The Price of Sainthood
Pleased to Meet
"Basic naughty. Could've just left me." The handsome man scolded the woman like a father to his daughter.
The woman looked up, and when their faces faced each other, she got a soft pinch right on her pointed nose.
"Honey .. don't be so ...!" whining the woman in a spoiled tone while gently brushing her husband's hand. Lips cone. His hand rubbed the tip of the flushed nose.
"That's punishment!" firmly the man still with a dear look. His gaze then circulated to the side, where the two bandits were still sprawled. A moment later, he shook his head inexhaustibly.
"And what is this? Don't tell me it's all you, honey." He looked at his wife, demanding an explanation. It was as if what he saw was his wife's usual doing.
The woman nodded, then smiled wryly. "Wrong, huh?" ask him while grinning.
"Let's." The man spoke with great emphasis. Then gently nudge his wife's smooth forehead. Make the woman frown and then cut her lips.
"It's an emergency, honey. I have to move fast before it's too late." He reasoned.
The woman is telling the truth. That afternoon, he wanted to visit the park so much. Accompanied by her beloved husband, she sat by an artificial lake while enjoying a snack.
The hot weather made him want to eat something fresh. When she asked her husband for permission to buy ice cream in the garden area, his attention was caught on a girl who was walking while crying.
As both women and even more the middle of a two-bodied, he becomes more sensitive than usual. Whether because of himself or maybe the baby's birth, now he is easily curious about what he sees. Until, unknowingly, the foot step slowly followed the girl who turned out to be Alisha.
He saw everything. He witnessed how Alisha did not look around when she was about to cross over until she was almost hit and cursed by road users. He did refrain from moving and watching from a distance because he knew the girl was safe.
However, when the two young men wanted to harass him without feeling, he could not remain silent. The girl must be helped or her future will fall apart.
"Think of your safety with our baby, dear" said the husband. "You shouldn't have to intervene alone. You can ask for my help or Billy." He looked back, glancing at a bespectacled man who was also no less handsome was holding his chest next to his luxury car. Alisha immediately guessed maybe that's what she called Billy.
"Sorry," said the woman regretfully as she put on an anxious face.
"Don't get used to making rash decisions!" he gave a warning. He did not know that his words made Alisha who became the source of the problem so unpleasant. So that he who is now standing hastily refused to mediate.
"I'm wrong, sir. Not your wife. I'm sorry."
The two couples turned their heads towards Alisha. While the woman hastily rejected the words of the girl she helped in order to avoid misunderstandings.
"Hey, don't talk so much." She turned her eyes to her husband and tried to convince him. "It's purely my wish. You know what your wife looks like, don't you?"
The man sighed slowly. He shook his head and rubbed his wife's head gently. "I know you have a noble heart. But think about your safety, too, yeah."
The woman nodded steadily. "Surely."
"Promise."
The couple smiled and reunited in arms. Alisha who was there could only swallow while turning her face away. It's a scene that no one can see like him. Pamali. Can be convulsing for no reason. Pretending not to know seems better than bluntly peeking.
"Dear." The woman whispered after breaking her arms. She glanced at Alisha and looked back at her husband.
"Yes?"
"I feel sorry for him. He seemed to be having a severe problem. Can I help him?"
The man immediately chuckled. "So girls don't be pretentious, honey. He will misunderstand your good intentions. Tell me, what do you want to do with him?"
"Something." The woman answered innocently while shaking her head. "He's got a name, and I don't know."
"Gosh my god." The man patted his own head. "The name doesn't know yet, it's kind of helpful."
"Hehe." The woman even grinned the horse. "It seems we need to get acquainted first." Suddenly she pulled her husband's hand. If this is what the man can do other than surrender following the wishes of his beloved wife.
"Hi" greeted the woman cheerfully after their position was near. Alisha, who was pretending to see the trees, looked at the woman as soon as she was greeted.
"Yes, Mistress?" answer's clumsy. He smiled rattlingly as he squeezed the checkered shirt tip worn. I don't know what dreams he had last night, can meet face to face with a romantic partner who made him jealous half to death.
"Do you know what your name is?"
"Sa-my?" Alisha put on a stupid look while accusing herself of being in disbelief.
"Yes, you. That delinquent," said the woman.
"Oh." Alisha laughed straight away. "I'm Alisha, Madam." He rubbed his hand on the shirt like he was cleaning before then thrusting it on the woman. Honestly, he didn't feel confident doing this. He was worried that his intention of shaking hands would be rejected and put shame to the bone. But it turns out he was wrong. The woman actually welcomes her outburst with joy and at the same time mentions her name.
"I'm Mayang. And this is my husband Brian. Nice to meet you."
FOR THOSE WHO WANT TO KNOW WHO MAYANG AND BRIAN ARE, CAN VISIT MY FIRST NOVEL, WHICH IS CALLED THE SUBSTITUTE WOMAN OF THE PRESDIR. HOW THEIR LOVE STORY IS BOTH.
SORRY, UP THIS TIME CONTAINS PROMOðŸ¤ðŸ˜‚😅
HAPPY FASTING FOR ALL OF YOU 🤗
