The charm of Mr. De Luca

Dove Sei's

After the routine he worked on, usually Coco spent her time playing online games until dinner time arrived. But the other was that afternoon. Coco seemed to be pensive to herself and thought of Francesca. He complies when Francesca sends him a message telling Coco not to meet him in Venice. However, it had been some time that the hazel-eyed girl no longer gave him any news. Francesca's cell phone could not even be reached.

Fretful and also agitated his feelings at that time. I don't know what happened to Francesca. Finally, Coco decided to contact Matteo. “When are you going to Venice?” Coco opened their conversation on the phone.

“Do you think Mia would be fine if I met her anytime soon?” Matteo asked back. His tone sounded doubtful.

“Try it, Amico. After all, you've already bagged enough evidence to show Mia about the real culprit,” Coco assured her best friend.

“Yes, you're right. I need to clear my name in Mia's eyes. It is up to him to believe it or not,” said Matteo resigned.

“I'm not sure you're that weak,” refutes Coco with a slightly muted tone. He just wants to heat up Matteo so as not to give up immediately, if Mia rejects him again.

“Oh, of course not!” refute Matteo firmly. He will not accept if he is considered weak in front of a woman. “I just wanted to give Mia a little time to think,” her, but was overwhelmed with considerable worry in the little heart of the gray-eyed man. He was indeed afraid that Mia would reject him again as happened on that fateful day.

Matteo was silent for a moment, as was Coco. His mind was fixed on the young girl who was now starting to fill his heart. However, Coco herself did not dare to reveal this to Matteo.

“I want to get there soon, fellas,” Matteo again broke the silence between the two of them. His eyes glared sharply at the harvested vineyards, even becoming bottles of drink that were soon ready to be delivered to Du Fontaine's loyal customers.

“What if I accompany you there, Amico,” haggard Coco makes Matteo smile small. He then sipped his remaining drink a little.

“Bby,” replied Matteo slowly.

The next day, Matteo comes to Coco's workshop to pick up his best friend. Coco was already preparing, and she looked so excited this time. He even changed the jacket he would wear that day. His behavior had managed to make Matteo feel irritated himself.

The gray-eyed man sat leaning against his forehead, dizzy to see Coco who had almost three times changed her jacket. “Are you going to keep wasting my time just to sit here and watch you back and forth into the room?” exclamation Matteo. “Yes God, I was like watching a fashion show!” the man complained again in annoyance.

Not long after, Coco came out of her room. With a face without sin, he smiled at Matteo. “Looks ... This jacket is the most comfortable,” Coco said while tidying up the front of the leather jacket she used to wear. The jacket he wore first before deciding to go back and forth opened his closet.

“Solid basis!” as Matteo moved from his seat. Without a care he rushed out of the workshop and into his black jeep car. Coco just smiled. He immediately followed Matteo to his car. Moments later, the jeep had speeded up and split the streets of Brescia so gallantly.

During the journey, Coco was unceasingly humming cheerfully. The man did have a sweet voice. During his high school years, he formed a band. Coco is good at playing several musical instruments. It is only fitting that until now, Coco has always been an idol of girls.

“You look very excited, buddy?” sindir Matteo who felt strange with Coco's attitude felt too excited. Though, Matteo is going to meet Mia, but Coco who looks very enthusiastic.

Coco looked over and smiled. But he said nothing. He just continued to hum while occasionally watching the streets they passed. After a few hours, the two friends finally arrived in Venice. Matteo immediately parked his car in an ordinary place. He then removed the seat belt that ran across his chest. Likewise with Coco, without lowering the spirit that he had been carrying, the brown-haired man got out of the car and immediately followed Matteo's steps. The two of them headed to the building where Mia lived.

The two men stood in front of a green door. Matteo seemed to hide the anxiety that began to afflict him. Likewise with Coco, he repeatedly rubbed his palms. After a while just staring at the door, they finally looked at each other. Matteo asked Coco for permission to knock on the door. While Coco nodded and pleased him.

Matteo then took a deep breath and slowly threw it away. “Please yourself, Amico,” whispered Coco as she patted Matteo's shoulder. After that, he again rubbed his palms, because actually Coco also felt very nervous.

Matteo began to put his hands closer to the door. He knocked it three times. But there was no response from within. Matteo then glanced at Coco. The man again allowed his best friend to knock on the door once more. It was then that someone opened the lock from the inside, and the door opened.

The two men put on a smile. Coco had indeed gotten used to her sweet smile, another case with Matteo who looked so stiff. However, the smile of the different types slowly faded from the handsome face of the two, when they found that the one who opened the door was neither Mia nor Francesca.

“Who, Mom?” the voice of the young girl who was approaching them immediately. He also looked at Matteo and Coco in turn. “Who to look for?” ask the girl.

Serempak Matteo and Coco replied. They named the girl they wanted to meet. Matteo mentions Mia, while Coco of course mentions Francesca. The two then looked at each other. “We looked for Mia and also Francesca,” explained Matteo in the end. Now he understood why Coco had been acting so strangely ever since.

The young girl was silent for a moment. “You are sure this is the address, or maybe he is a third floor resident,” said the girl hesitated. “We have occupied this place since a month ago,” he continued again. Then he seemed to think. “What are you looking for the old inhabitants of this place?” tanyakanya.

“Iya,” Matteo replied briefly.

The girl then looked at her mother. “Try asking Mrs Rosario, the owner of a pharmacy in a row of shops near the canal. He is the owner of this place. I think he must know where his old residents moved to,” obviously the girl made Matteo and Coco surprised. They looked at each other with expressions of disbelief.

With a rash step, Matteo walked down the narrow alley full of memories between himself and Mia. While Coco continued to follow him restlessly. After arriving at the end of the alley, Matteo was then stunned and circulated his gaze. He looked for the pharmacy in question. However, before he found the pharmacy, Matteo's view was first locked in the tavern owned by Mr. Gio now looks different. The small building is no longer a tavern today, but has been transformed into a souvenir shop and various masks typical of the city. Immediately, Matteo stepped foot over there and entered the shop.

It just so happened that Mrs Rosario was there. He immediately welcomed Matteo and Coco in his shop. “You looking for something, Gentlemen?” tanyakanya.

Matteo nodded with some hesitation. But his tongue felt ugly. Soon, Coco took control. “Didn't this place used to be Mr's shop. Gio?” ask Coco kindly.

“Ya, that's right. However, I bought it after his daughter sold it to me. They decided to move out of town after their parents died,” explained Mrs Rosario made Matteo as boneless.

“Do you know which city they moved to?” ask Coco again.

Madam Rosario shook her head slowly. “They don't talk about it,” he replied with a face that looks very convincing, making Matteo and Coco can only complain quietly.

After hearing a brief explanation from Mrs Rosario, the two beautiful men finally decided to return to the car. For a moment, Matteo and Coco were stunned as they stared at the former building where Mia lived. Especially Matteo. His gaze was now fixed on the balcony of the room with a white curtain moving in the wind. Still imagined in his memory, when he climbed up and spent the night with the occupant of the room.

Matteo is softening up. His current feeling was strange. Sadness is different from when he lost his parents, but quite disturbing heart and mind.

“What should we do now, Amico?” ask Coco weakly.

“I'll have them look for Mia,” replied Matteo while turning on the vehicle.

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