The Price of Sainthood
Dibble

Destinies. The way God uses it cannot be guessed by man. Like at the moment. Alisha's meeting with the person she still loves. Never in his mind would he meet her here. In such circumstances.

"Dante?" Unknowingly the name was spoken. While eyes, looking at the young man in front of him with a full of desire.

Love's. In fact, that feeling still exists. The distance that stretches is not enough of a barrier. An unequal throne cannot kill taste. Now the two face each other, with a pair of eyes looking at each other.

However, could it be that love was only felt by Alisha? For just a second he saw the warm gaze of a Dante. Because, in another second, the young man again showed his haughty attitude.

"Direct the eyes!" cynically pointing at his own eyes, then just go past Alisha.

It's not just the heart that hurts. The clash on Alisha's shoulder by Dante's shoulder also made the girl screech.

"Miss is okay?" Lisa asked worriedly, then turned her eyes to Dante and then shouted. "Hey, you brash!"

"Stop, Lisa." Alisha held Lisa who was about to move.

"But he's rude to you Miss!"

"He's not wrong!" alisha was full of anger.

Forced, Lisa undoes her intentions. If only Alisha had allowed it, she would have been eager to teach the young man a lesson. Unfortunately, Lisa does not know who the boy really is. He was only the chosen Narendra who had just entered his master's residence along with Alisha. It was exactly the day before Alisha arrived.

"Miss is okay?" Lisa made sure after a long sigh.

"I'm fine."

Lies. In reality, Alisha's expression was incompatible with her words. The girl was suddenly moody after the meeting with Dante occurred. And it culminates when the figure of Lara that Lisa knows is Narendra's biological child as well, which means her non-native half-sister.

Lisa saw a gaping wound in Alisha's eyes while watching the two people join hands. Even Dante hugged Lara like a couple.

Alisha seemed to be trying hard to withstand the rain from both of her eyelids. Lisa sees an attachment to the three people, but Alisha seems to have no power to do anything. Like putting yourself in a situation.

It made Lisa feel worried as well as wondering. Unfortunately, he can't ask that question for now. Her mood is bad right now. Maybe later. When everything has improved.

***

"meaning?" Alisha scrunched her forehead. Feeling strange because of the question Lisa blurted out on the way home.

"I know Miss is sad."

Alisha was flabbergasted to hear her maid's speech. However, a moment later he just laughed loudly.

"So you know, you!" it's in between laughter.

Unfortunately Lisa is not a stupid girl who is so easily lied to. Alisha's laughter did not affect her at all. His expression remained flat with a focused look to the road.

"Are you guys in a love triangle?" Lisa's guess didn't miss. That instant too Alisha choked on her own saliva.

"Geez-uhuk!"

"Drink, Miss." As fast as lightning Lisa gave a drink.

For a moment Alisha was taken aback, but still received the bottle of mineral water and drank it slowly.

"Can you not ask that again?" alisha asked half-warned. He stared cynically at Lisa and the girl returned a look with a look of incomprehension. Alisha then added a lot of emphasis. "I don't like to talk about this."

"good. I understand." Lis nodded in understanding. Furthermore, there was no more conversation until the car entered the gate and stopped in the courtyard.

Alisha asks Lisa to stop the car there. Because Lisa should have dropped Alisha off at the door.

"How was your first day of college?"

An unexpected welcome came from Helena. The beautiful woman stood up from her seat on the living room sofa, then walked over to Alisha who suddenly froze.

For some reason, every time faced with a beautiful woman the atmosphere becomes gripping. Alisha is like standing inside a haunted old house like in the horror films she has seen. Very scary. Moreover, Helena's gaze was like intimidating to him.

"Ba-good, Ma." Alisha stuttered as Helena got closer. He imagined the woman he called the mother would soon pounce.

"Good." It should be a compliment, right? But strangely it sounded terrible in Alisha's ears. Especially when Helena thrust her hand like she was about to slap. Alisha instantly closed her eyes.