The Price of Sainthood
Papa's besan candidate

Dante drives his car with a riled face. When he arrived home, his parents greeted him with a smile. He snorted softly. Because called, would not want to walk up to them even with lazy steps.

"Papa's son is great. Finally dare to show maturity by deciding to commit." Robby praised him, even before Dante actually stood in front of him.

Hearing Robby's praise, Dante could only grieve. Commit whats! My guy got pitched, too!

"Pa–" hesitates, Dante hangs his words. Robby, who saw a cloudy expression on his son's face, frowned and then raised his chin instead of a question. "Can't her fiance be postponed first?"

"What?" Robby and Niken were shocked at the same time. "Didn't you just decide? Why is it suddenly postponed? Why (why)?"

"Dante ... Dante's just not ready." Dante looked down while throwing his eyes away. Not ready to see the angry reaction of his parents.

Robby and Niken looked at each other, then shook their heads inexhaustibly at the same time. Dante may have asked for his engagement to be postponed, while only a short time ago the decision was made.

"Darling ...." Niken took a step forward, gently rubbed his son's back and spoke softly. "The engagement is not a pickle game that can just go back and forth. It involves the union of two great families. We can't be careless! Besides, why are you suddenly so plan-planted?"

"Dante's not ready, Ma."

"If you're not ready why you agreed to the accelerated event!" suhut Niken in a high tone, rather upset. The gentle expression on his face just now slightly turned furious.

"When chatting with Om Narendra, Dante was less focused, Ma. Dante says that's what they say." Dante grabbed Niken's arm and looked at the woman pleading. His hand also shook Niken's arm and spoke expectantly. "Help Dante, Ma. Plis, help Dante."

Unable to answer anything, Niken and Robby could only look at each other in wonder.

***

Lara's face looked tense when a message entered her phone. A photo sent by someone successfully changed his mood in just one second. The flowery feeling of welcoming the engagement day vanished changing concerns.

He immediately grabbed a tote bag on the nightstand and walked hurriedly out of the room. Exactly, Narendra who was on the ground floor had welcomed him as if he had been waiting.

"Darling, you happened to come down. Just wanted Papa to come up and call you. Come on, follow Papa between these cakes to–" Narendra hung his words and watched Lara closely. "Where are you going? How is it in such a hurry?" she asked later, seeing Lara's tense face.

"Lara's going out for a second, Pa. Sorry, Lara can't come." Ignoring the astonished face of his papa, he just passed by.

"Take Alisha, Pa. Pli." It just so happened that Alisha appeared among them. Not understanding what Lara was saying, she looked at her father and half-sister with a confused expression. Lara doesn't care about that. He turned around for a moment, looking at Narendra while holding his hand in front of his chest expectantly.

Narendra sighed. Looking at his daughter's situation which seemed to be very emergency, he finally nodded in agreement. "Yes already. Be careful."

"Surely, Pa."

Narendra let Lara go with half-run steps. Although he is honestly curious about the emergency that forced Lara to leave now, but Narendra chose to hold back and give her confidence to her daughter. Looking at the cake box with the expensive brand in his right hand, he flicked his shoulders.

It was an expensive cake that Helena had ordered from abroad specifically for special people's hands. Unfortunately the woman was busy with her routine, so asked Narendra with Lara to deliver her to the recipient's house. And unfortunately again, Lara was not allowed to come with him.

Staring at Alisha with a gentle smile, Narendra asked. "Alisha, heard Lara's words? Alisha wants Papa to deliver this cake, right?"

The girl smiled and nodded obediently. "You, Pa."

"Good, papa's son. You're not busy?"

"Emm." Alisha shook her head quickly. Although it should be today he must complete the tasks that accumulate, but chose to accompany his dear papa. He can do it after he gets home.

"If so now we go. Hurriedness."

The father and son agreed to leave at that time. Alisha takes over the cake in Narendra's hands for her to bring. Even when he got in the car, he hugged him wholeheartedly. The car started to be run by a private driver trust Narendra. Because there was no talk, Alisha decided to ask where the father would take her to start the conversation.

However, unfortunately Narendra's answer then successfully made the girl turn her back.

"To the house of the future besan Papa, dear. To Dante's house."

Glug.

Although it was spoken by Narendra in a friendly tone, but success made him swallow with difficulty.