The Price of Sainthood
Want to be jealous, but who am I?

Alisha walked lethargicly out of the classroom that afternoon. The lessons learned today cannot enter the brain at all. His mind was only filled with Dante who suddenly changed his attitude lately. Sometimes good, but at other times back cold and fierce like a tiger when passing by.

An uneasy feeling immediately perched in his heart. This should be a good reason to hate Dante, but why the opposite? Because of Dante's good attitude last night he even became imagined. What does the young man really want to try? Want to play him? If he had been with Lara, Dante should no longer be involved in his problems.

It is difficult to be a person who easily brings feelings into everything. This is how it is, it fosters hope.

Meanwhile, Lisa, who was accompanying him as usual, was going to the cafeteria to buy him a cold drink. I don't know why he was so lazy to visit that place today. He decided to go to the college library to read a book. It seemed like it could so slightly divert his memory from that rancid guy.

A slow pat on the right shoulder successfully recovered Alisha from her daydream. The girl slightly tiptoed and turned her head weakly to her left side to find out who was there.

"Call-call why not nyahut? Must've thought of a guy." Marcel with his carefree face tried to comfort Alisha with a slipper. Making the girl smile wryly and then turn away while giving a denial.

"Where do you think guys! If you think you are."

"What! Suer you think of me?" Marcel asked enthusiastically and looked at Alisha closely. However, the answer that was thrown by Alisha then managed to make her laugh.

"Yes. But bo'ong, wekk." Alisha stuck out her tongue and walked quickly away from Marcel laughing.

"Basic girl. I like people very much." Marcel shook his head while shaking his waist and looked at Alisha's back. After that he caught up with Alisha who was already walking in front of him.

"Where are you going, anyway? Hurrying too?" he asked after walking side by side while fixing the backpack that was slung on his shoulder. While Alisha, just answered the short question earlier.

"Perpus."

"Tok the same."

"What?" Alisha frowned as she looked at Marcel.

"I'm going to the perpus too."

"Yes, just like that."

"OKAY. Who's afraid!" reply Marcel enthusiastically.

Shortly after, the two arrived at the library. They chose the book without making a sound, then looked for an empty seat after getting it.

"What book did you read?" marcel asked after the two sat down opposite each other. However, instead of answering, Alisha put her index finger on her lips as a gesture to keep Marcel from being noisy. The young man immediately understood and nodded while giving his thumb.

Lisa finally came up with two bottles of medium-sized cold mineral water. After wandering around looking for his nona, he found Alisha was seriously reading a thick book that was somehow titled. Apparently the girl is not alone. There was Marcel there who was also focusing on reading.

Silently he walked over to Alisha and sat down beside her. He touched Alisha's arm while giving her the drink he bought just now. The girl nodded then received a drinking bottle from her hand. It did not wait long for Alisha to gulp down the contents to leave half a part.

"Sst. Shh." Marcel hissed while leaning his body forward. Alisha who noticed it immediately looked at him with raised eyebrows in lieu of tanya. "Where do I make it?" whispered later.

"Make you thirsty" said Alisha very slowly.

"I've had a drink, Miss. It's just for you." Lisa whispers.

Alisha glanced in annoyance at Lisa while sighing. Seeing the girl smiling, he put the bottle back to where it was and continued reading.

Meanwhile at the entrance, a pair of young people seemed to be coming from the outside. The girl looked enthusiastic while the young man looked the opposite. Seen from his face that continues to be bent since it was still outside earlier.

However, after seeing someone sitting at the end table with a focused look at the book, the young man's expression instantly changed. His attention immediately poured on the red blazer girl. Even though only the back of his body is visible, but he can immediately guess who it is because it has been so bad.

Aisha? He's here too it turns out.

"What book do you want to read?" asked Lara who came with him with a sinless face. That girl forced him to go there. Though Dante himself had to rush to go to the lecturer, but Lara did not want to know the reason. Really forced. He is not yet a legal fiancee.

Instantly he realized something. It's fitting that Lara who is not a hobby of reading that today insists on taking her to the library. This is the goal? To show off intimacy. Given the events that have happened, he will be friendly every time he meets Alisha whether it is intentional or not. Apparently Lara is using this for her personal gain.

God fucking. Dante.

Justright. Lara invites Dante to sit at a table adjacent to Alisha after finding the desired book. Inevitably he had to be friendly with Lara to perfect the acting in front of Alisha.

For whatever sake, Dante hates this kind of situation. He also saw Marcel there. Sit opposite to Alisha. The two look familiar when talking slowly about the contents of the book that Alisha read. It was seen from Alisha who nodded in understanding after Marcel explained.

Is that how close they are? So we have to discuss the lesson together. Or maybe Alisha made Marcel a private teacher without his knowledge, given that Marcel's intelligence is above average.

Ill-mannered. What does he want to try? Want to take that chance?

At first, both Alisha, Marcel and Lisa were unaware of Dante and Lara's arrival. The three are still engrossed in Alisha's book until a while later. However, because in the library instead of reading and Lara was even busy inviting Dante to chat, it was clear that the noisy voice of the girl invited the attention of library users including Alisha and Marcel as well. In an instant, Dante and Lara were successful in the limelight.

Instead of being embarrassed and feeling guilty, Lara apologized while laughing. Although he was upset and disturbed, eventually all returned to the original activity of searching their books.

There was a strange swish when Dante met Alisha for a moment. Although only for a moment, even with a cold face, but left a sore scratch on the chest. The girl looked indifferent and refocused on her book as well as Marcel. Even closer than before I saw him.

Dante's chest was like burning seeing their closeness. Both Alisha and Marcel are the same. Alisha awkwardly patted Marcel's arm spoiled as the young man teased her. Even Marcel did not hesitate to mess up Alisha's hair when feeling anxious about the girl.

My God, seeing a cousin of his own making out with a bang, is this kind of a normal test or a National test? I can't stand it, God. Inner Dante just kept screaming.

Dante's mission makes Alisha jealous instantly. Instead of the jealous Alisha, it was precisely her blood that was boiling due to the actions of the girl. Dante's focus on Lara's. His gaze was only on the girl named Alisha who seemed to think she existed. He didn't even hear when Lara called him many times.

I want to be jealous, but who am I? Just an insignificant role in your story.