The Price of Sainthood
Who are you in love with?

Lara immediately approached Alisha as soon as she knew the girl was coming. Not with a friendly face as usual, but a drawing gaze from the eyes like a sword blade that was ready to stick.

How does he not get inflamed! Because the half-sister came home with a radiant face. He boarded a luxury car that turned out to belong to his future fiancee. Actually what did Alisha do so that Dante would come and be willing to take her home?

Lara did not expect, her intention to trap Alisha in Selena's boutique actually ended sweet for Alisha. Who would have thought if Dante finally decided to come there too.

It's all because of that fucking David! Because of him I left the Aunt Selena boutique and missed a chance to fit clothes with Dante.

However, it was not that important point that made Lara anxious. Giving Alisha and Dante a chance together was a fatal mistake. Moreover, Dante will increasingly lose respect for him. Already the man is not in love, this negligence only makes things worse.

"Without?" Alisha is shocked when Lara suddenly blocks her way. He stopped his steps, then stuck in his place.

"Here you." Lara grabs Alisha's wrist without warning, then drags the girl without feeling.

Alisha who feels guilty has no intention of denying her step-sister's wishes. He could only obey wherever the girl took him.

Arriving at the side of the house, Lara stopped her steps and threw Alisha's body into the wall.

"sickness, Ra. What's my fault?" alisha protests while rubbing her right arm.

"ill? Do I want to give you more than this?" lara asked with an intimidating look.

"No way." Alisha shook her head quickly.

Lara looked at the bowed Alisha with a furious face. Teeth gritting. This innocent pretentious girl was really a threat to him. All this time he still survived and pretended to be fine. However, it doesn't seem like it anymore for now. This time he had to be tough. The girl should be taught a lesson. So, instantly a sentence was thrown out of his mouth.

"Well, you know Dante's grandchildren? Why do you want to come home with him!"

"Tante Selena asked, Ra. Me and Dante couldn't resist it" replied Alisha timidly. However, it was completely unable to make Lara's anger subside.

"Pinter nge-les you yes! Why bring Aunt Selena! Why does that woman have to watch over you!" Lara grunts rough. "You didn't hear what I said? Just a shirt fittings! Not the same meeting Dante, especially to go home together!"

"I'm horrified, Ra. Sorry ...." Alisha grimaced as Lara clutched her left arm. He could even feel the pointy nails of the girl stuck there.

"Sorry doang can't turn things around, Alisha," Lara said without letting go of her grip. His eyes were also still staring at Alisha sharply, and his jaw was tightening as well.

"I'm . I promise I won't repeat. I'll keep as far away from Dante as I can."

"Can I hold your word?"

Alisha nodded steadily. "Surely."

"Good."

Lara finally released her grip, then passed leaving Alisha with a wicked grin on her lips.

Elsewhere, Niken was sitting on a sofa playing on her phone. The squeaking sound of shoes that collide with granite floors finally attracts its attention. The woman raised her gaze and smiled to see her son coming.

"Dante. You're home yet?" tanyanya. "here, Honey. Something you want to talk about for a minute." He waved his hand.

"What's up, Ma?" Dante approaching. He sat down to take a position next to his mother, then looked at the door of his paradise fixed.

"Where were the clothes fittings? No smooth?"

Dante nodded. "Currently, Ma."

"What about Lara? Pretty?"

"Dante nodded again. "It's really pretty."

"You likey?"

"Like."

Dante simply answered his mother's questions according to what he thought without intending to explain the true events. Let it be her secret, Alisha and Aunt Selena.

Dante just smelled a smile. If only the mother knew what made her heart happy was Alisha ....

"Mama call Dante just want to ask that?" This time Dante's face looked even more serious when he asked.

"Gini Dante, Aunt Helena asked Mama to choose a cake for your fiancee. If you have any advice, which cake?" Niken asked for an opinion. He showed a mobile phone screen showing a photo of an assortment of cakes.

However, instead of giving his input, Dante actually refused while holding his mother's hand. "Don't ask for Dante's opinion, Ma. Dante doesn't understand that kind of problem."

"You can request your favorite cake. Or if you need Lara's favorite cake."

Dante thought for a moment, then shook his head. "I don't know what Lara's favorite cake is."

"No idea? Time is Dante. You've been together for months."

"You've been months, you've been weeks, if Dante doesn't know, you don't know, Ma!"

Niken sighed softly in response to the high-pitched expression of her only son. "Yes, if you don't know, Mama doesn't make it. Let Mama pick her own cake." Niken was weaving her lips as she glanced at Dante. He then focused his attention on several types of cakes that appear on the screen.

Dante who was originally snoring softly was finally interested in glancing. Suddenly there was an interest in his heart to see the beautiful and delicious looking cake despite half a peek.

Niken who realized that immediately reprimanded him cynically. "What look!"

"Ish, Mama. Just want to look at it can't."

"Shouldn't be interested? I can also join." Niken saw a cake design that attracted attention. Eyes sparkling. Reflex he brought his phone closer to Dante while asking. "That's funny, Dan? Does Lara like it?"

Dante saw it then argued. "I didn't know Lara. But if Alisha would have liked it. She likes sweet and soft cakes. Like this one, this one, and this one." Dante pointed at some pictures of the cake alternately. "Well, this one is also Alisha likes it, Ma said. There's a topping to his cheese. Alisha could have eaten a lot of it."

At once Niken looked at Dante's face with an astonished expression. I don't know what Dante is thinking right now? The young man may have mentioned Alisha's name several times for her engagement to Lara.

Dante who was not aware even looked back at his mother with a clueless expression. "Kok see that Dante is like Ma? Is something wrong?" ask her with a plain face.

"Obviously something's wrong, Dante! Who exactly do you want to be engaged to, anyway? Alisha or Lara?"

"Yes with Lara, Ma! It's not like you're Dante's match with Lara."

"But why do you know Alisha better than Lara? Why do you understand Alisha better than Lara!"

Dante just flinching. But his brain thinks. My mother's words have a point. What the fuck is this? How could he know more about his future brother-in-law than his potential fiancee. He understands Alisha's character better than Lara's. And he also understands Alisha's favorite rather than Lara's.

It turns out that even though he was about to get engaged, he actually did not understand anything about Lara. How would you understand if you knew him still reluctant?

"Dante ...." Niken rubbed his son's back attentively. Dante who initially looked riled up now turned to look at him with an elusive expression. "Mama know? Who do you love, son?"

Dante gave a rough sigh and shook his head. "Why did Mama ask that?"

"It's very important for your future, Dante. Mama needs to know." Niken paused his words for a moment. "Dante, just so you know, honey. We did match you, but it also went your way. If you refuse from the beginning, we also raise our hands and will not continue the matchmaking. Do you know the danger of marrying without love? Forever their home will run without love. What impact? Every day always checks. Cheated. Divorce's ends. Sometimes the child is the victim. Do you want to be like that?"

Dante turned his back and shook his head strongly. "No, Ma."

"Then go after your true love, son."

A pair of Dante's Eyes. He could hardly believe what he had just heard.

"What did Mama have to say?"

"It's still less obvious, huh?" Niken brought his mouth closer to the earlobe of the son. Then he spoke with slow intonation so that Dante could hear it more clearly. "Jar-jar-ta all-you! That clear?"

Dante held his ear while laughing out loud. How his ears are not restless if the mother screams. However, the feeling of the pengang changed happily because he had received support from the mother. Just hurry he hugged the woman beside him while showering kisses.

"Thank you very much, Ma. Thanks ... much. There's still time I'll pursue my true love."

"Spirit!" Niken gives support by clenching a raised hand like the shape of an elbow."