The Price of Sainthood

The Price of Sainthood
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Having the same dream turns out to be an important role in socializing one's relationships with others. This is what happened between Alisha and Marcel. The two are getting closer even though they only knew each other a few hours ago.


Both have dreams to pioneer and even spread their wings in the culinary field to make the chatter both connected and elongated. Alisha seemed enthusiastic to listen to Marcel tell a story, as well as Marcel who seemed excited to share his experience who managed to open a cafe in the capital.


No wonder for Alisha because Marcel managed to open a business at a young age. Out fit berberk and good looking looks that are owned are enough to prove if Marcel was born from a family that is. However, for Alisha there is no harm as long as she can get a little knowledge from there. Perhaps Marcel's success will be transmitted to him.


"Other times to stop by, yeah. I'll give you free coffee."


Alisha sneers at Marcel's offer. "Copy doang? Ih, loss is, far away just given free coffee."


Marcel chuckles. "Yes not it. Coffee is just a drink. There is still a lot of coffee. Just calm down."


"OKAY. Just don't get kicked out if I happen to miss my wallet and can't pay the bill."


"Ih, where there is. Yes, no, it's."


From a distance, a pair of eyes were observing the closeness of the two with a dislike expression. Dante wearing sunglasses was seen grinding his teeth while clenching his hands. The two people who were laughing together really made him uncomfortable.


For some reason, he watches Alisha and Marcel, who he accidentally sees eating lunch in the campus cafeteria. Just the two of them anyway. Alisha who has only been studying here for a few days has managed to hook a Marcel who in fact is a smart student and not easy to get along with female friends. I don't know what spell Alisha used this time. Really unsettling.


"Sorry sorry to make you wait so long. Darling?" Lara who had just arrived and was sitting across from Dante looked astonished to see her lover just flinching as if oblivious to his presence. Inevitably, he also turned to look at the prospective fiance because of curiosity. Sure enough, on the other end, he saw a stranger laughing and sitting with a young man.


Aisha? Who the hell is he with?


Good though. This way Dante will stop expecting you forever.


Lara cleared her throat and focused her gaze on Dante. "Darling, what are you looking at? Have you ordered food, haven't you?" He patted Dante's shoulder gently to pull his attention. He pretends not to know what the lover is watching. He behaves normally even though the heart is cheering.


Dante who was half surprised by Lara's touch turned to the girl's face. In a good mood, he did not like Lara, especially with her bad mood. He also cleared a small throat to neutralize the feeling.


"Gue is not a laper. Lo if you want to eat yes stay cool," he said flat without looking at Lara's face.


"It can't be dong, honey. It's lunch time and your stomach should be filled as well. Em, or gini. If you don't eat the same food here, we can eat somewhere else. How, heum?" tanyanya asked for approval. He smiled sweetly and looked at Dante with his chin up.


Dante looked at Lara for a moment and then threw away his face. Marcel and Alisha make his appetite disappear instantly.


Without a word, he got up and planned to leave. Too bad, his hobby that likes to leave Lara just like that reaped strong protests from the owner. Lara who did not accept immediately got up and called out her name loudly at that very moment. As a result, not only did he stop stepping because he was upset by Lara's behavior, but everyone who heard him immediately looked at the two of them, as well as Marcel and Alisha. No doubt, Dante and Lara are now the center of attention.


Stupid time with everyone's eyes. Dante who had been furious at Lara decided to ignore the girl. Without looking, he moved on with his steps. Unfortunately, the baritone voice from the table at the end there suddenly called out his name like calling.


"Dante! Where are you going? Join here! I want to know someone with you."


Damnit. That's Marcel's voice. Should I go or go back, try?