Novel & Cerita Mera Mera Fruit

I replied hoping he does not ask further and it's just like he's reading my mind “Ohh okay” He muttered and I nodded “So about the answer?” “The wine is not made up of just one fruit” I said and his eyes widened, “How did you know that?” “Because I could inhale the scents of multiple fruits from it and the first fruit I discovered was lime that gave it a sour taste, then star fruit to suite the lime sour taste, it has blueberries too, it has cherries, peach and dragon fruits” These are the ones I could detect

Ava frowned as she ate the last of the fruit basket. It was filled with some of the most delicious fruits: the juiciest grapes, strawberries, and mangoes. It was truly something she would definitely go and buy for herself in the future. Ava wanted to buy one now but she was leaving the country in a few hours and surely could not finish it in that amount of time.

My hand reached for the water and drank until half was left, then grabbed a glass of the mixed fruit smoothie to taste it. "Mmm ... this is delicious." I said, nodding my head several times. "What fruit do you use, Ma?" "I used mango, dragon fruit, banana and also avocado. Does it really taste good?" "Yeah, you can try it yourself." Mama grabbed her smoothie glass and started sipping its contents. She felt it for a moment before her eyes finally opened wider than usual. Mama nodded her head repeatedly, she sipped the smoothie again until only half was left.

Just as she was deep in her thoughts, the air resounded with the man’s low, attractive and elegant voice. Xavia was instantly very happy! He guessed correctly! He said that she loves beauty earlier. Amongst these fruits, kiwis had antioxidant effects and could whiten skin effectively. Peaches also contained a lot of vitamins B and C which promotes blood circulation, thus making the skin healthy, rosy, smooth and soft. When Xavia took care of Yulia, she understood the nutritional content of fruits very well. This was too simple. Then he should be able to guess correctly too, right? After all, mulberry was an authentic hometown fruit and it would be most suitable for the word ‘host’.

A few of the men climbed the waterfall, leaping off into the lake below. “Hmph! Show-offs!” one of the girls laughed at the two men who jumped from the top. Alice noticed a path leading up to the falls. Intrigued, she started walking toward it but soon found herself distracted by a row of fruit trees. The fruits looked delicious. I wonder what those are. They look tasty, Alice thought, moving closer to the tree. It was a rambutan tree, with fruit similar to lychees—hairy on the outside and red when ripe. Alice stared at the tempting fruits but couldn’t figure out how to reach them.

was all I could say. "Yes! They're a sight worth seeing. There's also Jabuticaba, which grows directly on the trunk of its tree, looking like black grapes hugging the bark. Very mystical-looking. And then.... there's Black Sapote (Chocolate Pudding Fruit). It's green on the outside, but the flesh is dark and sweet like pudding. Honestly, the list is endless. Oh, and there's also Cloudberry. It's golden and soft, almost like tiny glowing suns. Sigh, I wish I could have snapped some or something."

She bowed slightly again and began walking, While Serena and Max following her. As they moved along, Serena noticed the fruits were stacked in separate transparent fridges, each holding its own bundle, fresh and bright. Apples, oranges, grapes, and berries were all neatly packed, while vegetables like lettuce, peppers, and carrots were arranged in their own sections. Max’s eyes widened as they kept walking around. “Mum, I want us to get that for Grandpa,” Max muttered, pointing to a bundle of large, juicy peaches. Serena smiled faintly. “Yes, baby,” she murmured, and they picked the peaches.

I munched the strawberries happily but I could see a look of reluctance fixed on Harper's face. “You don't like strawberries?” I asked shortly. I was being like Harper too, meddling it business that shouldn't be my concern. “No, that's not it… I'm a big fan of strawberries!” Harper replied. She picked one delicately and threw it inside her mouth. She was obviously not munching. “You don't have to eat it if you don't like it, baby,” Olivia seemed to have noticed too. “Someone once told me strawberries weren't as sweet as they looked. He didn't like it because of that.”

I paused mid-sentence as Mera entered the kitchen, frowning at her phone. Turning around, I opened the fridge, grabbed the water I had come for, and walked out. But a gasp followed by something breaking against the floor brought me to a halt midway through the exit. My gaze followed the sound to find Mera frozen with a hand over her mouth and staring at her phone. “What’s wrong? ” Camila asked, leaping from her stool and rushing over to her, but Mera did not respond. Instead, tears rolled down her cheeks, her phone slipping from her grasp and crashing to the floor before she could follow it, as if she had lost all strength.

It was as if she suddenly regained her energy. "Sister farmer, I've eaten nothing since I woke up. Give me some fruits, okay? The bigger, the better." -- (1) Kumquat, a fruit that resembles an orange, but smaller