The Price of Sainthood
Baper's in the wrong place

Alisha lays her body limp on the bed. Still with a marun color dress that was worn at dinner, he laid his body in a curled position with a palm-clad.

He's not usually like that. Without changing clothes, without cleaning your face, forget to worship at night and lose your taste for surfing on social media.

The girl let a speck of clear water drip from the corner of the eye. That was all he could do when no one could hear his grievances. There is pain in the heart after the meeting of two families tonight.

The engagement date has been set. That means Dante will belong to Lara forever.

Basic male. Bulshits.

Alisha made this a night of determination. Who will Dante choose to be his companion. Was himself. Or Lara. But it turned out that the young man's words were mere nonsense. Dante doesn't really love him. Tonight Dante didn't even do anything. Not persuading her to be together again, nor proving her words by speaking seriously to everyone.

Alisha felt her heart break. He was hit by a very heavy disappointment. Marcel's presence didn't even affect Dante's stance. Dante did not feel jealous at all seeing himself needed very sweet by Marcel. Even on the contrary, Dante seemed to enjoy being in the middle of two families, enjoying being beside Lara, also happy waiting for the day H unification of their love.

When Lara went to the restroom she did not take advantage of the opportunity to just glance at him. Dante even went out of the room for whatever purpose.

Suddenly there was a question in his mind. Why is Dante so wishy-washy? It's easy to change feelings. So what did Dante's declaration of love mean to her some time ago? Did Dante's head hit him until he was unaware of what he was talking about?

Alisha doesn't want idealistic asses. As a girl, who does not want to be made a princess by her child, made a child by her parents, and well received by her family? Alisha saw it all from the Dante family. He saw the friendliness from Niken's eyes as he looked at her. Seeing Robby's hubbub when he accidentally met, like harboring a deep sense of guilt. Also form Dante's attention despite always being cold.

Can it be selfish? Having Dante completely regardless of Lara's feelings? He was the one who was with Dante from the beginning, but why should Lara be happy with him?

He wanted to cry, but he realized it could not change the situation. He was wrong to pin hope. Not the bad Dante. It's just, the baper's the wrong place.

Even in the morning Alisha started with a crisis of spirit. He only smiled faintly as he approached Marcel who had come to pick him up.

Oh Marcel's. They had nothing to do, but the young man was always kind to him. He picked her up and picked her up without feeling tired. Always take time when he needs it. Really, he felt bad for Laudya because he often borrowed his girlfriend.

Although Laudya always said there was no problem, but still he felt bad. Alisha has never met Laudya face to face. Only a few times did I say hello via a video call connection while Laudya and Marcel were chatting.

Marcel and Laudya are in a long-distance relationship. Marcel in Indonesia is Laudya in Canada. The girl went to college there. Marcel trusted Laudya very much, and vice versa. Alisha was always envied by the romance of the two.

"Al, you can stop by somewhere first, right? I'm gonna go see someone there." Marcel asked Alisha on their way to take Alisha. The girl doesn't mind. So Marcel turned his car in the designated spot.

Unbeknownst to the two, a car follows them as they exit the campus area. A young man wearing a hat and sunglasses got out of his car and followed quietly.

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"I went straight back, Al," said Marcel after stopping his car. Now he looked at the girl by his side.

"Not come by first?" ask Alisha while removing the seat belt hook.

"No. It's afternoon."

"OKAY. Careful, yeah. No need to pick me up tomorrow, I can go alone."

"Don't. We are in line. All right, all right."

"I don't feel good about having to take it on, Cel."

"Who's in trouble anyway, Al. I can help you, though."

Alisha sighed slowly. Marcel is stubborn. It seems useless if they continue to argue.

Marcel smiled triumphantly, and then he said goodbye. "Yes already. I'm pulling ya."

"Be careful." Alisha immediately turned around when Marcel's car drove. He did ask Marcel to drive him just to the front of the gate. The young man also had no intention of stopping by.

He stepped in slowly. It is completely unthinkable if bad things are threatening.

Justright. A car came up from behind. Alisha heard that. However, when looking back suddenly a tall figure was already standing at close range.

The hat, mask and sunglasses worn made it a little difficult for Alisha to recognize her. Just about to open his mouth to ask, the sturdy fingers of the man had already blocked Alisha's wrist.

The panic plus the absence of preparation makes Alisha so easily paralyzed. His screams drowned because his mouth was already smothered with his hands. Rebelling was free because he lost energy. So easily the man got her into the car.

It happened so short. Alisha failed to escape. So, the car drove without anyone knowing that Alisha was kidnapped.