"raffa, please take the knuckle salad from the fridge! it's almost twelve o'clock." brother ordered me. today we will welcome christmas.

"yes brother!" i immediately went to the fridge to get the buko salad we made. i put it in the middle of the table and sat down. only 10 minutes, it's christmas. brother and mother are already at the table. aunt is still gone.

"raffa, aven." i was surprised when aunt called us.

"why?" my brother and i said together.

aunt pointed to the door. "there are two men outside, you seem to be the target because of your age."

"huh? two men?" i said and stood up. my...