Lance is the 28-year-old CEO of Skyline Aviation, the largest airline company in the country. Handsome, smart, and a billionaire. But he’s tired of women who only chase him for money.

So he made a decision. During his vacation, he went to the province and pretended to be a simple Habal-Habal Driver (Motorcycle Taxi Driver). His motorbike was old and noisy. He wore a faded t-shirt and slippers.

That’s where he met Mia.

Mia was a vendor at the market. An orphan, she was self-sufficient, and had a very kind heart. She was the one who always gave Lance a ride home.

Before long, they fell in love. They became lovers.

But not everything was easy.

“Mia!” shouted Aling Chayong, the gossiping neighbor. “Why did you go there and attack that driver? Look, his clothes are full of holes! There’s nothing to feed you! You’ll end up hungry!”

“Yes, of course!” the others shouted. “You’re still beautiful, Mia. You’re a waste to him.”

But Mia just smiled. “Money is not the basis of love. Lance is hardworking and kind. That’s enough for me.”

One afternoon, Lance intentionally “breaks down” his motorbike in the middle of the road. He pretended that he didn’t have money to fix it and he didn’t have money to buy lunch. He wanted to see if Mia would get angry.

“Mia, sorry,” Lance said, bowing his head. “The motorbike chain broke. I’ve run out of money from the piesa. I have nothing to give for our date today. Not even food.”

Mia looked at him. Instead of getting angry or annoyed, Mia took out her lunch.

She opened it. Inside was a piece of fried egg and a lot of rice.

“Lance,” Mia said sweetly. “Don’t be sad. Here, I have lunch. Let’s share.”

Mia divided the only egg. She gave the larger part to Lance.

“Eat, my love. As long as we are together, even if the dish is just eggs and salt, it will still be delicious,” Mia smiled.

At that moment, Lance almost cried. This is it. This is the woman he will marry. The woman who is willing to share the little he has, just don’t let her go hungry.

Lance proposed with a simple silver ring. Mia immediately agreed.

The wedding day arrived.

It would be held in a small chapel in the village. The neighbors gathered, not to celebrate, but to be curious and mock.

“Oh, look,” Aling Chayong whispered. “The decorations are ugly. Maybe she will just walk to church. Her future husband doesn’t have a car. Poor Mia.”

Mia was already dressed in a simple white dress. She was waiting outside their house.

“Where is the groom?” the people asked. “Maybe they ran you over! There must be no money to pay the priest!”

Suddenly the sky darkened. The wind picked up.

BUGSHHH… DUG… DUG… DUG…

A loud roar was heard throughout the village. The hanged men flew. The gossipers grabbed hold of their skirts.

“Is it an earthquake?!” they shouted. “Is there a typhoon?!”

They looked up.

A shiny and expensive Helicopter was landing in the middle of the village basketball court!

“Hello! Is there an artist?!” the people shouted.

The helicopter landed. The door opened.

First the bodyguards in black suits got off. And then…

A very handsome man got off. He was wearing a white Armani Tuxedo. His hair was perfectly styled. His shoes were shining.

He walked towards Mia who was stunned.

The gossipers’ jaws dropped.

“W-is that Lance?!” Aling Chayong asked in surprise. “Why… why so handsome? Why is there a helicopter?”

Lance approached Mia and kissed her hand.

“Lance?” Mia whispered. “W-what’s going on?”

Lance took the microphone from the bodyguard.

“To everyone here,” Lance announced, his voice full of authority. “You know me as Lance the habal-habal driver. But the truth is, I’m Lance Villafuerte, the owner of Skyline Aviation. I’m a billionaire.”

The entire village gasped.

“I pretended because I wanted to find the woman who would love me not because of my money, but because of who I am. And I found her.”

He turned to Mia.

“Mia, when you shared an egg with me, I promised myself that you would never go hungry again. I would give you the world.”

“Which Chayong,” Lance turned to the gossip. “You said Mia would come to me hungry? Well, now, I’ll take her to Paris so we can have dinner there after the wedding.”

Lance picked Mia up—bridal style—and put her in the helicopter.

“Come on, my wife,” Lance winked.

The helicopter flew up as Mia waved. The judgmental neighbors were left behind below—dusty, disheveled, and embarrassed by their words.

Mia proved that true love doesn’t look at the state of life. And because of her pure heart, what she thought was a simple “driver” turned out to be the prince who would take her to the skies.