The Price of Sainthood
Not muhrim

Glancing at the right rearview mirror, Dante then hit the car driver with anger. Alisha seems mediocre when she sees him, even behaving like a stranger who has not known each other before her.

Honestly, Dante was deliberately berating Alisha when the girl was in the middle of the road. He wanted to see the shock on Alisha's face after showing her a different appearance from before. He wanted to show that his current life was much better than his time with the girl.

But what happened? He was just annoyed and annoyed by the reality that happened. Because, Alisha boro-boro looked at him amazed and regretted giving a rejection, the girl was actually indifferent and reluctant to look at him.

Could it be that Alisha already knew that I was actually a rich boy, or that the girl was very adept at mastering the situation? I think he'll be surprised to see the car I'm carrying. But what is it! Damnit.

Stepping on the gas pedal, Dante brought his car to speed away from the slum that had become a place to stand some time ago. Not only Alisha had scratched the wound, but also the area where they met. Because in every corner he ever stopped has his own memories with Alisha.

I don't know what he's doing through this road. The road that even runs opposite from its destination. Obviously, to heat up Alisha, to be exact. But it looks like he was wrong target. It was not Alisha who felt hot, but she was the one who felt burning.

Really share!

After a half-hour drive, Dante turns his car into the courtyard of a towering fenced mansion. The real house does not want him to stop but he must stop. Because in there, there is a girl who is waiting for him to be invited to the road.

Justright. Lara who already looks beautiful with a beautiful dress wrapped in peach color already stands on the front porch to welcome him to come. Seeing that instead of smiling happily, Dante snorted bitterly. If only Narendra hadn't asked him not to come here. Act like a person who is kasmaran and invite his prospective fiancee to be invited to walk.

"Hi, dear," greeted Lara in a cheerful manner as Dante walked towards her. The girl put on a smile as bright as the sun and immediately grabbed Dante's arm without hesitation as soon as the young man stood in front of her. Not caring about Dante's dislike expression, he added again while he was singing his lips spoiled. "Kok nyampenya long, anyway? I've been over half an hour, standing here. Wait for you."

"Detachable. Not yet muhrim, so can not touch-touch carelessly!" ketus Dante with a hostile face.

Lara clenched her hand without Dante's knowledge. After all, she was the daughter of a respectable family. Dante's treatment really hurt him. Can't the young man be a little sweet considering that they will build a household? Or, at least a little Dante pretend even though at this time there is no growing love between the two?

I want Lara to hit Dante in the head from behind. However, it seemed that it was unreasonable just because of an annoyance. He has a big plan that cannot fail. As a result, Lara could only exhale deeply to dispel the aggravation.

Patience, Lara. Patience. Lara rubbed her chest slowly. Furthermore, he also caught up with Dante who first entered the house, while putting on a cheerful face as if nothing had happened.

"Morning, Om," said Dante when he met Narendra who was sitting on the sofa in the living room. Although there is no heart towards Lara, but as a prospective daughter-in-law she needs to be polite to her future in-laws. He must maintain good relations between two families because this matchmaking occurs also on his will.

"Dante." Putting his phone on the table, Narendra stood up to welcome Dante. "How are you?" The mature man reached out his hand to get a greeting from the prospective daughter-in-law.

"Well, Om," replied Dante while greeting Narendra.

"Please sit. You look fresh and energetic, yes. Just like Om was young."

Not knowing what to respond to Narendra's praise in any way, Dante just gave a smile without saying anything. Especially now that Lara had appeared and was suddenly sitting next to him. The water changed a little at that moment. Dante kept forcing his smile, at least until he took Lara out of the house.