Luccane
Chapter 2: He, Luccane.

"You may believe it or not but I feel very interested and eager to always be by your side, Miss Vishabea."

Hearing the answer with a gentle smile made me look at the handsome ghost more and more suspiciously.

"Oh, so you're the reason why this house was rented at such a low price by the owner?"

Luccane chuckled. "appearing in front of humans who can't see astral beings is a very careless thing."

Both of my eyebrows were cluttered in confusion. "what do you mean?"

"We, ghosts need to expend a lot of energy if we want to interact with humans who can't see us" Luccane explained, looking straight at me. "you are special, because you can touch me as well as before."

"Am I going to get sick after this?" I asked innocently, considering the many cases of people who got sick after being accidentally 'hugged' by astral beings.

Luccane shook his head. "no. didn't I tell you you were special?"

I looked at Luccane's blue eyes. "then can you tell me what your full name is? you really make me curious."

Luccane's gaze descended, linking his hands together like one who was about to pray.

"sorry I can't tell you that specific thing because my family is closely related to the history of this nation."

I was stunned, looking at every point of Luccane's body carefully to find a gap how can a handsome figure is not given the opportunity to continue his life at that time.

"then why did you choose to stay here?"

"As you can see, the style of building this ancient style house has certainly existed since the Dutch who are my ancestors. My father used to buy this house for my mother as a gift because of my birth as a boy that my father and his extended family wanted so much to continue the family business later," Luccane started telling me about his past.

"My mother was a native, 'Hyai' who used to work as a maid but was much loved by my father. Father and Mother were not legally married before I was born until they decided to legally marry after I was born."

"Is your mother from this town?"

Luccane nodded. "yes, my mother is a native Bandung woman who was forced to be sold by her own parents to my father because of a large debt."

"But life as a 'Sinyo' is not as easy as life in this day and age that sometimes makes me feel envious," luccane added with a sad look in his eyes that made me feel unbearable to let him continue to tell his past.

"We can talk about it again next time, Luccane. Now that I'm sleepy, I need to sleep first before going to campus tomorrow afternoon to take care of the lecture files."

Luccane did not reply, he only flashed a smile with eyes that looked very sad and hurt which somehow made my heart feel something very different.

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"Oh, so you're Vishabea Lazuardi? crazy is very beautiful pantesan followers Instagram lo up to thirty-five thousand more," a curly-haired girl excitedly came to me who had just walked out of the dean's room after handing over some important papers as a requirement for the university.

Responding to it, I only smiled clumsily while trying to control my facial expression that felt somewhat uneasy with his behavior.

"My name is Carly" he said, reaching out to shake hands.

"Hi, you know my name, don't you?" I chimed in with a faint smile, shaking her hand for a moment.

If you look at Carly's face is quite beautiful with a look like a bule makes it rather striking among other students.

"Gue also follow your Instagram, don't forget to follow back, yes" said Carly while showing my Instagram page.

"Yes," I said.

"Lo's skin is so good, I'm so envious," Carly's brown eyes looked at my face, making me feel uncomfortable.

Yes, as a girl of Chinese descent I think I am not much different from other ethnic Chinese with white as her trademark. But a bit different is my eyes are quite round, not infrequently I am often dubbed as the Eye of the Doll by my friends.

"Lo there are descendants of Caucasians that is it?" I asked back, trying to find out considering he would indeed be one of my classmates.

Carly looked at me enthusiastically.

"yes, the grandfather from next door Papi I'm Italian? like Chinese, huh?"

I nodded in confirming.

"there are descendants."

"By the way you've got a girlfriend? he said our majors' level brother on saucy tuh," teased Carly just after Brother Eliezer who is one of the popular level brothers in our majors passed by.

Carly's question somehow made me think of Luccane and unconsciously even said, "had, my guy is a Dutch crossbreed."

"Well, crazy is so cool! sometime recognize me yes. if so I say go home first yes, be careful lo," said Carly while rushing away after her phone rang.

What Dutch blaster boyfriend? not even a girlfriend! huh, why would I say that to Carly? It seems like I have to go home soon considering that the day has begun to turn afternoon, I do not want to miss Maghrib time on the road.

Hurriedly I sauntered towards the parking lot of the Faculty of Engineering which is located in the front area of the campus intends to go home immediately using my motorbike.

"Daddy, you're a new student?"

Brother Eliezer, the guy who was mentioned by Carly is now greeting me first upon my arrival in the parking lot.

"Eh? yes why, brother?"

"Greetings yes, my name is Eliezer. later we will see again pas osek. whose name are you?"

Brother Eliezer does look charming with hair as dark as his glittering night sky, a sharp nose and thick eyebrows that frame his face. His skin is brownish, but not so dark makes him also not bored to look at.

"Call me Visha, Sis. sorry yes can not chat for a long time because it wants to go straight home.let's go, Sis," I concluded the conversation.

After wearing the helmet I immediately gasped towards the house which I was once again grateful not far from the campus even though I found more than four astral beings living around my house.

But yes, whatever it is, my father has been overpaid rent for up to four years so I can only hope that my life in the future can always be safe from their interference.

Arriving at home I immediately cleaned myself not to forget to immediately perform the Maghrib prayer service solemnly in the middle room.

After offering prayers to the almighty I was amazed by the presence of Luccane who looked at me with a sweet smile while sitting cross-legged in front of me.

"Hi, how's your Dutch crossbreed girlfriend? is he cooler than me?"