Luccane
Chapter 18: The Romance of the Two Worlds

Tonight, the moon shines brightly and looks very beautiful making my smile.

Next to me was Luccane who smiled sweetly while holding my hand.

Aging, Luccane and I walked around the deserted streets in the middle of the night.

Now that it was almost one o'clock in the morning, there was no one but me and Luccane on the street of this residential complex where I lived.

"I'm sorry I can only walk alone with you outside at midnight like this" Luccane said as he kissed my hand.

Tonight is a full moon, from what I know tonight it is a very happy night for the nations to soften because their strength reaches its maximum peak at the time of the full moon as it is now.

I reviewed a thin smile in response.

"what can I do. This is one of the risks for me to date a ghost like you."

At every step of the way, Luccane tells the story of the Dutch-era Art Deco architecture along the way.

The old houses that inhabit most of this housing turned out to be the settlement area of the Dutch people.

"Then, in the big field there was Papa's sugar factory. But after independence and the factory was not functioning until it was finally torn down" Luccane said, pointing to a large field in the middle of housing.

"I was sad to die before I could do anything for Papa" Luccane said with a sad face.

After feeling quite tired, I asked Luccane to rest for a while on a park bench made of stone on the left side of the field.

The field is fenced by large angsana trees with a height that reaches tens of meters.

"Luccane, everything that happens in this world has become God's destiny. Stop regretting something that is not your fault," I said giving advice while looking straight ahead, observing a group of kuntilanak who were huddling in a corner of the field.

Luccane smiled wryly. "we should date romantically instead of discussing unnecessary things, right?"

From any angle Luccane was a very good young man, always thinking of others. No wonder I fell in love with her, putting aside the fact that she was different from me.

"Yes, it should be," I chuckled softly, grabbed Luccane's firm jaw and stroked him gently.

In my heart I kept wondering, imagining what if Luccane was not a ghost but a human like me.

Being able to date him normally like everyone else as Luccane said the other day would be so much fun, it would be unimaginable how happy I would be if Luccane could really make that happen.

What is clear, I am sure he will definitely be very popular because of his excellent good looks.

Even though everything that became my delusion could not be real, I did not feel discouraged at all.

Luccane looked at me.

"if only I could marry you, Vishabea."

I put an index finger on Luccane's rannum lips. "stop saying no-no, Luccane."

Luccane grabbed my frail body, taking me into his arms that somehow felt so warm and comfortable that for a moment I forgot that he was not human.

"For the universe al

m and everything in it, I love you, Vishabea Lazuardi," whispered Luccane full of confirmation right in my ear that night.

"Visha, how can you tell the perfect value?" asked Carly kepo after lecturer of Indonesian History course shared the value of our duties a fraction of the time ago.

Among the twenty students, only I myself who got an A+ score made everyone in the class look at me amazed considering the assessment of the lecturer is very critical.

"Gue's gonna tell me I have a reliable reference source that's super telling" I joked with a full smile.

Though 'is indeed I do this task assisted by Luccane even to do Time Travel to get maximum results but where I might tell it to Carly.

"Who is your reference source?" now replace Dimas who asked, join in the conversation I and Carly.

"My girlfriend. Coincidentally grandfather he used to be one of the successful entrepreneurs in the Dutch East Indies so I got the perfect picture," I answered quickly half a lie.

"Widihh really cool, so lo blaster girlfriend what is pure Dutch?"

The increasingly kepo dimas were even rewarded with friendly teak from Carly.

"Hush! Don't kepo!" carly's strangulation made me chuckle amusedly at the interaction between the two of them.

Today's lecture schedule is over, it's getting late but Carly and Dimas are constantly arguing about my boyfriend's origins.

"You guys are really noisy for a long time I call my bokap loh," threatened Tania who was already furious with the commotion between Dimas and Carly.

"Who are you? Why am I the same Carly should be afraid?" challenge Dimas.

"Bokap me penghulu! Want you two if I tell bokap I to make you both a husband and wife?" sahut Tania was teased by my laughter and classmates.

Not much, but I am grateful that my major has students who are as fun and intelligent as my friends.

I had my books neatly arranged in my tote bag, ready to go home.

The strains of the holy verses of the Qur'an have been faintly heard from the nearest mosque signifying that dusk will soon turn into night.

Alongside Carly, I walked across the main corridor of the campus to the Engineering Faculty parking lot where Carly and I used to park our bikes.

Along with light conversation and laughter, we both walked through each faculty lined up along the university area.

"Seriously no one's interested in Eliezer? I swear to God he's your nanyain to go on to me with the other class kids," Carly's fishing rod suddenly after we found Eliezer's sister just got out of the campus area on her bike.

"Nothing, Car. I've got a boyfriend, why else nanggepin another guy? I don't want to make everyone misunderstand keep thinking that's not about me," concluded I while wearing a helmet upon arrival on my bike.

"Yes yes anyway. I was just a little bit of aja menggeliat Kak Eliezer's business that seems like the same crush lo," said Carly expressed her opinion.

"It is precisely because he is too much effort that I am ilfeel," I try to give the most reasonable reason.

After that, every time I give an excuse to have a boyfriend of my friends even higher his enthusiasm to bring me closer to Brother Eliezer.

I don't know what they're thinking, which is clear every time I ask why they always say that Eliezer and I look very compatible.

When Carly opened her mouth to reply, I suddenly felt the temperature of the air around me was very cold and uncomfortable making my hair stand up.

"Stay away from Luccane before you regret it later, Vishabea Lazuardi."

A no-man's voice spoke with such emphasis and cold intonation that I thoughtlessly left the parking lot without caring for Carly's bewildered call.