The Price of Sainthood
She who?

This morning, Dante was so excited to drive his bike to the market at a moderate pace. The young man is not alone. Behind her is Alisha, a beautiful girl who recently managed to grab the attention of Dante was sitting sweetly piggybacking while wrapping her hands to her stomach.

"Well, that's dong. It's good to hold that. I'm afraid you'll miss the road. Understandably, I do not feel the boncengin people," said Dante with a smile full of victory. He was satisfied because he managed to make Alisha hug him from behind.

"If you do not feel boncengin people I am what do you consider? Rice sack?" alisha asked, not accepting. The girl pursed her lips while glancing at Dante in annoyance.

"Bagusan is also a sack of rice."

Dante's answer made Alisha growl. What do you mean try? She who is beautiful is said to lose well from a nice sack of rice.

"Boncengin you feel again boncengin cotton sacks if you no longer hold," continued Dante again to avoid misunderstanding Alisha. "Very light. That's why I'm afraid you fell into the wind. You don't want me to stay because I think I'm still sitting in the fucking cuddle, right?"

"Basic!" alisha pretends to be upset. The girl turned her gaze in the other direction even though her lips were flattering a timid smile. "I'm not that light, kali."

Dante who could see Alisha's expression through the rearview mirror could only comment on a smile. His left hand deliberately moved to touch Alisha's fingers on her stomach gently before then grasping her like she did not want the soft hand to move away from there.

Alisha's eyes bought feel the grip. Undeniably, there is a strange denyar that radiates into his heart. However, he did not want to rashly judge Dante to have feelings for him. Given that Dante is a motorcycle taxi driver, it could be that Dante always behaves so with all his passengers.

"So you really like all your passengers?" Whether it's an accusation or just plain curious, but Alisha really wants Dante to answer that.

"Like gini what?" ask Dante not to understand.

"Yes gini. Hold people's hands" explained Alisha.

Suddenly Dante looked down at his hand attached to Alisha's fingers and laughed after noticing it. Because he felt he did not do that, he clearly denied Alisha's accusation. "Not so, Al! I guess I'm just like you."

Dante's answer made Alisha breathe a sigh of relief. Is it wrong if he is happy? He felt like he was special to Dante.

"Rarely the same as me? No one's jealous, is he?"

"Oh my goodness Al! Who would be jealous of me, anyway? You know, I am a poor man. No girl wants to be with me even though my craziness is more than an artist."

At first Alisha felt sorry for Dante. However, after hearing the young man's last sentence, Alisha reflexively became irritated. He immediately chimed in Dante's sentence of ridicule.

"Basic of a narcissistic poor guy. No girl wants to be with you! Money doesn't exist but his confidence level is incredible."

"Belvin. The important thing is that you like, wekk," Dante replied in a mischievous tone while sticking out his tongue, which immediately made Alisha's face turn the eyeball.

"You're not angry, are you?" dante asked making sure after a while the two fell silent. He looked at Alisha's face through the rearview mirror to see the girl's expression. "I'm asking you not to misunderstand me, yeah. I just want you to be safe. But if you mind, I won't repeat it again."

"No, Dan. I don't mind." Alisha answered quickly. Either because he likes it or for the sake of appreciating Dante's good intentions. "I appreciate your good intentions. Thanks, yeah."

Dante smiled and nodded his head. "Together."

"But not often, yeah."

"Yes, Al. I understand, really. I don't want to have an accident either."

Alisha smiled in response to Dante's understanding. There was no rejection when he leaned his chin on the young man's shoulder. With Dante, there was a comfort he never got from any man. Is it wrong if he hangs his hopes on the young man? She is just an ordinary girl who needs love and affection. And only Dante has been able to make his heart pound even though until now there is no status between them.

Shortly after, the two-wheeled vehicle turned at the gate of a market. The atmosphere of the place immediately welcomed the two. Alisha rushed down and removed the helmet hook she was wearing.

"I shop first, yeah. If you want to find a passenger first do not pa-pa really, Dan," said Alisha while handing the helmet to Dante.

"No, Al. I will not find any other passengers. I didn't bring the jacket on purpose." Dante receives the helmet from Alisha's hand, and then hangs it on the rearview bike. He looked at Alisha's messy hair and smiled. "Your hair is a mess, nih."

Without hesitation his hand moved tidying up the hair of the girl in front of him. It makes the person smile awkwardly and embarrassed. Although it can not be denied if Alisha herself really likes it.

"You don't mind if I help you shop. Instead of me waiting on the bike, there were no friends talking," Dante said later, asking for approval. Which instantly made Alisha raise her eyebrows like in disbelief.

"That's okay, Dan. It's stuffy inside."

"No pa-pa. I'm gonna help you get some groceries. Remember, bring groceries. Not a treat! I have no money, hehe." Dante grinned after putting pressure on his sentence.

"Who would ask for a treaty!" Alisha blinks her lips. However, a moment later he spoke in a cheerful tone. "But if there are people who offer help, I can't refuse, anyway. Pamali, hey. Yes, I went in yuk. Keep intilin I let not stray in the market," joked Alisha who made Dante laugh.

"I'm so good, Al. Time is stray, Ah."

"Who knows, Dan."

The two then walked together to a store that sold complete cake ingredients subscription Alisha and her mother. And along the way to that place, Dante has not stopped showing attention through action.

One of them, when there is a Kang transporting goods that pass filled the road. Dante immediately pulled Alisha's hand because the girl almost got hit. Alisha who walked while playing her phone was just the origin of the road without seeing the situation right left front back. Lucky at that time Dante moved swiftly.

So too when Alisha stumbles. Dante moves swiftly to catch Alisha before the girl falls down.

The shocked Alisha could only be silent with her eyes rounded while adjusting her hunting breath.

"Aren't you pa-pa? Is anyone sick?" Dante asked to make sure while checking Alisha's legs. There was a look of anxiety on his face.

"No, Dan. I'm not pa-pa. Just surprised," said Alisha reassured.

Dante who initially crouched down now stood up after sure Alisha must be fine. He then shook his head weakly while exhaling a rough breath.

"If the road is focused dong, Al. Don't toy hp mulu. Toys hp in public places while walking like you earlier is dangerous loh. Besides being able to provoke evil, his you can also be wretched!" tegus Dante then with a serious expression.

"But it will be later, Al. Not playing hp in the narrow streets like gini!"

"Yes sorry. I'm not wrong. Don't be mad at that, Dan."

"Yes, I'm not angry. The important thing is not to repeat."

"Surely," said Alisha assured. Both continue their journey. However, this time Dante must hold Alisha's hand to ensure her safety.

"Well, who is Alisha? His girlfriend? That's a really good-looking thing." The store owner immediately greeted Alisha with questions when they just arrived. Just hurry Dante let go of his grip to avoid Alisha's discomfort.

"Mbak Irma what the hell, anyway? Dante's just my best friend Ma'am, nothing more."

"Ih, but you're compatible, you know. So it's not pa-pa either," the old woman's tease again.

"What the hell, Ma'am." That's all Alisha can say to chimed in the seductive words of the woman named Irma.

Dante who also both heard it can only silence and choose to busy his phone outside the store. Although he admitted, there was a different feeling in his heart when he was with Alisha that he never felt when with other girls.

However, he could not rashly conclude that it was love given Alisha's side job background. What would his parents say if they knew his son's girlfriend was such a girl. Even though his feelings were passionate, he felt the need to consider it.

Somehow later, Alisha came out with a large plastic bag in hand. Seeing Dante realize his arrival and immediately stand up in welcome, Alisha smiled kindly. He deliberately forbade Dante to enter in order to avoid the talk of people who do not about them. As a result, Dante could only wait and sit in front of the store.

"Have you finished the shopping?" dante asked to make sure while keeping his phone in his pants pocket.

"The shopping is done, but there's still something inside."

"I'm helping you get it?" bargain Dante.

"No need," stop Alisha. "I'm alone."

Dante nodded weakly and let Alisha go inside. When finished, the two then together walked to the motorbike to put the groceries. Dante brought the heavy and left the light-hearted for Alisha.

"And, bestie I met, how's dong?" alisha asked for consideration as soon as the two arrived at the motorbike and arranged the groceries.

"Well after we get home, Al. Why ribet?"

"But he went to the market, Dan."

"Huh? Until you get here?"

"Yes." Yeah." Alisha nodded to make sure. "We met him a long time ago, yeah. He invited me to stay here in the decrees."

"I don't have to. Males I became the third of the mothers. Mending also brought home the groceries."

"Related, don't you want to?"

"Know, I am."

"Not angry, are you?"

"Gapain angry?" dante answered convincingly. "When you're done, just call me. Let me pick you up."

"Well, so take your breath away, huh."

"No pa-pa."

Alisha's phone rang after that. The beautiful girl with clear eyes shifted the picture of the green phone handle and then attached it to her right ear.

"Hello, Ra, where are you? I'm in the parking lot, here. Oh yeah, you're not that far?" Alisha asked enthusiastically and then spread her gaze. And when he saw a girl wearing a miniskirt and denim jacket waving to him, he waved back and laughed.

"And, it's my bestie, my acquaintance, yes," pointed Alisha at Lara who was running over to her. Dante's gaze followed Alisha's index finger, then nodded his head.

Alisha extended her hand to welcome Lara who had already spread her arms. The two girls hugged.

"Geez Lara, why use my nyusulin to the market all? Later you fainted like a giant breathes stuffy air," said Alisha not feeling good as soon as they unraveled the embrace.

"No pa-pa, Al. I'm curious about what the mood of the market is like, anyway" Lara replied.

"Ra, you know, this is my best friend Dante."

Lara suddenly turned her eyes to the guy in a denim jacket who was sitting on the motorcycle with full groceries on the front. The young man turned his head while extending his hand.

"Dante," he said, introducing himself.

Lara greeted him.

"More."

Unlike Dante who immediately threw his face after shaking hands. Alisha actually frowned when she had a glimpse of Dante's face.

Who is he, huh? Why does his face look so familiar?