The Price of Sainthood
An unwanted replacement

That morning Alisha approached Lara in her room. For some reason even though the clock has pointed at the number seven, Lara still did not wake up from her sleep. Though the girl should wake up early today, considering there is still a lot to take care of before the engagement day.

"Ra, wake up dong. You can't relax. Remember, it's your busy day, you know!" Alisha uncovers a thick blanket that covers Lara's body.

The girl who was still closing her eyes immediately wriggled as the AC cold touched her skin which was only wrapped in thin pajamas with minimal cuts.

"Lara," call Alisha again. The girl shook her waist as she looked at Lara with her head slowly shaking.

"What the hell, Al. I'm still sleepy! My body lemes." Without opening her eyes, Lara grabbed a bolster pillow to then hug her.

"You sick?" Alisha panicked. He hurriedly crawled up to the bed to approach Lara before then touching her forehead. "It's not warm. But you don't have a fever, do you?"

"Little, Al. I couldn't sleep last night. My throat hurts a lot" Lara explained in a raucous voice. It makes Alisha really sure that Lara's condition is not healthy.

"Want me to call the doctor?" bargained for.

"No." Lara shook her head weakly. "I just need a break."

"How do you prepare? Just one day to the engagement, Ra. There are still some things to take care of. Today you have to go to the hotel to see the extent of their preparations as well as the dress rehearsal."

"Can you please represent me?"

"Good shit Lara." Alisha patted her own forehead. "This is for your engagement, Al. Yesterday for the dress rehearsal should I also represent? You have to do that yourself, Lara! Not me."

"Allah. It's just a walking exercise that doesn't need to be practiced all the time, Al. I used to walk gracefully at big parties. I used to be the center of attention. Without a dress rehearsal I could too. Udah. Plis ... You replace me, yes ...." Lara pleaded with a glare.

"But what do they say later, Ra? Mama, papa and Mr. Dante's men. Today they'll all be there too, you know."

"Let me say the same to Mom. I'll ask for his understanding. You see for yourself, I'm really weak today. If forced to come even afraid of tomorrow I can not wake up. Pwp ...."

Alisha took a deep breath. Seeing his sister cuckold like that he was so heartless. He finally agreed in a tight and forced tone. "OKAY. This time it was. Just do not fit the actual fiancee event only yes you ask to represent me! The danger!" Alisha said the origin while enveloping Lara's body. The girl had absolutely nothing to do with her words just now. While Lara who received gentle treatment from Alisha also seemed to enjoy it. Instead of being offended, he smiled casually without opening his eyes.

Lara realized, ever since they made up, Alisha was so enthusiastic about helping her wedding preparations. The girl was indeed tenacious and tireless. He was so quick feet light hands. This is the last day of preparation. However, unfortunately the condition is really not possible.

"Dante is coming soon, Ra. Should I say what he is?"

"No need to say anything. Just follow him where he wants to go," replied Lara still with her position.

"What's that?"

"And you represent me, Alisha dodol!"

Hearing the word dodol made Alisha suddenly round her eyes. It's rude to have a brother. I was helped by hardship, even he was called 'dodol'.

"What a glare!" ketus Lara who saw Alisha's expression.

"I'm sprained with you! You are nyebelin! It's nerepotin!" ketus Alisha is upset.

"You're more beautiful!" reply Lara also did not want to lose. Seeing Alisha cut him down, he laughed wickedly. He then spoke in a seductive tone to his sister. "There get ready. Dante's hunt is coming. I'm worried Dante's gray because he's waiting for you to dance and doang."

"Damn. It took me decades!" Alisha grunting. Not wanting to argue with Lara for a long time, he decided to go to her room. Surely accompanied by laughter on Lara's lips.

Moments later Alisha heard the door of her room being knocked and a woman's voice followed.

"Alisha. You're inside, honey?" ask someone. It was Helena's voice.

"Yes, Ma!" it's coming from inside.

"May Mama come in?"

"By, Ma."

Alisha stops her activities while tidying up the bedroom and rushes to open the door to welcome Helena.

"Al, what are you doing? Busy again?" helena asked as she stepped into Alisha's room.

"No, Ma. Just another bed. Benerin bed linen equals folding blanket."

"What the hell, Ma. Alisha is used to no maids."

Helena just smiled as she put her ass on the edge of Alisha's bed that looks neat. Meanwhile, Alisha who also stepped slowly towards the makeup chair seemed to be waiting for her stepmom to talk.

"Al, Mama would like a little help, would you?" helena asked carefully after a moment of silence.

"Of course you can, Ma. What can Alisha do?"

"You know for yourself, how difficult Lara was to work with."

Alisha nodded.

"And now, he even uses the event less healthy all. Where today should go to the hotel for a rehearsal event, anyway." Helena was silent for a moment then looked at Alisha fixedly. "If you don't do a dress rehearsal, Mama doesn't feel good about Dante's family. But forcing Lara to depart also seemed very unlikely. Al ... You want to represent Lara just this once?" the door was half begging.

"Aren't you pa-pa if Alisha represents ya, Ma? How will Dante's family respond?" Alisha asked back. Not that he does not want to, just that he needs to make sure there is no one who does not like.

"Alisha does not want to, Ma," he continued. "Alisha is just worried that Dante's family doesn't like it. After all Lara said she was used to being the center of attention and walking gracefully. He also often attended engagement events. Wouldn't it matter if the dress rehearsal wasn't done? Alisha is sure, tomorrow Lara will do well."

"You think so, Al. But the Dante family still wants this dress rehearsal done. Because it's not just Lara and Dante that do. There are other parties who need preparation. There's a host, a welcome, and there's an entertaining artist."

Alisha sighed slowly. "Keep it, Ma."

"By having to, you must represent Lara so that this dress rehearsal is still carried out. You want to, right?"

Finally Alisha nodded slowly despite feeling heavy. "For Lara Alisha's sake, Ma."

"Good." Helena smiled happily while giving her thumbs up. "Now the hunt is ready, yes. Let Mama talk to Dante's family."

"Good, Ma."

After the departure of Helena, Alisha then prepared without enthusiasm. Again he must be close to the person he wants to avoid. Why like this, anyway? This really made it difficult for him to set his heart.

Moments later, Alisha heard her door knock. The voice of one of the servants in the house then followed.

"Non Alisha, young master Dante has come."

"Yes, Bi. I'll be down in a minute" he replied.

After feeling his appearance was neat enough Alisha immediately went down to meet Dante. The further he stepped his heart pounding was also getting louder. He could feel the coldness in his palms. Even wet with sweat. He did not feel stifled.

Helena's smile immediately greeted him when Alisha arrived. Helena and Dante were sitting on the sofa in the living room. Talking while waiting for him. Alisha only glanced at Dante who seemed to be knitting eyebrows while looking at him. Not knowing what the young man was thinking, Alisha was reluctant to guess. He preferred to be ordinary while sitting by Helena's side, as the woman herself instructed.

"Dante ...." Helena turned her attention away from Alisha towards Dante and called out the young man's name with some hesitation. While Dante who looked calm immediately responded to the woman's call politely.

"Yes, Auntie," he replied with a focused gaze towards Helena.

"So gini, Dante. Lara is not feeling well. She had a fever last night and her body was still hot. He had not even gotten out of his bed, let alone went to the hotel to do a rehearsal. While Dante also knows, your family requires this dress rehearsal to be done. Dante ...."

Helena called Dante again but this time in a very careful tone.

"It doesn't matter, right, if this dress rehearsal Lara is represented by Alisha?"

Dante suddenly shifted his gaze towards Alisha, then his expression seemed to change. Is it just Alisha's feelings or is it the reality? Dante's face seemed to show a disappointed expression. However, even so he seemed to be hiding that disappointment.

Hah, at once Alisha felt sorry for accepting Helena's request. He had to find a reason to avoid it. Just let the business of this dress rehearsal they finish. There is nothing to do with him.

"Where Dante. No pa-pa, right?" helena asked to confirm because Dante just silently watched Alisha with a look of dislike.

Dante turned his eyes to Helena. The woman was worried that Dante would turn her down. However, Dante suddenly smiled and nodded his head.

"Yes, Aunt. It doesn't matter who represents Lara."

Dante's words were enough to make Helena relieved. However, it was different from Alisha's feelings. I don't know why, he felt uneasy. Afraid and anxious in case Dante acts unexpectedly. The dislike of the young man was a real testament. He felt like an unwanted stunt double.