Dia Suka Makan Es Krim Novels & Stories

“I don’t think so but I really hope so. Call a taxi and let’s get this done with so that I can go back home, have some ice cream, and then get sad all day.” A smile smile crept to Rita’s lips. “Have your cravings started?” Beatrice rolled her eyes. “Ice cream’s a craving? Isn’t it what you take when you feel sad?” “It’s not every day you take Ice cream so I think I got a little excited.” “Yeah, because it’s not every day I get sad.” “Whatever! I’m just excited to know what your cravings are.” “And don’t forget to always tell me. If I can’t make them for you, then I will order them for you.”

Emily complained again. "Yes, I did. I have really worked hard to finish paying your school fees. Also Ms. Simmons apparently does not like it when small kids run around her shop. I promise to buy you your favorite ice cream during the weekend." Maisse promised. That got them up very fast. Despite not getting it regurlarly as they would have loved to, the girls loved ice cream. Maisse treated them once in a while when her pockets allowed. Emmy's favorite was chocolate while Emily preferred vanilla. The ice cream shop always had a small discount during the weekends for kids. Maisse always tried to buy her sisters some treats every month, but it was difficult. Most months they barely had food

I can't remember the last time I had Ice-Cream. Looking down at Dina, I see her smile as she reads the wide variety of choices on the menu, hanging on the board above the cashier. The simplest things such as a cheap kids meal or ice-cream makes her smile. Even though this little girl may be devious sometimes, she's still the sweet little girl I've come to realize she is.

Vasquez sits opposite side of me and asks the servant to serve his food. And, Ice cream. Wow. It's been a while since I have. Great! I love Ice cream. Hehe.!!! " Bon appetit!"

That's why he was waiting to ask the questions that he wanted to ask once they settled somewhere, and maybe while eating some comfort food, hence the ice cream. They finally reached the ice cream place. They went in and headed to order their ice cream. "Welcome!" The worker said "what can I get you?" He asked. "Hey" Dan said, "i would like a mint chocolate chip please, and my sister here would like a mango flavored ice cream" he says. And Francisca's eyes widen then soften, he remembered her favorite ice cream flavor, Well it shouldn't be THAT much of a surprise, she thought, She always asked for this one whenever they went to get ice cream in the past.

I may not be her biggest fan, but I’m still not a terrible person. “Aww this is very lovely, thank you Emily. But Liam has trouble with sweet things. He prefers ginger and lemon to vanilla and chocolate.” Diane says as she puts a cookie into her mouth. My ears ring from all the sounds my brain releases. I turn and smile without a word. “I’ve never tasted your food. Why would you assume like you know what I like to eat?” Liam asks Icily I don’t even wait for her response, I reach out and pack the plates but Liam holds my wrist to stop me. "I love them baby leave my plate."

It's incredible to witness the changes her body goes through during pregnancy. Once the antenatal session concludes, we decide to treat ourselves to her favorite ice cream. At her preferred ice cream place, she goes for a caramel macchiato flavor, a choice that never fails to bring a smile to her face. We find a cozy spot to sit and enjoy our sweet treats, the air filled with the delightful scent of ice cream.