugs.

One of the men noticed Chiara's arrival and immediately pointed at her. “That's her daughter! If Castor can't pay the debt, let's just sell the girl!” yelled one of the men.

Chiara stood stiffly in the corner of the room. Her helpless mother just cried herself down while hugging Khan and Kai. The thugs seemed to agree with their colleague's suggestion. The three then walked towards Chiara, trying to catch her.

Chiara was still frozen while wide-eyed. He wanted to run away, but the men must have been after him. Castor Lokhe, his father was in debt again at some point, to gamble. Now that Chiara had not made money for a week, her mother could not pay these debt-collecting thugs. Chiara's life is back on the edge of the horn.

Finally, after mastering his mind, Chiara grabbed the closest thing to use as a weapon. A wooden gallows that have been weathered.

“Do not approach, or I do not hesitate to do violence,” threatened Chiara who honestly is not at all scary.

The three men laughed mockingly. “Not our wounded bodies, Little Girl. But that weathered wood that will be destroyed even when you swing it,” said one of the blond-haired men, the only one among the three of them.

Chiara refused to give up. He was not daunted even though the three men were twice as big. Facing humans is no more terrible than diabos. The three men were already very close to him. Chiara swung her wood in all directions, trying to save herself.

However, the wood was completely destroyed when it hit the arm of one of the thugs. Two of his comrades ambushed Chiara and grabbed the girl so strongly. Chiara rebelled while continuing to call for an oath of serapah. The thugs laughed even harder because they thought Chiara's resistance was futile.

“Let go of my daughter! Ka, we'll pay the entire debt. Give us time,” beg her mother while running towards Chiara and leaving her two sisters crying on the floor.

One of the thugs kicked Chiara's mother's body to the ground. “Choose one of your three children for us to take with us! Which women we will sell as comfort women, your sons can become slaves,”.

In the midst of the extraordinary drama, suddenly the front door of Chiara's house plunged open. All views are automatically directed towards the door. It was Rein who came. The young man looked very angry looking at the conditions inside the house. After slamming the door of Chiara's house, the young man threw a huge bag of silver.

“Release Kara,” furious Rein wrath.

The three thugs slowly removed the pittingan from Chiara. One of them came to the bag of silver money thrown by Rein.

“You, Lord Gillian, right?” ask the man who is now checking the contents of the bag thrown by Rein.

“Release Kara!” rein shouted really angry.

The thug who held the money bag then gave the code to two friends. The two thugs then let Chiara go completely and walked up to the man carrying the bag.

“You're lucky today,” muttered the thug while spitting on the floor.

The three of them finally left Chiara's house while carrying money from Rein.

“You okay, Auntie? The khan? Kai?” rein asked while kneeling to help Chiara's mother stand up. His mother is still broken. Khan and Kai were still crying in fear.

“Thank you, Rein. We owe you again,” said his mother gratefully.

“Do not think. The important thing is you are all safe,” said Rein sincerely.

Chiara did not cry. He can hold back even if he is under threat or injured like anything. However, right now, seeing the sight of Rein helping his family, made Chiara's heart so hurt. He was ashamed, disappointed and hated himself. How could a girl possibly be able to match up with a young master like Rein?

“Why did you interfere?!” chiara shouted with a trembling voice. Her tears melted down her cheeks without her being able to control.

“Kara .. ,” sigh Rein trying to reach the girl.

But Chiara brushed it off. He turned and ran to his own room. Again, his pride was hurt.