The Price of Sainthood
Repeated disappointment

Dante was so excited when he picked Alisha up for Sena's contract. He was too happy to the point that Alisha who was very difficult to contact a moment ago did not bother at all.

Today he also has to express his feelings. Alisha is a sincere girl and what is. He was sure that the girl would receive it even without a bouquet of flowers or a jewel ring.

Alisha's unpleasant welcome in Sena's contract is still understandable. Maybe Alisha was just tired and she came at the wrong time. However, the statement of love remains a statement of love. This is an emergency and cannot be delayed.

Want to talk directly there also does not feel because there is Sena in the middle of them. Honestly, he didn't like the butterfly girl that night. Moreover, seeing Alisha befriended him too closely. He was afraid that Sena would have a bad influence on Alisha.

Regardless of what the past looks like, Alisha, she will not bother because she is truly in love. What matters now is that the girl has completely left her night world.

Honestly, Dante can feel the change in Alisha's attitude from the time of driving together towards the park. Unlike usual, the girl looked ogah-ogahan and just kept quiet throughout the journey. His face was also bent like a shabby cloth.

At that time Dante was not too concerned because he did not feel wrong. All he had in mind was a statement of love. After that he will go home and introduce Alisha to his parents.

He is sure that his father and mother will bless him because Alisha is a beautiful and independent girl. Isn't what matters most is love?

Alisha has also passed many trials from him and the results passed with good grades. What is there to doubt about Alisha?

"Remain all the way here, anyway? I was hot, uh I just invited to the doang park."

The words that Alisha said after reaching the park successfully made Dante flabbergasted. The girl was being turned upside down than usual and was reluctant to look at Dante in the face. Honestly, Dante was very surprised. However, as a real man he still tries to understand.

He only frowned while observing the movements of Alisha who turned her back while scaping her chest. The girl was now staring at the calm surface of the artificial lake water.

Slowly, he approached the girl and stood beside her. "Al, why are you pouting that anyway? We're in the garden now. Isn't this your favorite place to find peace?" the question is slow as it reminds. However, Alisha's answer only made her more astonished.

"That was before, Dan. Same thing now."

Dante sighed softly. He thinks Alisha's having a monthly guest. Maybe that's what makes this girl more sensitive than usual.

"Sorry .... I thought you still liked this place like yesterday." Dante has spoken slowly and understood, even Alisha threw away her face. Love is still love even if the girl is sulking or angry. It just needs to multiply the stock of patience and melt the heart of the woman. Alisha may be testing it.

Not wanting to delay any longer, Dante approached Alisha who had previously moved to create distance.

"Alisha."

The girl he called even jumped. Alisha was surprised when she approached.

"Al," he called again softly.

As usual, Alisha would look at her lovingly and warmly. However, strangely this time the clear eye looks puffy. And now even glassy. As she asks to be sure, Alisha simply answers herself alright. Is it because of her so much interest? Because, after that Dante was very sweet.

The cool breeze that blew that afternoon blew away the beautiful strands of Alisha's hair that was scattered. It is stroked to tidy up and tuck behind the ear. Next, grasping those two cold and trembling hands gently to channel warmth.

Dante began to say beautiful sentences that he had assembled when deciding Alisha was the woman. Although his heartbeat was irregular, he tried as calmly as possible when stating.

Really, Dante never felt this romantic togetherness. As she expressed her feelings, Alisha listened carefully, looked at her with tenderness, and revealed a sweet smile full of joy. Those clear eyes showed a happy twinkle. Almost as if not expecting.

He was even so confident the dipper would be welcomed and his love accepted. But an unexpected thing happened. Suddenly Alisha released her hand from her grasp and put on a riled face.

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

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

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

Dante. He's surprised. Maybe because Alisha was not used to it, so surprised like this. But can he speak more subtly? Is Alisha showing another side of her? The girl was even offended as she complained about her sudden change in attitude. Instead of realizing, even Alisha accused Dante.

"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?" Finally Dante expressed his protest because he could barely stand it. This time Alisha had gone too far and she felt the need to rebuke him. Unfortunately, a shocking reaction was again directed by Alisha.

The girl showed excessive shock. They even demand something inappropriate. Alisha really showed a different attitude. Alisha is not the Alisha Dante knows.

Dante's heart was like being hit by a huge chunk of rock over and over again. Alisha refuses her love. However, that was not what made him even more inflamed. If before Alisha treatment always gives comfort, but now the girl's tongue becomes the sharpest dagger that scratches the heart. Alisha not only rejected him, but also denigrated him as a poor man.

I don't know how much disappointment surrounds a Dante's heart. The girl who was now moving left him had ripped his heart apart, breaking it into pieces.

That was the sacrifice he made. In vain it fosters feelings. If the end will be the same in disappointed words, he regrets ever knowing an Alisha.

Just then his phone rang. Jonathan's name was on his screen. He rubbed the corner of his eye before receiving the call and tried to be tough. There's no reason for him to stay here anymore. There is nothing left but hate.

Looking straight ahead while attaching the phone to his ear, Dante apologized.

"Jo, pick me up right now. I'll go home and accept the match, whoever the woman is."