The charm of Mr. De Luca

Grey Eyes

Mia continued to cast her gaze at Matteo. On one side he was scared. However, on the other hand, he felt sorry for the man's situation, especially he who had helped remove the bullet from his arm.

“Mia! Are you still there, son?” the voice of Mr. Gio was on the other end of the phone with a voice that still sounded anxious.

Mia realized. He turned his eyes away from Matteo, who was still sitting leaning against the wall, closing his eyes. “I-iya, dad. I'll be home in a minute. I still have to finish my job. Dad don't worry! I'll be fine,” said Mia trying to calm the father. He also tried to calm himself.

“Ya, already. I have to finish my job first so I can go home quickly. See you later, Dad,” Mia hangs up her phone.

For a moment, the girl was glued and started thinking. He turned back to Matteo. There was another feeling that suddenly moved Mia just like that. He went into the kitchen and started cooking. Until a while he spent his time in the kitchen that is not too wide. After that, Mia returned with a plate of spaghetti. He sat down near Matteo.

“Master, wake up! Eat first!” mia's voice was soft in Matteo's ears. The man with slightly disheveled hair, finally opened his eyes. He looked at Mia with a pair of shining gray and so moved Mia.

Matteo then turned his gaze to the food served by Mia.

“Only this is the most practical and does not take much time. You must be really hungry, right?” Mia ventured to look at Matteo who was looking back at her. However, Mia was unable to do that for too long. Finally, he hid his beautiful face.

“Have you eaten, Mia?” matteo asked with a heavy voice.

Mia did not answer. He just nodded slowly. “I made this for you,” said the girl again. Matteo then grabbed the plate. He immediately ate the food. While Mia was still bowed nearby.

“What was your father?” ask Matteo. He tried to make small talk, especially because he saw Mia so tense.

The horse-pointed girl did not answer. He just nodded slowly. Matteo returned to eating his food. He looks very hungry.

“May I know why you got shot, Mister?” mia asked suddenly, making Matteo instantly choke. The man was coughing. Mia immediately handed him a bottle of mineral water.

Mia watched the man who was sipping water from the bottle until it was almost finished. He should feel suspicious, because the characteristics that his father said are exactly the same as the man in front of him.

Matteo closed the bottle of mineral water. He paused for a moment, before finally answering the girl's question. “I am a tourist from Brescia. This is the worst day of my life. I was robbed and almost killed. I feel lucky because my footsteps brought me here. To you, Mia,” Matteo said with his words that sounded very convincing.

Mia still continued to dare herself to look at Matteo. Why is he so interested and feel if he has known the man closely? Slowly the fear and all the anxiety that had been enveloping him began to fade. Mia now felt much more relaxed, although there was still a sense of unease in her heart. All of that happened because of the way Matteo looked at her which made the girl misbehave.

Look into the eyes of the man does not look naughty or perverted. The eyes that Matteo aimed at were so sharp that it made Mia feel a little intimidated. “What did your father say?” ask Matteo. Either he feels curious or just plain pleasantries.

“Nothing. I should be home by now. He only asked where I was,” replied Mia. He was not completely honest with Matteo.

“So, this store belongs to your father?” ask Matteo.

Mia nodded slowly. However, he did not show his face. The girl was powerless if she had to keep seeing Matteo.

“Do you keep this shop alone?” ask Matteo again.

This time, Mia shook her head. “I used to keep this shop together with my father, but he had to go home early because my stepmother was sick. So, I had to be here alone,” explained Mia.

“Then what about tomorrow? Is your father coming here?” matteo asked again with a worried look on his face.

“Entahlah. Maybe he'll see my stepmom first. What's the matter, Mister?” Mia asked back.

Matteo did not immediately answer. He just sat still and thought. Of course, no one should know of his whereabouts there, other than Mia. However, Matteo was at a loss on how to explain that to the girl who had helped him so much.

“I don't want your father to know where I am here. Please help Mia, help me this time! I promise to repay all your kindness to me,” pinta Matteo expectantly. However, he did not show too much expression. His faceline still seemed flat and firm, showing how serious he was.

“Why should you fear my father?” mia asked in an incomprehensible manner. “My father is a very nice man. He must be willing to help you find a place that is comfortable for you,” Mia seemed to dispute what was in Matteo's mind at that time, even though the man had not said anything. However, Mia seemed to have guessed what Matteo was thinking.

Matteo shook his head. He disagrees with Mia's words. After all, no one should know of his escape. “No, Mia!” her rebuttal with a slightly firm tone of speech, made Mia frown her forehead. “Before my injuries completely recover, then I don't want anyone to find my whereabouts here!” matteo continued, touching the back of Mia's hand.

Mia swallowed her own saliva as she felt the warmth of Matteo's palm over her hand. A warm feeling that then spread throughout his body and fused with his blood flow, so that his blood felt rustling with much firmer. Mia also felt her heart beat twice as fast as her normal beat. The girl did not know what the sign was really? Mia had never felt anything like it before.

“Then you have to move from here, sir! My father will definitely find your whereabouts if you are in this room,” Mia said. He then thought about where he would hide Matteo.

In the end, Mia remembered a place from the tavern that her father rarely went to, which was a storehouse of foodstuffs. Yeah, that's the safest place for Matteo.

“I know where to move you, Sir. However, you have to force yourself to walk alone, because I will not be able to move that big body,” Mia said innocently and made Matteo laugh again softly.

“Take it easy, Mia!My injured arm, not my leg,” Matteo said with a humming smile.