The charm of Mr. De Luca

Schiaccaare

A few days have passed. Mia has pocketed money from the sale of the shop owned by her late father. It feels heavy to have to release the store into the hands of others. There are too many memories in that place. Memories of him with Mr. Gio and of course his memories with Matteo. The store, became the starting place of his meeting with the man who is now someone he hates so much.

Mia tidied up some important stuff. One of them is the cash register of the father. The plan, Mia will bring the cash register with her to the city that became her destination later. With tears in his eyes, he cleaned up the other stuff. From inside the cashier's desk drawer, he found his late father's monthly bookkeeping. The middle-aged man's handwriting was indeed not very neat. Mia recalled, she often had trouble shopping by carrying a note made by her father.

There are some books in the drawer that Mia doesn't need anymore. He then collected the books and piled them up, then he put them in the cardboard. However, suddenly Mia was stunned. Under the pile of books that he had cleaned earlier, there was a piece of photo that made his tears flow more and more. Mia looked at the photo. There is a picture of his childhood face in the embrace of his father. Mia recalled that the photo was taken when she was about eight years old, a few years after her mother died.

The face of young Mr. Gio who looks so dashing. That man will always be the most handsome man for him. Mr. Gio is his role model. Mia will always carry all the meaningful suggestions that Mr. Gio said to her, from the time she was a child to the time she grew up and became a widow.

Yes, Mia is now a widow. “Vale ...” sigh Mia slowly. His memory is now diverted to the figure of a friend who is always loyal to accompany and help him in all situations. One thing that Mia regrets is, because she has not been able to return the feelings of love from the man.

Mia immediately wiped her tears as she saw an old woman enter the store. “How, Mia? Are you done, or maybe you need help?” Lady Rosario who bought the shop came to Mia.

Mia immediately smiled gently. “Already, Mistress. This is the last item,” he replied. He tries to be reasonable. Mia then continued her work, while Lady Rosario looked around at the back of the tavern, which was the kitchen and the barn.

“Hei, Mia!” exclaim the middle-aged woman. “Whose underwear is this? Does it belong to your late father?” the screams again made Mia flinch. He immediately headed to the warehouse. It was seen that Mrs Rosario was examining a paper bag containing men's underwear. Mia immediately grabbed the paper bag.

“Sorry, Mistress! This belongs to .. um... I was going to give this to Vale ...” Mia covered her lips. He felt it was wrong to answer what to the old woman. “Oh ... God,” his sigh slowly. Her body language had made Lady Rosario frown in astonishment.

While Mia cleaned up the shop, another case with Francesca. The girl seemed to be getting ready. It seemed like she was going to leave that afternoon, because Francesca already looked beautiful and looked different. After she finished preparing, Francesca wrote a message she placed on the fridge door. Francesca wrote that she was going to meet a friend of hers. After that, Francesca left.

Traveling by bus, Francesca finally arrived at the place she was headed. The young girl was stunned for a moment. He looked around a place that looked foreign to him. Immediately, he opened his small backpack and reached into the cell phone from inside the bag. Francesca called someone. "I've arrived at the terminal. Can you come get me?" after sending the message, Francesca chose to stand up while waiting for someone to pick her up. He was waiting outside the terminal.

Not long after, a red sports bike stopped right in front of him. The rider with a full face helmet, raises the glass of his helmet, so that a pair of bright brown eyes with a shady look. Francesca gave a small smile as the other man was Coco thrusting her helmet at him.

Francesca received the helmet and immediately put it on. Without having to be ordered, the 175 cm girl immediately went up and sat behind Coco. Motor sport was speeding through the streets of Brescia. Not long after, Coco stopped her motorbike in front of the workshop. He did not know where to take Francesca, because the arrival of the girl to Brescia so suddenly.

"This is the workshop you told me about?" francesca asked as Coco took her in. He also brought his motorbike in.

"Yes" replied Coco. He allowed the girl of her stature to go up to the second floor. There the atmosphere is much more comfortable when compared to the first floor which is a special area of the workshop. "Do you want to drink something?" tawar Coco's.

Francesca smiled. "What drink do you have? I didn't drink ..." The girl didn't continue her words. He just bit his lips slowly.

Coco understood the meaning of Francesca's words. The man smiled and passed. A moment later, he returned with a can of soft drink. "Do you drink like this?" coco asked as she offered the canned drink to Francesca.

"Yes, I can" said the girl, accepting the drink Coco offered her. Francesca opened the lid of the can and began to gulp it down. "You live alone here?" tanyakanya. He followed Coco with his gaze. The man sat down next to Francesca and looked back at the girl. Coco then nodded.

"We have started to get used to it without the presence of father and mother. It feels strange and very different. However, we have to get used to it" Francesca said, re-sipping her drink.

"At first it must be difficult, but over time also must be accustomed," said Coco calmly. "I used to be like that when my parents were gone. It feels so heavy, but I'm a boy. I always have to look strong" he continued.

Francesca looked over and smiled. "You do look very strong, indeed" he murmured involuntarily. However, a moment later Francesca regained her senses. "Um ... I mean .. yes, you are indeed ..." The girl was confused about choosing the right words. He now just poked his lips and bowed. While Coco smiled wryly in response to that.

"Why didn't you say first that you were going to Brescia?"

"Sorry, this is all of a sudden. I don't know why, I suddenly feel like seeing you. I hope you're not distracted."

"Of course not. However, I have no idea to take you anywhere. Next time, I'll definitely take you around the city of Brescia, "a gentle smile on Coco's beautiful face. A much different smile, to that shown by Francesca. There was a bit of a shock in the smile of the girl.

Francesca just wants to see Coco's face before she moves out of town with Mia. He did not know if he could meet the man again or not. Therefore, Francesca wanted to say goodbye to him. Suddenly, the girl realized one thing. She remembers that Coco was Matteo's best friend. Mia wouldn't like it if she talked a lot to the man in front of her.

"Is there a problem?" coco asked who looked worried when she saw the look on Francesca's face that was suddenly agitated. "Did something happen to Mia?" ask again. Francesca immediately shook her head slowly. "Then, what's up?" insist Coco.

Francesca. His hazel eyes looked so beautiful and made Coco feel at home to stare at him for a long time. "I want to tell you something" said Francesca slowly.

"Say," Coco replied.

At first, Francesca looked confused. However, moments later the girl seemed to have begun to master herself. "Ricci, I know I'm just a little girl to you. I honestly have never known a man other than my father. I just found out, it was different, but it was different" Francesca was silent for a moment. While Coco was still looking at him fixedly.

"You've made me feel so comfortable. I'm happy to be around you, but .. but I'm very pleased with Mia. I thought, maybe I should start keeping my distance with you .." Francesca said, smiling bitterly. "It's not a big deal for you. I know it. I'm just ..." The girl's speech paused again. He looks worried again. Both of his eyes moved irregularly.

"What only?" coco Fishing.

Francesca turned back to the brown-eyed man. He looked hesitant, but in the end Francesca came back against what she felt. He ventured. "Will you be my first kiss?" the question just popped out of Francesca's pink lips. That made Coco frown.

Seeing the expression that Coco showed, Francesca became extremely embarrassed. He immediately moved from his seat. "I'd better go home!" it also passed. But Coco immediately held him back. He made Francesca stunned without daring to show her sweet face. Unexpectedly, Coco suddenly landed her kiss on the pink lips.

At first, Francesca was startled and made her swerve. However, a moment later the girl immediately closed her eyes. She seemed to enjoy it when Coco's tongue started dancing in her mouth. Francesca already knew such a thing, although she had never done it, but she had heard many stories from her friends.

Slowly, Coco let go of those pink lips. However, a moment later he again melted the skin, bit it, and sucked it gently. Coco also grabbed onto Francesca's waist, thus making the girl close her body even more. The smell of a girl's distinctive parfume is increasingly poking in her nose, making the man want to do more than just kiss. "You turned out to be a lot sweeter than I expected" whispered Coco.