The charm of Mr. De Luca

Steady Heart's

The night is getting late. But Matteo looked agitated. He also decided to get out of bed. Previously, he had corrected the blanket that covered Mia's body. After that, Matteo opted out of the room and went towards the kitchen. As usual, he picked up a can of cold beer and stood near the opening of the living room.

Nanar, the gaze of his gray eyes he lay on the thick of the night that enveloped the city of Brescia. His mind felt empty at that moment. However, I don't know what made him so nervous.

The wall clock struck twice. However, the drowsiness did not come near. Matteo decided to go to the study. He started to open his computer and check out some of the incoming emails.

His intention to focus on taking care of the plantation, had been completely round, especially after he learned of Mia's current state. Matteo wanted to devote all his attention to his wife. He didn't want to lose that moment.

So, what should he do for the survival of the organization? Matteo could not have resigned without careful preparation.

Finished checking a few emails, the man then stood in front of a photo of his parents. Matteo stared fixedly at the faces of those he so desperately longed for. A speck of pain reappeared in the deepest corner of his heart. There was a regret so great and disturbing the peace of his soul now.

"If you were still there and see me now directly, then the happiness in my life would feel more complete. I knew that my mom and dad would keep watching me from a distance. Look at me now, I'm married and will be a father-to-be ...." Matteo let out a slow breath.

"There's a lot of things that have changed in my life. So much so that I don't know where to tell you from. You know what, mom? You have an amazing daughter-in-law, just as you hoped, and I. Just like a father who locks his heart only for mother. That is also what I will do to Mia, because I am Matteo son of Roberto de Luca. Although I can't be a role model like my father, when everyone knows and appreciates his kindness. Let me just be Matteo, where only the people closest to me know what I am ...." Matteo was silent for a moment. He was confused what else to say.

He re-stirred the beer in the can he held. Matteo then closed his eyes for a moment. The shadow of childhood with both parents is present in the memory, and a little treats the longing for them. Not long after, Matteo opened his eyes again and smiled. After that, he closed again. Now, the shadow of Mia's beautiful face appears. A moment later, the man opened his eyes again. Immediately, he walked out of the study and headed to his room.

Mia fell asleep like a baby. His face was plain and looked very innocent. She will always be the only woman of worship for Matteo, especially since Mia is now pregnant. "My dear" Matteo went in and hid part of her body under the blanket. She hugged Mia tightly. The woman squirmed slowly and opened her eyes.

"Is it morning, Theo?" mia's voice rang out at that moment.

"Not yet, Cara mia. Go back to sleep. Let me hold you" Matteo whispered, kissing Mia's cheek, making the woman smile with her eyes closed again. Mia then tilted her body and turned her back to Matteo who was now holding her tightly from behind. Moments later, Matteo tried to close his eyes. Without feeling it, the man finally fell into a deep sleep.

......................

At any time, Matteo will always wake up in the morning. He even opened his eyes earlier than Mia. As usual, he always started his morning activity by running around the plantation while monitoring the situation there. Matteo should be grateful because the harvest of wine from his plantation is always abundant. He even sold some of the raw wine to Camilla's father, who also opened a brewery in Italy. The cooperation they did went well, just like his cooperation with Adriano.

Until then, Mia has not told who Adriano D'Angelo really is. Matteo also has not heard anything from Coco who has told Steffano to spy on the chairman of the Tigre Nero.

"Good morning, my son," said Damiano warmly. The man smiled kindly, and always with the newsboy cap that became his trademark. He walked over to Matteo who was standing looking at the man.

"Good morning, Damiano. What a coincidence, I want to talk to you" said Matteo back. He greeted his foster father with a warm attitude.

"It's too early to discuss anything serious, son," the half-century man said.

"Oh, okay. After all, I used to sleep faster. Lately, my body has begun to weaken," complained Damiano while juxtaposing Matteo's steps. They decided to talk while touring the plantation.

"I hope you're still strong enough to hold your granddaughter in your arms, Damiano," Matteo said, leaving the old man next to him stunned and turning his head.

"Tell me again, son," he asked in disbelief.

Matteo returned the man's gaze. He then smiled while nodding. "Today I'll take Mia to check before going to the workshop. I hope everything goes well" said the gray-eyed man slowly. They then continued their steps around the plantation.

"Of course, Son. Pray for the best. I can't wait to see that."

"There is one more thing that is no less important," said Matteo who again made Damiano stunned. There are some plantation workers who have been seen passing around there. They nodded respectfully to Matteo and also Damiamo.

"About what, my son?" damiano asked while fixing the front of his blazer.

"About our organization," Matteo replied immediately. For the umpteenth time, Damiano was stunned and again raised a question mark to his foster son.

"Organization? Did something happen without my knowledge?" look at the green-eyed man.

"none. I just want to negotiate something very important. Look, Damiano ...." Matteo did not continue his words. He seemed to think for a moment. Damiano was still waiting for him to speak again.

"Look, Damiano," Matteo fell silent as he scratched his forehead. He then breathed heavily. However, the intent in his heart had already been completely steady back then. "I've promised Mia to immediately withdraw from the organization and will only focus on taking care of the plantation. Especially when Mia is pregnant, I want to really devote my attention to her. Do you have any advice for that?"

"Are you sure of your decision, Theo?" Damiano reminded Matteo. His face looked a little doubtful.

"I've been thinking about this for a long time. My decision is unanimous, once the weapons order is completed then I will immediately resign from my position as head of the organization," Matteo replied confidently.

"Think again, my child. If you decide to step down, then your position will be empty. I don't want that to make a fuss in the membership body. You must know and realize that. There are a handful of people who want your position, without thinking about whether they are worthy or not" Damiano said flatly.

"I know that, Damiano. However, I have made my decision and I can't take it anymore. Mia wanted us to live properly, without the intrigues that would have ended in the loss of one's life. You don't have to worry either, because I've prepared my replacement, '" Matteo explained with a glaring look.

"Who, My child?" ask Damiano. He looked closely at his foster son who had now transformed into a grown man.

Matteo then turned his gaze to Damiano. A smile was present at the corner of his lips, along with the rays of the sun that morning. "Marco de Luca," Matteo replied confidently.