The charm of Mr. De Luca

The charm of Mr. De Luca
Depressions



Matteo looked at the red lines that began to appear at the horizon with a heart that felt so claustrophobic. The shadow of Mia who was slicing her own wrist, made Matteo unable to sleep last night. He finally chooses to get out of Coco's room and head to his own room to change clothes. Without Matteo noticing, Coco was also just pretending to be asleep back then. He opened his eyes when Matteo came out of the room.


Matteo has prepared in his sports suit. The gray-eyed man decided to do his regular activities every morning, namely running around the plantation. He did that in addition to wanting to calm the mind by breathing fresh air between the green color of the vine, Matteo also had to monitor the condition of the plantation.


Back to the words of Antonio in their conversation last night. Matteo felt that it was no ordinary crazy idea. Moreover, his anger over all the grievous bloody tragedies, has made Matteo unable to control his common sense anymore. He just wants to crush anyone who has dared to do that savagery, against people he loves so much.


The bloody incident yesterday at Mia's wedding became the culmination of all the anger she had been trying to control. Matteo is unable to accept when Mia accuses him of masterminding the attack that killed the father and husband of the girl she loved so much. At any rate, Matteo must clear his name and reputation in Mia's eyes.


At about half-eight in the morning, Matteo had just returned home. He went straight to the kitchen to get a bottle of water. Incidentally, Damiano was passing by there. The man who always appeared with the peak blinders newboys cap, seemed to be going to the plantation. During this time, Damiano was indeed in full charge of all matters related to the estate as well as Du Fontaine.


Damiano was stunned and noticed the young man who was gulping down water in the bottle. “Theo,” said, making Matteo a little surprised. The gondrong-haired man looked over.


“You're done running in the morning, son?” tanyakanya.


Matteo simply placed the empty bottle on the table. He approached Damiano. “You're going to the plantation?” tanyakanya. Damiano nodded. “There are important things I want to talk to you about,” Matteo said with a face that looks very serious.


Damiano looked at his foster son for a moment. He tried to guess what Matteo would discuss with him. From the look the young man showed, Damiano could tell if it must be a very serious topic. “What if we talk after I get back from the farm? I'll just see things there for a second. In a few days we will harvest the grapes,” Damiano's face looks radiant.


Matteo nodded in agreement. He also wanted to take a shower and change his clothes. Today he will feel lonely, as Coco intends to return to her workshop. The man must clean up all the chaos that has approached the place of business.


However, Matteo does not know if Coco actually returned to the city of Venice secretly. Coco felt she had to give an explanation to Francesca. The girl thought the same as Mia. Coco had to convince Francesca to understand the real situation.


It wasn't too late, when Coco arrived in Venice. Sitting quietly on his sport bike, Coco waited for Francesca somewhere they had agreed. Previously, Coco continued to persuade the young girl to be willing to meet her.


At first, Francescsa ignored even all the messages and calls from Coco. However, it is not Coco's name if she cannot conquer a girl with her deadly seduction. Finally, Francesca agreed to meet.


Coco smiled as she took off the sunglasses she was wearing when she saw Francesca's arrival. The girl was still in her black clothes. He is still in a mourning mood. Francesca herself had already guessed what Coco was going to talk to her about. Actually he felt lazy. However, the special feeling he felt towards the man who was quite far above him, made him unable to refuse the invitation.


The charm and appeal of a Coco is indeed too strong for a volatile girl her age. Coco immediately greeted the girl and stood before her. The charming smile that has always been the hallmark of the bright brown-eyed man, enough to make Francesca feel hypnotized. The young girl stared fixedly at Coco. “How are you, Francy?” greet Coco with her calm demeanor.


“You must have known how I am,” replied Francesca flat and cold. He continued to dismiss all the admiration in his heart. “The bodies of my father and Valentino were buried yesterday. Currently, we have no one else ...” Francesca cupped her face with both palms while crying softly.


Seeing that, Coco immediately approached and clasped him tightly, while Francesca just stared. “I can understand your sadness and also your two sisters, Francy. I deeply regret that incident,” Coco said. He continued to calm Francesca with his loving gentle touches.


“You should know, Francy. Neither I nor Matteo knew there would be an attack on Mia's wedding. We didn't expect that at all,” explained Coco. He tried to convince Francesca to believe his words. However, Francesca instead released herself from within Coco's arms.


“To be honest, I am indeed a friend of Matteo. I came to Venice because Matteo wanted me to take care of Mia. I ignored all my work in Brescia and spent a few days with something very boring. I observed and followed your brother just to make sure he was okay. You should know how much Matteo worries about Mia. He was so in love with your brother,” Coco said.


“You're his best friend! It's only fitting that you defend her desperately! While Mia is my sister, then I will defend her in the same way! Then that man .. that man is my father too, and Valentino is my brother-in-law! I lost two good men at the same time and in a very sad way! You think we'll be okay and forgive all those abominations easily?” francesca's tone began to rise. The anger that he craved for Coco, he was finally able to vent at that moment.


“I understand that very well, Francy. However, please believe me if Matteo has nothing to do with the bloody incident! I can prove it to you, but it takes time! I beg you, please make sure that Mia gets rid of all her ugly thoughts about my best friend!” pinta Coco with great hope. He grabbed Francesca's hand and gripped her tightly. The look in his eyes was so soft he looked at the sweet girl. Francesca just stared at him.


“Cute me!” take Francesca out of the blue. Without waiting for the cue from Coco, the girl immediately jumped on top of Coco's motor sport seat which was parked a few steps away from them.


Coco smiled faintly. However, he quickly complied with Francesca's request. “Where will you take me?” tanyakanya.


“Ke hospital. One kilometer from here, turn to the right,” Francesca said.


Coco propels the motor in the direction indicated by Francesca. Arriving there, the young girl pointed Coco's motorcycle towards the basement. After parking the bike and removing the helmet, Francesca hurriedly dragged Coco's arm to enter the elevator and pressed the fourteen number button. When the elevator door opens, it looks like a silver and shiny board that says “Psychiatry Room’.


“Why did you bring me here, Francy?” ask Coco astonishment.


“Look at who was there,” Francesca pointed her index finger at a room located some distance ahead of them standing. An ordinary room whose outer walls are made of glass so that anyone can clearly see the situation in the room.


Mia was sitting pensively on a sofa with a doctor in a white coat. The doctor sat next to him.


Mia's look was empty. His direction only looked at the floor and completely ignored the female doctor who tried to talk to him. Mia was not there at the time. His mind was somewhere. Meanwhile, tears occasionally trickled down the corners of his lips.


“What happened to Mia?” coco asked curiously while taking out her phone. He then recorded a picture of Mia at the time. A moment later, Coco sent the recording to Matteo.


“Mia changed like that from the moment she slashed her pulse. He did not want to eat, drink, or even talk. Mia had been depressed, Ricci,” Francesca started sobbing and again covered her face with both hands.


"Yes, Lord ..." sighed Coco quietly. He did not expect that the situation would be that severe. This is really not good news. Coco went wrong. He felt confident that if the current state of Mia, would definitely have a great effect on Matteo.