The Price of Sainthood
The most terrible wound

Alisha can only resign when Dante takes her somewhere. Both of them are piggybacking on a motor that is traveling at that medium speed.

If usually he will obey Dante's order to hold on, now Alisha is indifferent even though Dante will drop him in the middle of the road.

Thousands of regrets and disappointments rattled in his heart. I don't know what mistake Alisha made until this young man hurt her in such a way.

Dante got into his life all of a sudden. The young man managed to occupy the deepest chamber in the trough of hearts. Seizing all the attention of Alisha so that the girl felt that there was no more perfect young man than her.

And now, while in the trough of her heart is inhabited by one name, Alisha must swallow the bitter reality if the man who made her fall in love has deceived her raw. Falsifying its origins.

Disillusioned. Very disappointed. It felt like Alisha wanted to cry just to see the young man in front of her. Dante is not only good at playing with feelings, but also good at hiding his lies. Worse yet, he can be relaxed as usual like a sinless human being.

"Al, just be quiet. You're all right, aren't you?"

Not knowing what to answer, Alisha was silent only a thousand languages despite the many questions that were crammed in her brain. Let alone asking, to hold back tears so as not to spill, he must try his hardest. Don't let Dante see her crying, or the young man will consider her a weak woman who can't stand on her own feet.

Alisha looked around when Dante suddenly turned his motor handlebar somewhere. Apparently the young man took her to the city park. The place where the artificial lake is located.

"Remain all the way here, anyway? I was hot, uh I just invited to the doang park." Instead of feeling happy as usual, Alisha actually said ketus while bending her face.

It was clear that Dante was frowning in wonder at the unnatural attitude of the girl. He watched Alisha for a moment, then tried hard to dispel the negative thoughts that suddenly stopped by.

He decided to refocus on his original goal of bringing Alisha here. He wants to talk seriously. From heart to heart. He needs to make sure of something before making a decision. Because the impact is not only for the present but long term. For their future exactly.

"Al, why are you pouting that anyway? We're in the garden now. Isn't this your favorite place to find peace?" Dante spoke softly with a reminiscent tone. He couldn't make Alisha's mood worse by talking out loud.

"That was before, Dan. Same thing now," said Alisha. The girl was still at home not looking at the young man who invited her.

"Sorry .... I thought you still liked this place like yesterday."

Unbeknownst to Dante, Alisha closed her eyes trying to hold the crammed clear melt. His clenched hands firmly held tightness. He had even tried to provoke Dante in such a way, but the young man responded with patience. Does a young man like that deserve a girl like him?

Lord ... please help this servant of yours. Give me the strength to do everything well. You can, Alisha. You definitely can. He was trying to strengthen himself.

For whatever sake, Dante was the only young man he wanted to keep until the end of his life. Dante is one of the reasons why Alisha can be as tough as it is to face a cruel world.

However, should he compete with his recently met half-sister? Should he be egoistic by bringing Dante into his miserable life?

No. gabe.

Dante needs to be happy.

Dante must marry a girl who is equal to him. Not Alisha. A girl who doesn't even have anything. A person who introduced himself as his father had not even revealed the trunk of his nose for a few days. Especially if not for regretting having had a drop as bad as him? What else is left of him besides destruction?

"Alisha."

"I ...."

Alisha can't help but be fascinated every time she comes face to face with Dante. His eyes are hypnotizing. Dante's warm fingers that always hold his hand like they provide protection, it really leaves opium that is difficult to release. He can only freeze when Dante is sweet by slipping his hairline behind his ears.

"I don't know since when this sense is present then grows and develops. I even forgot since when these eyes were soaring and couldn't see any beauty other than you."

Dante paused his words in order to compile the right words to express his feelings.

"Alisha .. Will you be the only one who loves and loves me? We look to the future without looking back. Accept each other without remembering the past that has been passed. I'm sure you feel the same way as me. That's why I dare to say it."

Who does not melt if there is a young man who is loved first expressed his feelings with these romantic words. Likewise with Alisha who almost flew into the clouds because she was so happy.

However, the faces of Lara and her father Dante instantly dance in the eyes and successfully awaken Alisha from a pseudo-dream. The girl flinched and immediately pulled her hand from Dante's warm grasp.

"What the hell is Dan! Pake hold-hold the hands of all!"

The romantic atmosphere that Dante deliberately built was instantly overcast by Alisha's unexpected reaction. Dante was flabbergasted to round his eyes in disbelief.

What happened was beyond his expectations. He imagined Alisha's eyes would be teary because they were moved and happy by the statement of sincere love from her. He thinks the dipper will be together because he believes Alisha also has the same feeling. Or maybe he is too confident? Could it be that Alisha was surprised and felt pressured to show such a reaction?

"Why the hell, Al? Isn't it common to hold hands?" Dante's forehead frowned in wonder.

"That's because I respect you as a friend huh, Dan! Not anything else!"

"Al, you can say it a little soft. As usual that is. Today we are a little different."

"Different?" Alisha repeated a word from Dante in a dubious tone. His lips also showed a dismissive grin. "Not wrong? Aren't you a bit different? Strange chests, in fact!" ketus.

"Al, I'm in love with you again. I tried to be as romantic as possible with the limitations I had. I've taken you to your favorite place. I am sincere in love with you, Al. Is this how you think of me?"

"Nyatain love? OMG." Alisha's two hands compactly held her head as if feeling shocked and dizzy instantly. He held up his index finger like asking Dante's attention to give him a chance to talk. "Wait waiting. So this story was you shooting at me? In a way like that? Without flowers or rings?"

For the umpteenth time Dante was flabbergasted by Alisha's words. He did not even believe what he heard so he asked again to be sure.

"You mean, Al?"

"Dante-" Alisha rubbed Dante's shoulder with an expression of understanding. "You know, all those women love the sparkling. Not only the words of a pearl but he needed gold gems as well. You know, I'm a tough guy! I need a lot of money to change things and raise my mother's degree. Then, if I get someone like you, what do I rely on to be able to realize that! From here you understand, right?" He ended the words with a soft pat on Dante's shoulder as a form of support. A sneering grin did not even forget he pinned it on his pink lips.

Unfortunately, the inflamed Dante did not see a speck of crystal falling from the eye when Alisha turned around. The man didn't know his heart hurt more than he felt.

The greatest hurt is when we hurt a loved one intentionally.