Luciana Beautiful

POV Pak Nino and Luciana

POV Nino

Hello Luciana.." I said.

"Sir Nino...how do you know Luciana's house?" tanyanya.

"From friends" I replied.

"Who?" ask Luciana.

"Some," I replied.

"Tante lives first Nak Nino," said Mama Luciana.

"Yes please Auntie." I replied while nodding.

Luciana then sat on the sofa opposite from where I was sitting.

It's like keeping your distance.

" What about your job, Lus?" tanyaku.

"Well Mr. Nino" he replied.

"Don't call Mr. Dong anymore" I said laughing.

" It's getting used to sir, it's not good to change" he replied.

" Yes it's up to you" I replied a little annoyed, but I didn't show it.

" Sir Nino still has a job here?" tanyakanya.

"Yes Lus.."

" Is that not eaten sir?" point Luciana at the fried banana on the guest table.

" Yes Lus, this is to be eaten.makasih," I said as I picked up one fried banana.

"Enak...Is it not like?" my many.

"Later, sir, just want to have dinner again, afraid of being full" he replied.

I then wiped my hands with a tissue, then drank the sweet tea that Mama Luciana had made for me.

"Lus, we're out eating yuk," I asked.

"Ga nino sir, mama must have cooked. Mr Nino wants to eat here?" bargain me.

" Don't take Lus.several again also want to go home really.you also want to take a shower and rest," I replied understanding.

I have to make a good impression on Mama Luciana.

"Then I go home first, Lus, when can I come here again?" my many.

" It's okay sir, anyone can come here" he replied.

"Then, please call your mama Lus, I want to say goodbye" I asked.

"Wait a moment sir" he replied.

Luciana then went into the back of her house, and she came out followed by her mother.

"Would you like to go home, son?" ask mama Luciana.

"Yes Aunty. Thanks for the treat," I then greeted Mama Luciana.

"Lus I said yes."

"Yes sir, be careful on the road" said Luciana and drove me to the porch of her house.

I left the house of Luciana.

I whistled happily in the car, finally I was able to chat with Luciana for a while.

At least, it can cure my longing for her.

Next I can go straight to his house.

With whistling all the way, I felt like I was getting a crumbling durian.

My young soul was so excited, just by looking at Luciana let alone being able to chat with her like an opium that made me want again and want more.

The phone in my shirt pocket rang, I put a headset in my ear.

" Hello....Oh, Nino..."

"Hello dear.." I subconsciously called dear, what I imagined was Luciana.

"Yes dear." The voice across looked so happy.

I'm sober...Desi who called me wasn't Luciana.

"Hmm..what's up?" my many.

" Have you gone home yet?" tanyanya gently.

" It's on the way home, a lot of work" I replied lying.

My work was finished before evening.

"Have you eaten?" ask again.

" No, I'll order online when I get home" I replied.

"Mas Nino, I miss you.." she said.

" I went to Pangkalpinang for a few days" I replied.

"Mas Nino didn't miss me?" ask again.

Fortunately my mood today is happy, so I can be kind to Desi.

Wonder me...why is Desi so attentive to me?

He is not tired of loving me without any reply from me.

Maybe it is called love, no matter the person he loves reciprocates his love or not.

But with Desi I was already feeling tasteless, there were no more shakes in my heart like the first time I had just known her.

After he managed to get me, my adventurous soul was like thrashing around.

I'm not satisfied.I still need another.

I still want to have fun, no one can tie me up.

"Mas Nino.." Desi's beacon called me.

I woke up from my daydream.

" Yes.." sahutku.

" When we come back here, we walk together yuk.sudah long time we do not go both," he said again.

" Let's see later" I replied.

I don't want to promise anything to Desi, she will definitely demand me to fulfill my promise for both ways if I do.

" Mas Nino doesn't want us to go both ways?" ask Desi again.

" Later discussed, this is about to get home" I replied.

" Alright mas Nino, closed the phone first.don't forget to take care of health," he closed the conversation.

I breathed a rough breath...

"Basic women..."

I turned my car into my yard, tonight I want to dream of Luciana.

The mood of my heart was happy once I imagined that innocent girl.

The long haired pretty girl with her smile that could make my heart shake...

A smile that can make me drunk...

The girl made me so excited, made my young soul spirit stir.

Just by imagining the face of Luciana, my heart was like jumping.

Especially if I have it...

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POV Lusiana

I was very surprised, as soon as I got down from the angkot to see the car Mr. Nino that I already knew.parked in the front yard of my house.

I hastened my steps into the house, and it was true that Mr. Nino was chatting with my mother.

Persistent also he, out of nowhere Mr. Nino can get my home address.

"From a friend" he answered when I asked him where he got my home address from.

"Who?" ask me to know.

"There," he answered, he did not mention who had told him.

I had a hard time thinking, which friend also knew me and knew my home address.

Not a single name came to mind, perhaps Mr. Nino replied.

I don't know, I don't want to get dizzy.

Fortunately he did not linger in my house for long, I felt uncomfortable...

Moreover, I just got home from work, haven't had a shower and haven't had dinner.

But I kept trying to be polite, I couldn't possibly throw him home.

I tried to stay friends, even though I never gave him hope.

However, I still have to keep his feelings, so that he does not take offense even though honestly there is an uncomfortable feeling he searched my home address without my knowledge.

Moreover, he was suddenly and suddenly already in my house.

"Let's just think of Mr. Nino as an old friend" I murmured inwardly.

The more friends the better, as long as he is polite to me.

As long as Mr. Nino is polite to me, I will also try to respect him.

Just as a friend or acquaintance.

I don't know why.my little heart says.I have to keep my distance from Mr. Nino and have to be careful.

There was a "crocodile" look in his eyes.

He often glanced at me with a view that was difficult to explain.

What is clear.I saw there was a look like "na**u ".

The look I never felt at Fendi, Mas Hendra, Mas Dirga, or Aldo.

I like to shudder myself if I remember Mr. Nino's gaze that was pointing at me.