The Price of Sainthood
Dante's Meeting with Sena

Dante stared at Alisha's back nanar who moved away from her to get inside the house. Boro-boro got a thank you after driving home. Or at least a sweet smile and a wave of the hand. The girl won't even talk along the way.

Dante felt his mistake this time was fatal. If Alisha does not want to look at her face, then getting her forgiveness is an impossibility.

"What do I have to do to fix everything, Al?" lirih Dante without taking his eyes off. He sat behind the wheel without turning off the engine. Staring at his Eyebrow that was walking half-run. "I want us to be better. I want us to be together first. If you know our stages of being together, just one more step ...."

Dante breathed a heavy sigh. A lifetime of being there will be useless if you do nothing. Finally he decided to leave after believing Alisha entered the house in a safe state. Now his job is to think of a way for Alisha to forgive.

On the way home, Dante's vision caught the figure of a girl on the side of the road. The girl looked like she was waiting for someone.

Dante reduced his speed and looked at the girl while squinting. The girl was no stranger to him.

"It wasn't Sena? Why is he there again?" Dante muttering. Without a second thought, he stopped the car right in front of Sena and lowered the windshield. Without hesitation he smiled at Sena who looked confused. The girl half bent down to see her face.

"Dante? You're really Dante?" he asked half in disbelief.

"Yes. You're Sena, right? I'm afraid it's the wrong person" said Dante kindly.

"Yes. I'm Sena." The girl replied while widening her smile. His eyes watch Dante's car inside, and he makes sure that Dante is alone.

Dante who realized that only revealed a smile without speaking. Maybe Sena thinks she's with Alisha.

"Where are you going, Dan? How do you stop here?" asked Sena with a curious face. He did not expect that the rich Dante still remembered him. Truly an amazing young man.

"I was going home. But just look at you here, I don't know why you want to come."

Sena smiled shyly at Dante's words. Then he listened as Dante continued to talk with questions.

"Where are you going?"

"Oh, me? I actually want to go with a friend. But until this hour hasn't come."

"A meeting here?"

Sena nodded.

"Why don't you take her to your house?" Dante asked in wonder. He thinks Sena's friend is immoral. Letting the girl wait for a long time stood by the side of the road.

"I was out of there, so just ask to pick me up here. That is," explained Sena. He pointed to a cafe building when he said the word 'sana'. "But I've been waiting for two hours. It doesn't seem like he's coming."

Poor thing. Dante looked at Sena's gloomy face.

"I'll take you to a place of appointment?" bargain Dante sincere. "From waiting here long ago."

Instantly Sena's gloomy face changed. "really? No need to take nicotine, right?" tanyanya.

"It's not exactly."

"Yes. Wanna. When else to ride an expensive car, right." Sena laughed as she fixed her tiny bag sling. He immediately got into the car after being opened the door by Dante. All right, there's a lot he wants to ask Dante about Alisha.

"Thank you a lot, Dante. So take your nicotine, huh."

"Ah, no need to take drugs," replied Dante kindly. The young man began to run his car at a moderate speed. Since he did not know where Sena was going, he finally decided to ask. "Oh yeah, where do you want to meet?"

"It wasn't a meeting, Dan. I'm going to go home. I'm disappointed I'm the same as him." Sena answered annoyedly when she remembered her friend, and it made Dante laugh.

"Yes friends?"

"Not."

"Continue?"

"Client."

"I think I'm in PHP-in. Good thing you're sending me." Sena turned to Dante and then smiled wryly. He felt saved by the kindness of the young man.

"Other times be careful if you want to accept jobs from unknown clients. Fear even ngerugiin you."

Sena breathed heavily. "Yes Dan. I thought he could be trusted."

Dante responded to Sena's complaint with a smile. He was silent for a moment, then called out to Sena very carefully.

"Sen."

"Yes." Yeah."

"You don't want to change professions? Plis, no offense. I mean, I do that job. Like people in general. Do you not intend to build a household? You can't go on forever, right?"

Sena looked down regretfully at Dante's words. "Actually I want to live a normal life like everyone else, Dan. But what's more, I don't have any other skills."

Sena paused her speech while exhaling a heavy breath. "I've been trying to apply for a job here and there, Dante. But there's no call at all. Some even refuse. My diploma is only a Junior High graduate. What they are looking for is a graduate. It's a long way, isn't it?"

Dante smiled understandingly. "I can help you find a job."

"Ah, that's real." Sena laughed doubtfully. However, he immediately felt a fresh breeze and a great hope. Honestly, it had been a long time since he had wanted to leave the black valley, but the world seemed to have never sided with him. And now, if Dante had already made an offer of assistance, could he have turned it down. Dante is the son of a rich man. Surely the young man had power over the company of his parents.

Immediately imagined something beautiful in the mind of Sena. Goodwork. Many friends. Boss understanding. Thank goodness someone sincerely loved her. And importantly, he was not complicated during the application process. He did not expect grandiose. The important thing is a job with a halal salary that is in accordance with his education. Wouldn't it be after marriage that her responsibilities would shift to her husband?

"Yes really. My dad has a big factory that employs thousands of people. No need for a diploma to get in there. The important thing is to have the skills and hard work. If it is not possible, prospective employees can join the training first."

"I want to, Dante! I mauuu!" Sena screamed enthusiastically. He even shook Dante's arm so happy.

"Yes, yeah. I'll tell HRD there."

"OK," said Sena with her spring face. The two talked casually about work. Until, Sena who could not help herself finally offended the name Alisha. "And, Alisha how are you? You guys must have met a lot, right?"

"Yes. Quite often. What if you yourself? Still good with him?" said Dante who then continued by asking back.

"Still dong. Every day we chat and phone. We often tell stories. Alisha is not a type of human like nuts who forget their skin after being happy. Unfortunately, his activities are still tight. College and private lessons. On holiday we promise to meet."

Dante smiled at Sena's story. His admiration for Alisha increased.

"You're all yourself, Dan. Still want to continue with Lara's fiancee?"

"Come, Sen. I'm confused."

"Why jungles? Are you in a dilemma? You love Lara, don't you?"

"Sen, maybe Alisha told you that Lara and I were engaged to be betrothed. But Alisha never told me that what I love is her?"

Sena was silent at Dante's question. He is confused about what to answer while Alisha asks that all her stories should be kept secret.

"Sen, from the beginning I was in love with Alisha. I have expressed my feelings to him. But you know what he answered?" Dante looked at Sena for a moment with his sad face before returning to focus on the highway. "He rejected me, Sen. And the reason is because I am poor. Even if he knew what my papa's wealth was like, he would have regretted rejecting me."

Dante was silent for a moment. His right hand scooped his face with a huff. Meanwhile Sena remained silent and watched Dante with a look of pity. He listened well as Dante continued his story.

"I know there's love in Alisha's eyes for me. But I don't know why he rejected me! I am not the criteria of what Alisha's dream guy is like. But what lack of me, Sena! I don't even mind Alisha's past. I'll take her for who she is, and I'll give her everything."

"Eh, wait a minute." Sena interrupted after hearing the words 'past' from Dante's mouth. "What is Alisha's past? Alisha's past feelings are fine. It's normal."

Dante looked at Sena with an incomprehensible face. Sena who understood Dante's feelings continued his explanation.

"Okay, Alisha was born to a poor mother because of her birth father's death. But you know for yourself what Alisha's life is like now. He's even worth it to you, right?"

"It's not the past, Sena. But Alisha's job. Sorry before, Sena. But isn't Alisha the same as you? Isn't he ...."