The charm of Mr. De Luca

Consiglio Saggio

Although somewhat shaky, but Matteo can still control himself so as not to fall. Two bottles of whisky were enough to make his head turn dizzy. However, he still knew the direction to the room. Matteo refuses when Coco is about to drive him there, so Coco just goes to her room.

Matteo went into the room. Mia had fallen asleep with a blanket covering almost her entire body. The woman slept in a sideways position. Matteo then stepped towards the bed. He looked at Mia for a moment, even though she was in a back position. “You're asleep, How's mia? Yeah, of course you are. Now it was too late,” raved Matteo while laughing softly, making the real Mia who had not slept immediately open her eyes. However, Mia did not answer the husband's question.

A moment later, Matteo threw his body next to Mia. I heard her breathing heavy enough. Mia knew that the man must be drunk. Her sense of smell caught the scent of alcohol emanating from her husband's mouth.

Slowly Mia lowered the blanket that covered her body. He turned and looked at the husband who had closed his eyes without changing clothes. Matteo also did not take off his shoes. Mia then got up and walked to the end of the bed. Deftly, he took off the husband's shoes and placed them in a special rack. After that, Mia returned to the bedside and enveloped Matteo's body. However, just as he was about to move on from there, suddenly Matteo grabbed his hand. Mia was stunned and turned.

He looked at the man who was still in a closed state. “I love you, Mia. There's nothing else. You should know that,” raved Matteo in his sleep.

Mia heard Matteo's words. He knows for sure about it. However, the disappointment of what Matteo had done, made him put aside the belief in love. Slowly Mia let go of Matteo's handrails. He walked out of the room and into the living room. Mia stood near the opening of the room while staring at the spacious courtyard of Casa de Luca.

The night is getting late and presents a sense of loneliness that is very torturous. Mia started sobbing there. The uncomfortable feeling that had plagued his physique and heart over the past few days had really worn him down. I don't know why Mia became so sensitive. His feelings are easily affected by things that are even so trivial and should not be cared about. Everything became increasingly chaotic and feels stifling, coupled with yesterday's events that made him want to scream as hard as he could.

A few moments long pensive there, until it did not feel the morning had arrived. Down there began to sound frenzied plantation workers who arrived. Mia decided to go back to her room. He saw Matteo had fallen asleep, while the time had shown at six in the morning.

Mia then headed to the bathroom and washed her face. When it was finished, he did not leave there. The woman stared at the reflection of her face in the mirror of the sink. Before long, the discomfort in his stomach returned. The nausea makes him want to remove all the contents of the stomach. Mia has been through that for a few days. Actually, he wanted to tell Matteo his complaint. However, quarrels for the sake of quarrels always get in the way.

After nothing else could be removed from her stomach, Mia gargled and washed her face once more. He then went into the clothes room and tidied himself up there. Not long after, Mia came out wearing a midi dress bodycon. He also carried a coat and a bag of his favorite sling.

Before leaving the room, Mia took the time to sit on the edge of the bed, and opened the top drawer next to the bed. He took a small notebook. Mia tore off a piece of paper, then wrote something there. After that, he placed it on top of the drawer. Finished writing a message, Mia approached Matteo and kissed the forehead of the man who was still asleep in her dream. With a heavy feeling, he walked out of the room and headed towards the gate of the Casa de Luca courtyard.

There, he crossed paths with Damiano who was about to supervise the outermost part of the plantation. The charismatic man immediately approached Mia with a look of astonishment. “Where are you going so early, son?” tanyakanya.

“I want to go to my restaurant, Uncle. There are some problems that I have to solve there,” Mia replied in a nervous tone.

“Why didn't Theo drive you?” ask Damiano again.

“I feel sorry for him. These past few days, my husband looks tired,” to Mia. Sometimes he looked down when Damiano's eyes stared at him question mark.

The middle-aged man seemed to think for a moment while rubbing his chin. “At least, take Nico. Tell him to deliver you,” Damiano suggested later.

At first, Mia refused. However, because given the condition of his body that is not good, then finally he nodded in agreement, “Alright, I will tell Nico to deliver me," he said slowly.

“Ehm, one thing you need to know, son. There is never a smooth path in a relationship. There will always be a small pebble that disturbs our steps. It is your attitude that determines whether or not you both overcome that obstacle. God wrote destiny for His people, but man will always be given the best choice,” Damiano said. His words sounded very gentle and wise.

“Remember, Son. Don't hold the question too long. Get it done and forgive everything. Face any problem and never run away from it. The longer you keep the problem, the harder you'll be to handle it,” Damiano added before he went to look for Nico and left Mia glued to the gate.

Meanwhile, the sunlight was so warm, creeping through the cracks of the window curtain in Matteo's room that had not yet fully opened. However, the beautiful man was still asleep in his sleep. At noon, the man opened his eyes. Matteo sat with his head still slightly dizzy. He looked to the side, where Mia used to sleep there. Matteo then spread his gaze. He got out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash his face.

Moments later, Matteo came out of the room and headed for the kitchen. Usually at such hours, Mia was busy in the kitchen to prepare lunch. However, he did not find his wife there. Matteo frowned. Just then, he saw Coco who seemed like she was going home to the workshop.

“Amico,” greet the brown-eyed man.

Matteo did not say. His mind is starting to feel bad. It made Coco feel astonished again. “You why else? What effect of last night's drink has not been lost or ..”

“I was looking for Mia,” interrupted Matteo with an unsettled look.

“You've already searched for it in the bathroom, workspace, or ...” Coco looked confused. He just scratched his head. “Ya, already. I have to go back to the workshop,” Coco continued while patting Matteo's arm. Dizziness feels like an observer of other people's household problems. Coco prefers to just leave. After all, it was no longer his realm.

After Coco died, Matteo returned to the room. He then went into the dressing room and opened Mia's wardrobe. Everything still looks complete. Matteo turned his gaze to the glass-coated shoe rack where Mia's shoe collection was stored. He saw an empty place there. A pair of Mia's shoes had disappeared from their place.

Matteo rushed back to the main room of the bedroom. His gaze swept across the room, until finally the pair of gray eyes were fixed on a piece of paper on top of the drawer. Matteo immediately grabbed the paper and read the message written on it.

 

 I went to Rome to calm down for a moment. Don't look for me, 'cause I'm definitely coming back. I think you should calm yourself too. Don't forget to eat, and keep your shoes neat.

 

Such was the content of the message Mia wrote for him. Matteo squeezed the paper with all his might. He sat half-bent on the edge of the bed. A heavy sigh accompanied the stifled emotions within him. Matteo thought for a moment.

A moment later, he grabbed his phone and contacted someone. “Zucca, go to Rome right now and watch my wife there! Don't let you let your guard down a bit! I do not want if something bad happens to him,” Matteo said firmly. He hung up his phone too.