The Price of Sainthood
Get lost

Alisha walks alone through room after room without a bulkhead in Dante's house. At first it was still relaxed, but gradually faster, while occasionally turning to the left and right.

Damnit. Alisha lost. In the heart of the girl swore. Maybe he was so confident in agreeing with Robby and his papa's proposal to deliver the cake alone to the kitchen. Does he know where the kitchen is? While entering Dante's house is also new once.

He was increasingly panicked because he had walked that far, but had not found a single servant. Where are they going? It is impossible if the house is as big and grand as this does not have a household assistant.

At the end of the hall, Alisha found a wide door that was tightly closed. Could it be the kitchen? Despite his doubts, he kept finding out. Slowly, he turned the doorknob. It was unlocked apparently, and it made it steady to push.

Damnit. The girl hurriedly closed the door when she found something she did not expect. The room is not a kitchen, but a bedroom that belongs to no one. Thankfully, no one was there. At least no one caught him getting lost in people's homes.

Not knowing the direction and purpose makes Alisha more confused. For whatever reason, he wants to go back to the living room. Unfortunately, he forgot the way back. Too many rooms are separated by corridors, perhaps aiming to maintain privacy.

Alisha tried to calm her mind. Perhaps with a calm mind he can find the right path. It's exactly like him when he was first at his papa's house. Luckily, Lisa was there and taught her many things.

Oh Lisa, I missed you, huhuhu .... If you were here.

Lisa really made him dependent. Evident by the girl's absence, Alisha is very distraught. At a time like this he had the thought to call his father in the living room.

Oh no no. Isn't this the same as embarrassing yourself in front of Om Robby? Sighing slowly, Alisha again saved her phone. He had to find a kitchen without anyone knowing if he had lost his way.

With a strong determination, Alisha walked slowly while remembering the route she had previously traveled. Successfully getting out of the hallway of the room made the girl feel calm. He rushed to the room that had the sunlight. Maybe it's the back area. Not far from there is the kitchen.

Hey, isn't that a waiter? Alisha saw there was a woman dressed in all black with subordinates of the middle span skirt sweeping the courtyard. His eyes sparkled with pleasure. Perhaps this is God's help for his suffering servant.

I should get to him. I have to ask him!

Without paying attention to the surrounding area, Alisha half ran towards that person. And it turns out ....

Brakk!

Alisha's body hit something invisible, so she bounced back. Pain in the forehead and other parts of the body. He could only squeal and close his eyes. Give yourself up if the word body hits the hard granite floor below.

Alisha did feel her body drift. However, it was strangely not to land on the granite floor. His body doesn't hurt. Oh, how strange. Even a drop of cold water hit the area of his face. Is it raining?

Curious, Alisha opened her eyelids. A pair of firm irises immediately greeted him at a very close distance.

Dante's? Alisha almost squealed. For a moment the two pairs of eyes exchanged glances. Because, in the next second Alisha tried to escape and distance herself from Dante.

Clumsy mixed with shame, to the point that Alisha forgot whose house this was. He even scolded Dante with his care.

"Remain you're here! Hold it without permission."

Alisha had seen Dante's eyes growling before the young man cursed back.

"Hey, I should be the same as Lo! This is my house!" he grumbled with his hands pointed firmly towards the floor.

Instantly Alisha woke up and more embarrassed not to be upset. The girl could only look down inside. Close your eyes and bite your lower lip. If he had a disappearing streak, he wanted to disappear right now.

"Hey! You're not a statue, are you?"

Alisha flinched and immediately raised her gaze. He found Dante clutching his chest and looking at him with his head tilted.

"What are you doing here?" Dante asked again with a raised chin.

Duh, don't I? But really embarrassed. Alisha. His eyes were still staring at Dante in horror.

Dante's faint smile finally fell. The young man then laughed as he patted his wet hair towards the back.

"Can't answer him apparently. Means fix, you're an intruder who's secretly in."

Dante looked at Alisha sharply and grabbed the girl's wrist. It was just light that Alisha was glaring. Dante instead of holding gently, blocked and pulled it firmly.

"Eh what the hell?" alisha protest.

"Shut up!" dante Benthic. "Gue wants to take you to the security post! Let you learn there. It's good to play in and out of people's houses carelessly. You have to get the right punishment and don't expect to get away with it!"

"Don't Dante! Plis don't!" Alisha tried to let go of her hand even for free.

"Don't-didn't! You should be taught a lesson. Why try to enter people's homes?"

"I ... ak-I .. I'm lost."

Suddenly Dante stopped his steps and looked back. Towards Alisha with her panicked face. His gaze descended towards the bottom, where his hand gripped Alisha's wrist tightly. Instantly he let go thinking the girl was in pain. Evident from the color of his wrist that immediately reddened, also by the way Alisha who rubbed slowly while biting the lower lip.

"You mean?" The question finally glided in a tone of wonder.

"Ta-tadi .. I came with Papa while bringing a gift cake from Mama." Alisha claps with her eyes in a pattern. He remembered something. "Kue? Where's my box?" The embarrassed face turned confused. Alisha looked at Dante and immediately looked at the floor. He was wide-eyed to find his cake box lying there, with the position already reversed.

Gegas Alisha approached then crouched down. Flipped the box carefully and opened the lid with anxious feelings.

Dante who was still standing there watched the girl's behavior in silence. And as she expected, Alisha screamed hysterically because the tart cake she was carrying was no longer beautiful as before.

"the cake! The cake is broken, huaaaa! The cake is broken ...." The girl turned to Dante with a look of accusation. "It's because of you! The cake is broken, huaaa ...!"

In his heart Dante wanted to laugh to see the cry of Lebay Alisha. But there's no way he's laughing over Alisha's willingness. It should look cool and not care. As a result, he just snorted and pretended not to accept.

"My shell?"

"Yes! You were the one who dragged me there!" Alisha pointed to the back of Dante.

"But you yourself knocked down the cake box!" tuding Dante won't lose.

Alisha speechless. After a moment of remembrance, Dante was right. The cake box slipped out of the handle as it hit the glass wall, and then he remembered nothing. The focus has changed on the granite floor of this house. The focus is gone because it is only directed at the owner of this house.

Damnit. What do you say when you find out the cake is broken? Huawey ...! I want to cry ...!

Seeing Alisha just looking down sad finally makes Dante so unbearable. He slowly approached and asked in a slow tone.

"Lo's lost?" Dante guess. And Alisha assented with a nod of the head. "Where are you really going?"

"Kitchen." Alisha answered quietly without raising her eyes. "Said your mother was in the kitchen. Keep my papa with papa you tell me to come to the kitchen."

"And you want that!" sahut Dante was upset. Alisha again replied with a nod. "It's sure you can find the kitchen without a clue first!"

Tied up like that by Dante, Alisha could only shut up and looked down deeper and deeper. The young man's words were true.

After sighing heavily, Dante continued speaking. "Other times, ask first a clear direction so as not to get lost later. Come on, I'll take you."

Alisha nodded obediently. Without a word, he got up and followed Dante. Of course without forgetting the cake box even though the shape is not as beautiful as the beginning.

While walking down the corridor, Alisha took her eyes to look around the area she passed by. Apparently, Dante's parents' house has a modern tropical feel. Many plants around the building are hectarant. Thick glass becomes the raw material as a large outer wall, so that the view outside the house, clearly visible from the inside.

Alisha even realized that Dante was wearing only a bathrobe. Her hair is also wet. Maybe the young man had just finished swimming. On the right side, there is a swimming pool with a wide and long size. Around it there is also a garden overgrown with flowers of various colors planted in pots of various shapes and sizes. This house is really beautiful.

"Ma! Mama!"

Alisha was shocked when Dante suddenly exclaimed. Could this be how the young man called his mother? Where is the man called Mama?

While Alisha was still wondering, suddenly they had already crossed a different room. A spacious room without a door with a beautiful design and there are many tools in it. What if it wasn't the kitchen?

Looks like some domestic assistants are gathering there with their respective busyness. When Dante came in, they saluted. While Dante in his cool style still stepped forward like he was fixed on one person.

"Ma." Dante called again.

"What's up, Dante? Mama's making cookies."

Deg.

That sound? Why not a stranger?