
Mia continued to be on Matteo's side. She faithfully accompanied her husband and only took a moment when she had to go to the bathroom. Just like that day, gently and lovingly, she stroked the warm-hearted forehead of her husband who was sound asleep.
Matteo himself seemed so calm and comfortable at that time. Damiano was so full of affection and tenderness that Mia showed, that he unconsciously approached and rubbed the young woman's back while smiling. “Theo is not wrong in choosing his life companion,” said the middle-aged man with full haru. However, there was still a smile on the face that started to be decorated with some of those wrinkles.
Half shocked, Mia looked up and returned Damiano's smile. “Thank you, Uncle. Theo is also very lucky to have someone like you by his side,” flattered Mia who returned praise from Damiano.
Damiano chuckled softly. Then he turned his face away. Damiano didn't want Mia to see a speck of fresh water appearing in the corner of his eye. Simultaneously, there was a slow knock on the door of Matteo's treatment room. Damiano immediately went to the door and opened it. The man smiled widely again. “Come in, Le Signore (moons),” he said.
Francesca and Daniella nodded respectfully. They then approached Mia while handing over a large travel bag in black. “Take your clothes, Mia. Change your clothes for a minute,” tell Daniella.
“Iya. I'm afraid to see it. Your dress is full of blood stains and also smells of rancid, very sharp smell,” complained Francesca.
Mia just smiled in response to the babbling of her two sisters while receiving the bag. “I'll change clothes first,” part. "Please take care of my husband for a moment" he continued. He went into the bathroom.
“Ah, I brought you shoes too!” francesca exclaimed shortly after Mia closed the bathroom door.
“Thank you, Francy!” mia from inside.
Damiano's old eyes looked carefully at the familiarity of the three sisters. He can only be amazed. “Are you guys always like this? Take care of each other?” the question is for whom.
“We have no one left, sir. Dani and Mia are all I have. So did Dani. Lucky Mia because she has found a patch of heart that seems to love her very much,” Francesca said as she glanced at Matteo who was still asleep due to the influence of drugs.
“Seems?” reset Damiano while frowning.
“Yes, I slightly can't believe a guy type like Matteo de Luca can survive with just one woman,” Francesca replied without hesitation. Daniella shrugged both of her shoulders.
“Do you think?” damiano's voice seemed to disagree with the statement of the girl in front of him.
“Ya!” Daniella. “Moreover the incident during the party made us doubtful, because Matteo is not firm,” he continued with fiery.
“If I were Matteo, then surely I would have grabbed Camilla's hair,” Francesca growled while closing her face to Damiano who instantly made the middle-aged man was widened.
“I suggest that you dispel those doubts, because my son Theo is not at all what you think. You never know, three years ago, he seemed to lose his way, dazed and unable to think clearly. As for Camilla, she was just at the wrong time and place,” Damiano said carefully.
Francesca had almost refuted Damiano's sentence because she felt unacceptable. However, he immediately held it because Mia had finished changing clothes and walked over to them. “What are you talking about? Seriously,” the joke.
“Ah, no, Mia! We want to say goodbye,” Daniella said soon. “See you've got a lot of help here. Anyway, I've left the restaurant too long,”.
“I also have too long permission for college and my work began to accumulate,” said Francesca.
Actually, Mia felt heavy being away from her two sisters. However, he realized that his brother and sister also have their own activities. It would be very selfish if Mia forced Daniella and Francesca to continue accompanying her there. In the end, Mia forced her smile while saying, “You guys be careful. Sorry I can't drive.
Is it possible that one of Damiano's uncle's pilots could take Francy and Dani to Rome?” Mia immediately turned her attention to Damiano and looked on expectantly.
“Of course, Son. You can tell them to do anything. You are the wife of the chairman,” Damiano replied gently.
“Grazie, Uncle. I'm not used to it yet,” said Mia shyly. Without hesitation, he peeked at Damiano's cheek. After that, Mia then hugged Francesca and Daniella in turn. “Let me know after you arrive in Rome. Dani, please manage the restaurant well. You know, I've worked so hard to build it" Mia told Daniella.
"You take it easy, Mia. I will learn to get used to staying in one place. Ah, maybe I'll visit you sometime in Casa de Luca, when I'm bored" said Daniella. He tries to look ordinary.
"Yes, of course. You have free access to it. Is that right, uncle?" Mia glanced at Damiano who at that moment immediately nodded in agreement.
"Alright, Mia. I'll just wait outside. I'm afraid to cry if I stay here too long" Daniella said. He hugged and kissed Mia before deciding to leave the room.
Mia's attention now turned to Francesca. "Francy, do you remember everything we talked about a while ago before leaving for Elba Island?"
Francesca fell silent and thought. "Which one, Mia?" tanyanya trying to remember.
"About your relationship with Fillipo" whispered Mia. He didn't want Damiano to hear his conversation with his sister.
The look on Francesca's face changed. However, not long after that the girl smiled. "I talked to Ricci. Can you watch him as long as I'm not around? To be honest, I felt a little scared," Francesca whispered back.
“Hey, you've been talking too much. Francy, we need to get going. The longer you say goodbye, the harder it will be to separate" Daniella said. "Again, we leave Mia near those who love her. I guess, as long as Matteo is by his side, there's not a single thing we need to worry about, Francy."
Mia was very excited to hear Daniella's words. Never imagined if the attitude of Daniella who used to be always taut and hostile, can now change one hundred and eighty degrees. Daniella seemed to love him very much.
“I'll call the pilot to get ready,” Damiano said as he inched to the side of the room to call. While Damiano called, Mia returned to Matteo's side when she heard her husband groaning softly. “What's up, Theo? Do you feel pain?” The worried Mia immediately examined the bandage wrapped around her husband's right shoulder and chest. However, he did not find anything suspicious.
“I'm thirsty,” said Matteo.
Carefully, Mia took the drinking water on the small table that the nurse had provided, a few hours ago. He slowly drank it to Matteo.
Matteo gulped at him slowly, then stopped. “Is this in your shop, Mia?” he asked with a smile on his lips.
“You can already joke apparently,” Mia laughs softly. She kissed her husband's cheeks so many times that he grimaced in pain.
“Ah, forgive me. Is my movement too hard?” ask Mia to panic.
Matteo shook his head weakly. He tried to grab Mia's hand. “Stay here. Don't go anywhere,” he said slowly.
Francesca and Daniella who returned in, only able to see the intimacy of the couple. However, everything must stop when the sound of knocking is heard again.
“Maybe it was Zucca who reported that the transportation was ready,” Damiano rushed to open the door and was stunned, because the figure he saw was not someone he had expected. “Marco?” hisses. Suddenly all eyes were on the tall young man standing in the doorway, not least Matteo.
“Can I log in?” ask Marco.
Damiano, who was surprised, immediately controlled his facial expression and allowed the young man to enter. Marco had a moment to thank before his gaze rubbed with Daniella. His views then turned to Francesca and Mia. “I'm here to apologize,” details.
“Um, Mia we better go now,” cut Daniella while gesturing to Francesca.
“Ah, coincidence. Zucca has arrived. He will take you to the nearest helicopter runway,” Damiano swung his hand as a sign that the two brothers followed him out.
Now, only the three of them looked at each other in silence. Hesitating, Marco approached the bed and held Matteo's arm, “How are you?” tanyakanya.
“I'm alive and already better,” replied Matteo flatly.
Marco was silent for a moment. The look on his face emitted sadness and a heavy burden. They remained silent for a long time, until Marco knelt beside the bed. His head was aligned with Matteo's lying body. Marco started crying so hard that his shoulders shook. “I'm sorry, Theo. I know I'm a coward. I should have said all my father's crimes from the beginning, but I was too scared,”.
“I never dared to fight Padre, because he would always put his gun on me. From my childhood to my adulthood, Padre never changed. Therefore, I ... I .…” Marco could not continue his words, he lowered his head and stuck his forehead in Matteo's hand as he sobbed.
Matteo just flinched looking at it. He glanced at Mia at a glance that looked pitying to Marco. His gaze then returned to look at Marco who was still hiding his face. “I'm also sorry for killing your only remaining parents, but Antonio does deserve it all,” Matteo didn't mention ‘paman’ before Antonio's name.
Marco nodded and wiped his tears. He also would not blame Matteo for all the mistakes, being with the father.