
Coco looks so irritated. Since yesterday, Matteo has been so difficult to contact. The curly-haired man repeatedly snorted annoyedly while turning off his cigarette with his feet. At that time, Coco was in a magnificent stadium owned by a football club from the capital city of Rome, the Stadio Olimpico.
Intentions want to just entertain themselves, by watching the game from the home team. However, Coco did not enter even though she already had a ticket. The brown-eyed man was still standing in the area outside the stadium and watching the passersby there. For a moment, he opened his phone. It never hurts to capture the moment of its existence in that place. Coco aimed her phone camera to record the atmosphere around the stadium.
However, instantly he became fixated on one object. His hand moved following someone who was accidentally caught by the camera of the phone he was holding. A girl of one-year stature, who was walking with her three colleagues. Immediately, Coco ran towards the girls. "Fracy!" call him in a rather loud voice. The four girls stopped and looked over.
The pair of hazel-colored eyes stared fixedly at Coco. While the three friends looked at the two of them in turn. "Francy, who's that guy?" whispered one of the blond girls, who stood to the left of the hazel-eyed girl who was none other than Francesca.
"Il mio primo amore (my first love)," Francesca replied half muttering.
"alright. Then we go in first" said one of the others. They then passed by leaving Francesca and Coco who were just standing there looking at each other. Slowly Coco stepped forward until she finally stood before the girl who was looking at her with a hue of disbelief.
After a three-year separation, he was finally able to return to face to face with the young girl who had made him run away from all the principles he had held so far. “How are you, Francy?” greet Coco without releasing her gaze from the sweet face of Francesca who now looks more mature.
There was a small smile on the lips of Francesca's baby pink. The girl still seemed to be in disbelief that the man standing before her was Coco, who was the first man in her life. “You ... are here? Incidentally,” replies Francesca still with a little stammering.
On the one hand, Francesca was happy to meet Coco. However, on the other hand he suddenly remembered Mia. Francesca immediately moved back. After that, he dashed away from Coco and headed outside the stadium grounds.
For a moment Coco was stunned and was astonished by Francesca's attitude. He did not understand why Francesca had behaved like that to him. The girl is looking for a taxi. Looks like he'll be gone soon.
Without thinking much, Coco rushed towards the place where she parked her bike. A taxi was driven by Francesca. After a while, the taxi stopped in front of an apartment. Coco rushed to park her bike and followed Francesca who seemed to be walking in a hurry.
Coco was acting normal as she passed through the lobby with the reception desk which happened to be being abandoned by her attendants. It was a golden opportunity for Coco to enter freely. However, unfortunately Coco lost track of the girl. He had no idea where Francesca had gone. Coco thought for a moment, to then make a call on someone.
Meanwhile, Francesca with a nervous and anxious face was inside the elevator towards the fifteenth floor. His only goal is to meet Mia and warn her stepbrother about Coco's presence, which may also be a sign of Matteo's presence in Rome.
While in the apartment room, Mia hurriedly picked up her clothes that were splattered on the floor after she got a message that Francesca was coming. Not finished fixing the room, heard the door of his apartment opened by someone. Mia turned to Matteo who was inching down from the bed. “Francy came,” he said as he exited the room. Mia herself did not expect that Francesca would meet her, because of her plans to come to the girl's apartment.
“Francy? What's up?” ask Mia. He looks restless because in his room there is still Matteo who is tidying up. Without answering any questions from Mia, Francesca immediately entered and closed the door tightly. Her face looked a little anxious, as anxious as Mia's facial look.
Francesca then held her half-brother's hand and said, “Mia, I met Ricci at the Olimpico. I don't know what he's doing in Rome, but ...” Francesca did not continue her words when she saw someone who had just come out from inside Mia's bedroom. The girl was silent looking at the man who was none other than Matteo. Immediately, he removed his grasp from Mia's hand.
“Mia, you ...” Francesca stared at Mia and Matteo in turn. Neither Mia nor Matteo said anything.
Seeing that, Coco came closer. “How are you, Francy?” greet Coco. “Do you not want to hug me?” the chant with a smile. Coco was still waiting for Francesca to raise her face, but the girl did not.
Finally, Coco ventured to touch the girl's chin and lifted her up slowly, so that a pair of beautiful and radiant hazel eyes of Francesca appeared. Coco then wiped away the tears that soaked the girl's smooth cheeks. The man with his curly brown hair smiled again while cupping the beautiful face that he missed so much. “I miss you so much,” he said in half a whisper, making Francesca smile as well as cry. The girl immediately rushed into Coco's arms and hugged the man tightly.
Coco gave a crisp laugh as she looked at Matteo. Moments before the moving scene unfolded, Coco had contacted Matteo who was dressed at the time. He said he was in an apartment following Francesca. It just so happened that Matteo had peeked out from behind the door and he saw Francesca there. Matteo immediately tells Coco about the number of the apartment Mia lives in. That's why, Coco headed there immediately.
Mia was just stunned to see the scene unfolding in front of her. “Francy ... You you? You and Ricci?” he looked at the body language of the two men.
Francesca who was still cupping Coco's face, slowly lowered her hands and turned around, facing towards Mia. “I love Ricci, since three years ago. However, I dare not tell you, because your condition at that time was afraid of him and Matteo,” said the girl still sobbing.
“Let me tell you a long time ago, if Ricci is innocent, Mia. However, you were always hysterical when I mentioned her name. At that time he was one of the people who helped protect you, he shot at the criminals so as not to hurt you. I know, because I saw it with my own eyes,” Francesca said confidently.
“I sacrificed my feelings for these three years for you, Mia! However, look at what you are doing now!” continued.
“Already, Francy. The important thing is that we have met now,” entertain Coco while clutching Francesca's shoulder and hugging her again.
Mia froze hearing Francesca's explanation. His regret began to break. It was unexpected that her decision and anger turned out to have an impact on Francesca as well. “I'm sorry, Francy. I don't know at all. If at that time you want to be honest with me,” said Mia.
“How can I be honest if you are always hysterical when you hear the name Ricci or Matteo called!” francesca.
There was a slight pain in Matteo's heart over Francesca's explanation. He imagined the suffering of Mia who had to endure the trauma for some time. It must be very heavy for a woman who looks fragile.
“I'm reminded of Mr. Gio. When we last met, he seemed to be hoping that I was the one who should protect you,” Matteo said.
“However, I worry too much about things, thus ignoring my own feelings and also your feelings, Mia,”.
Mia, who was initially focused on Francesca, now turned her attention to Matteo.
“Now, I don't want to hold back and harbor my feelings. I don't want to run and won't be looking for another breakout,” suddenly Matteo knelt in front of Mia while grabbing her hand.
Matteo then took off a paracord bracelet that was always coiled around his wrist and never let go. He moved the bracelet from his hand to Mia's.
Matteo put the bracelet on Mia's slender wrist. “You certainly still remember this little thing, which I left for you that night,” Matteo said with a smile that seemed to crackle.
Mia replied with a nod, while occasionally wiping her tears.
“I don't want to waste any more time, Mia. Now I've found you and I don't want to lose you again, even for a second. So, allow me ...” Matteo paused his sentence, then lowered his head and took a deep breath.
Still kneeling in front of Mia, Matteo looked up and gave his most charming smile to Mia. “Florecita Mia, let me marry you. Stay by my side, cara mia (my dear). I'll spend my whole life loving and protecting you, just like Mr. Gio takes care of you and takes care of you. I'm sorry for being lost for three years. I promise I will make up for every second that is missed when we are not together,” Matteo said earnestly.
Mia is unable to speak. His breath seemed to be stuck in his throat. He did not expect at all a king of the Clan de Luca, willing to kneel before him, to make a proposal.