The Price of Sainthood
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"He is the one who dares to say it to me! No boyfriend, not a parent! But he feels as if I'm a–"

Alisha speechless. The girl refused to continue her grunts. He tried to hold back his anger by grinding his teeth and closing his eyes. Let the tears that he had been holding back from earlier dripped down his face.

Tired, he threw his weight onto a long sofa. I don't know what room this is. When he ran away from Dante and then lost his way, he found a door in the hallway not far from the hotel ballroom. He opened it. Apparently the door was unlocked and he was desperate to get in here.

Alisha himself is still inexhaustible, how can Dante again incarnate into a very sickening figure for himself. Ja. Maybe just to him.

Dante can speak ketus and not infrequently scold him in front of many people. There are two families and all parties involved in preparing for tomorrow's event. However, strangely neither his parents nor Dante's own parents had any intention of reprimanding Dante! They seemed to support Dante's actions that seemed to demean him.

Alisha endlessly cursed herself. Because already feeling depressed continued Dante corner, he became a crisis of confidence and lost focus on learning. And just walk gracefully as Lisa always taught. And again, somehow vanished to where the science that girl gave. Alisha felt so stupid and embarrassed herself.

Uh wait. Stupid he said?

Alisha can say that she is stupid. Not her stupid self! But Dante and Lara were wrong. Ja. They're both wrong. Dante just kept cornering him. Also Lara who is too bad has taste.

Just for the engagement alone ordering a dress is like a wedding dress. Very heavy. Also uncomfortable. And look at his shoes. Extremely tall. He even felt tormented using these two items.

Alisha is amazed by Lara's taste which should look good in any case. For an engagement is not it more appropriate to wear a kebaya? Is not modern kebaya ubiquitous today? Pretty anyway. More graceful. Not even a hassle when worn.

I don't know. Also called taste. Everyone must be different. That's why he can't force Lara's shoes to fit her feet. Can't be forced even if their legs are one size.

In the midst of the inner war with annoyance, a heavy voice was heard saying his name. So, inevitably Alisha turned her head and reflexively stood up when she saw who came.

"Papa?" ogre.

"Honey. You alone?" ask Narendra. While Alisha just grunt. There was just that papa. The bases are so stale. She knew her own daughter was asking that question again.

"Sit down." Narendra pressed both sides of his daughter's shoulders after walking closer, so that the dear princess sat back in her place.

Alisha's eyes bought for a while. How not? Unexpectedly, Narendra bent his knees below him, then unhesitatingly pulled slowly one leg to then remove the high heels that tormented him. Even the man also gave a gentle massage that made his feet feel comfortable.

"Is this delicious?" narendra asked when his daughter was just stunned with her eyes wide.

Alisha nodded. "Enak, Pa."

"You can also request. Want to be stronger or slower."

Alisha smiled as she nodded slowly. "No. This is enough."

"okay." Narendra. The man then lowered his head and continued to massage his daughter's lower legs with great earnestness.

Ah, seeing how Narendra's sweet treatment makes Alisha's anger evaporate just like that. A full smile finally fell when the eyes of the two men berhirobok when Narendra raised his face.

"Already, Pa. Papa will be tired."

"For Papa's sake, Papa won't be tired."

"Alisha please, already."

Okay. Narendra stopped the massage. He got up and sat down at Alisha's side at her daughter's request.

"You okay?" ask the man later. Of course there was a gurat of anxiety on the face of the middle-aged man who still looked handsome.

"I've never been better than this, Papa."

"You really are Papa's son." Narendra rubbed the top of Alisha's head.

"Don't you know Alisha's here?" alisha asked after a moment of silence.

"Something." Narendra pulled his shoulder. "Maybe a papa's instinct" he continued with a jaily smile.

"Oh."

"Papa lost a child. Of course Papa looked for it until he could."

Alisha is singing lips. Why isn't Dante looking for her? Why even the papa? Obviously the young man who made her run away, instead told others to make her come back again.

"Alisha," call Narendra carefully, who immediately withdraws Alisha's moody attention.

"Yes, Pa."

"You're a big one, apparently. Your mother takes very good care of you. Though only a second Papa took care of you, and it seems that from now on it has to get ready again to lose you."

"meaning?" alisha did not understand. The girl stared fixedly at the papa while linking her eyebrows together.

"You're a girl, honey. Your mind is also grown up. It has become a sure thing if a girl as beautiful as you becomes the target of many men out there. They must be scrambling to get your attention. And you know what? It really makes Papa feel jealous."

"Don't tell me that, Papa." Uncommanded Alisha embraces the firm arm of her papa. "By anyways, Papa was my first love. No man can make me feel as comfortable as I am with Papa as I am now."

"Papa loved Alisha very much. Sorry, because Papa abandoned you too long, dear," said Narendra regretfully who immediately got a rebuttal from Alisha.

"It's not Papa's fault. This is all fate. Perhaps in this way Alisha can be more grateful for all the favors that God has given."

"You're so grown up, honey. But for Papa, whatever mature your mind is, Alisha is still Papa's little daughter."

Alisha smiled, Narendra also smiled. The girl re-embraced her papa arm.

"It's better, now?"

"Then we go home."

"Come home?" alisha's birthday doesn't understand. He refused when Narendra asked him to rise. "What about the dress rehearsal, Pa."

"That's enough for today. You look so tired."

"It's really okay?"

"Of course."

Alisha smiled happily. He happily slid his hand into Narendra's left arm which was accidentally opened. The two of them stepped out together.

Alisha smiled. He's never been this happy before. He knows that depending on man's despair is not as good as depending on the Creator. However, a father will never disappoint their daughter.

***

That night Alisha slept very well. Because after returning from the hotel, he was spoiled by various beauty treatment treatments that Narendra brought directly to their homes. Narendra said, it was to treat Alisha's tiredness.

Obviously the girl was happy, all parts of her body were not missed from treatment. Alisha hasn't seen Lara since she got home. However, from the information of one of the maids who accompanied him during treatment, Lara also went to a famous salon to do her body care. Alisha can guess. Lara will spend all day there.

"l. Yuhuu. Wake up, dong."

As she had not slept for long, Alisha felt someone shake her body. The girl moaned softly while writhing. I open my eyes but still feel heavy.

"aaa. Wake up, dong."

Alisha felt another shock. This time it was stronger. And that Lara-like voice felt close to her ear.

Justright. When she opened her eyes, the sister's face was right in front of her. While grinning anyway.

"Without? Why did you wake me up?" Alisha finally gathered her energy to ask. Honestly, his life was like it had not been collected all. Either scattered anywhere they.

"Because it's time to wake up!"

Alisha frowned. He saw a small clock located on the nightstand with squeaking eyes. The clock pointed to the number five.

"Tumben you're five o'clock up? Don't sleep last night, yeah!" the point is right in front of Lara's nose.

"Ih, what the fuck. I'm sleeping, really."

"really? Tumben can get up early."

"Could, would. I'll set a lot of alarms, hehehe."

Alisha snorts softly. Although a little lazy but he still woke up to sit down. "What time are you home?" ask while fixing the messy hair pigtails.

"Four ten."

"Times?" Alisha scrunched her forehead. Wasn't ten o'clock at night he was still undergoing a series of treatments in the room. When Lara came she did not see. Alisha was about to ask again, but Lara had already interrupted her with an order.

"Bathletes, Alisha. Let's get ready too late! You'll be with me, right?"

"Yes, yeah. So." Alisha rushed to the bathroom in her room. Of course accompanied by a crisp laugh Lara.

After breakfast Lara asks Alisha to drop her off somewhere before actually going to the hotel. Alisha could only be deeply entrenched in her heart seeing how enthusiastic Lara was. Though the new event was held later tonight, but the girl had been looking very busy since morning blind. Though all the needs have been taken care of by the man.

"Where are we going?" alisha asked shortly after the car carrying them was traveling at medium speed.

"To the salon for a while" replied Lara.

"Still running again?" Alisha's eyes are buying her.

"Bent on doang, Alisha. There is still treatment that is left behind" explained Lara.

"Alisha chose silence. The girl leaned her back against the backrest behind her.

After a while of traveling, finally the car that took them stopped somewhere. Apparently Lara actually brought Alisha to a famous beauty salon. The girl was only obediently following Lara's wishes.

"Why should I too, Ra. You are ah, I don't have to." Alisha refuses outright when Lara asks her to wear fake nails. It's not that I don't like it, it's just that Alisha isn't used to it. How would he not like if Lara chosen is a nail with a very beautiful motif design. Lara chose for her a white fake nail that added imitation jewel ornaments. Very beautiful and shiny.

"Don't refuse! I have to want to!" Lara firmly.

If this is the case, what can Alisha do? I don't want him to just say it. He honestly likes it. The color of the nails is also in line with the clothes he will wear.

Finished with their beautiful nail business, Lara then invites Alisha to go to the hotel. This time actually go to the hotel where the application event will be held. Narendra, Helena and the extended family who seemed to have been waiting, were seen welcoming the arrival of the two with smiles. Helena immediately invited Lara to the make-up room to prepare herself, while Alisha chose to sit back on a sofa. The girl looked pensively thinking about something.

A small thing suddenly disturbed his mind. What else if it wasn't Dante. Just as she and Lara were doing nail treatments at the salon, Lara was suddenly hysterical when a video call came into her phone.

"From Dante, Alisha. It's from Dante!" Lara showed her cell phone displaying a profile photo of the young man there. "Finally, he's also devastated by me." With a happy smile, Lara clutched her small phone to her chest.

"Yes the foster hunt, Lara. You are also free to hug! The hunt for his call is dead, new nyesel!" ketus Alisha's. The girl realized her excessive attitude. Why would he not like Dante to call Lara? Is this what you call blind jealousy?

If so, then he is completely blind. Is it time to be jealous of your own sister's fiancee? Luckily, Lara did not realize that and instead looked happy while chatting with Dante.

Why did even Alisha who felt hot see the affection of the two of them, huh?