The charm of Mr. De Luca

Empty Hope's

Not too hot day in Venice. At that time, Mia had just finished serving a tavern visitor. Today the work is not too hard. Mia can also sit for a moment while unwind.

His eyes are fixed forward. On the canal near the father's tavern. Mia watched the gondola pullers who continued back and forth tirelessly.

Several weeks have passed since Matteo's departure. The man promised to see him again, but until now Matteo did not come. Mia realized, maybe her wish is too much. He was so hopeful that he forgot all his logic.

Who's Matteo? Mia didn't even know the ins and outs about the man for sure. Yes, Matteo is just a foreign man who happens to stop by his shop and also in his heart. Ah, no! How could he fall in love so easily with a man he just met? While he finds out if there are other men who have long offered that beautiful feeling to him.

Valentino Diori's. The good and beautiful man had long harbored a sincere love for Mia. He was so patient waiting for the answer “iya” from the sweet girl. However, until now Mia has not been able to open her heart to men who have a hobby of writing the article.

Mia sat down and propped up her chin. It feels so boring. He looked at the father who fell asleep while sitting behind the cashier table. Mia smiled a little. Mr. Gio is his greatest treasure now. Although the man was very firm and impressed fierce, but Mr. Gio is a really nice person.

The longer, the drowsiness began to attack the girl. Slowly, Mia closed her eyes. However, just as she was about to be swept away in her drowsiness, Mia suddenly flinched.

“Hey, Mia!” exclaimed a young girl who had suddenly been near Mia. He patted Mia on the shoulder until the girl turned to him for a moment.

Francesca had been standing there with her face that had always looked cold. He raised his eyebrows because he was surprised by the exaggerated attitude displayed by Mia. “You why? What are you thinking, Mia?” ask the eighteen-year-old girl.

Mia looked flabbergasted. He did not answer immediately. The surprise had made him confused. “Francy? Don't you usually come here?” Mia asked back.

Francesca complained quietly. He rolled his eyes and sat in front of Mia. The long-haired girl then placed her carry bag on the table. A moment later, he glanced at Mr. Gio who was not disturbed at all. The man is still asleep.

“I want to see dad, but it turns out dad is sleeping,” Francesca again complained slowly.

“What's wrong? Is there something very important?” ask Mia.

Francesca looked around the shop. He slightly raised his body and leaned forward, thus becoming closer to Mia. Francesca replied in half a whisper. “You know our neighbor who just moved a month ago? Those who buy hostess Sachi,” asked Francesca. The question had made Mia think for a moment. He seemed to remember something.

A moment later, the brown-eyed girl smiled. “Harrington Family?” mia muttered somewhat doubtfully. However, Francesca immediately confirmed the answer from her half-brother.

“I don't know them very well. It seems they rarely greet with other neighbors,” said Mia. His tone still sounded doubtful.

“I don't care about that. You know what, Mia? They have a son named William who turns out to be one school even one class with me,” Francesca explained as she pulled her long straight hair.

“Then?” mia asked as she scrunched her forehead.

“Willie is very handsome. He is similar to my idol football player. His eyeballs are gray. Very beautiful,” Francesca explained again with enthusiasm.

Mia noticed her sister's strange-looking attitude. The young girl looked very carefree. His eyes sparkled when he mentioned William's name. Is that a sign of someone falling in love?

“Do you like it, Francy?” asked Mia innocently.

Francesca sat back down and leaned her back on the back of the chair. The girl played back her beautiful eyeballs. A moment later Francesca smiled slightly.

“He asked me to introduce the city of Venice to him. Whaddya think? Did Willie do it because he liked me or because we were neighbors?” Francesca asked her opinion to Mia.

Mia was silent and thought. She used to help Francesca with her schoolwork. As difficult as it was, Mia could answer him precisely. However, for this one thing it seems Mia can not give an answer with certainty.

“Come, Francy. I think you'll find out when you get to know her. Hopefully he not only gives empty hope to you,” said Mia with a slightly sour face.

Francesca folded her hands together on her chest. The girl's face was flat as usual. Perhaps he was hopeful, but Mia's words had slightly touched his uncertain expectations. Francesca looked back at Mr. Gio who was still asleep behind the cashier table. His intention to meet the father must be undo. Finally the girl got up from her seat.

“Ya, already. I gotta go home. Do not let mother ask questions because I came home late,” said Francesca while holding her carry bag on the left shoulder. Mia also stood up. After saying goodbye, Francesca rushed out of the shop. However, the girl was again stunned while outside the tavern.

Francesca looked at the young man who was stepping towards her. A handsome young man who always looked neat and insightful. Who else if not Valentino Diori.

“Hai, Vale. How are you?” greet Francesca with a casual expression.

“Hai, France. I'm very good,” Valentino's reply. “What Mia is inside?” tanyakanya.

“Yes. I just met him. Inside was my father. Although he was sleeping, but that does not mean he did not watch his shop. My father's instincts are very sharp, so be careful!” francesca's message passed by.

Valentino did not understand the girl's words. He just smiled a little while frowning his forehead. Valentino also does not want to be too dizzy. He finally continued his steps and went into the store.

Inside the store, he saw Mia reading. The girl seemed so focused that she did not notice her presence there. Mia was again shocked to death when Valentino patted her on the shoulder. While Valentino only chuckled at the surprised expression shown by Mia at that time.

“Why are you so serious, Mia?” valentino asked as he sat in front of the girl. A charming smile was again seen on her handsome face.

Mia then showed me the book she was reading. Books he borrowed from the college library.

“You started reading Roman history? Incredible,” whether it's a compliment or even insinuation for Mia. All this time, Mia really likes to read. However, he did not like reading too much. 

Mia responded to Valentino's words with a sweet smile. Just now he opened his mouth, suddenly Mr. Gio's awake. The man seemed to rub his eyes slowly, as he approached the pair of young men.