The Price of Sainthood
Can time be repeated?

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The sound of a brake whistle followed the loud honking sound earlier. While the roar of expensive cars still blared in the middle of the road. Alisha was still unmoved in her place in a state of trembling body. He did not expect the presence of the car because the road was still empty before. Until ... baritone voice someone heard berahi following the sound of the car door slammed.

"Woy! Do you want to die or what? There's a car passing by instead of stepping aside instead sitting sweet in the middle of the road!"

That sound?

Alisha had a real sound of the angry young man. Reflexes, he immediately opened his eyes and turned to the source.

Justright. The voice of someone who was trying so hard he forgot is now buzzing in the ears. This is not a mere hallucination because the owner is standing there, next to his luxury car with a red face to hold back anger.

Alisha's heart pounded. Unknowingly he pecked and stared at the figure that turned out to be Dante with longing. It is undeniable that the taste is still there. As if it had been tangled with the soul, the sense of it still bloomed even though he tried to kill it, as long as he was still alive.

Somehow Alisha forgot that things were different. He could only swallow bitterly because the eagle's eyes did not show his stare anymore. The young man who was originally so loving now did not show his warmth anymore.

"Sorry," he said, nodding politely as if to an unknown stranger. Although he did not look at the other person, Alisha was sure that Dante heard it. Because it sounded softly from the young man's lips.

Like not wanting to waste time, Alisha picked up her merchandise that was scattering on the street and rushed into the box. He arranged it quickly even though the entire body felt weak and trembling. While packing he was endlessly cursing himself in the heart of his body's overreaction.

It should be as calm as water in a deep lake. It should be as strong as the coral that was hit by the waves of the ocean. Instead of being like a conch, it showed a weak soul behind a shell that pretended to be strong.

Without looking at the young man who was still clanking in his place, Alisha hurriedly pedaled her bicycle and moved away from there. Although he insisted on looking fine, in fact the lungs in the chest cavity were still reluctant to cooperate. I don't know since when he had shortness of breath and pain in that part. The more he tried to hold back the crying, the more it would hurt.

The pinnacle of Alisha's pain is when Dante's car precedes her at high speed. Without even talking, let alone saying hello. Just leaving the dust of the road that makes it even more sad. As resuscitated, more or less so he was in Dante's eyes. Like street dust that means nothing. Forever will only be looked at one eye because it will only damage fresh air.

Alisha's cry breaks as Dante's car disappears at the end of the road. The girl sobbed while beating her chest which felt tight. If at that time he dared to be selfish with Lara, maybe now he is still happy with Dante even though the young man has nothing.

God, can time be repeated? I wanted to be with Dante like that time, Lord ...