Yah Dia Gak Kebagian Es Krim の小説・ストーリー

The children clung to me and Emma was pushing Freya away from me. “Carry me dad…” Freya had stepped back, exchanging pleasantries with Enzo while I had carried Emma. She smiled. “Dad, I missed you so much. Can we get ice cream tonight?” Isaac protested. “No, we want milkshakes, right Ivy?” Ivy nodded. “Yes…” Emma yelled. “No! Everyone is going to take ice cream…” At that moment, I noticed something odd. Ethan wasn’t here. My brows knitted in confusion as I darted my eyes to Freya. “Where is Ethan?”

'Mummy, we got you one', Laila said, handing her mummy one cone. 'Oh, thank you', Iris said. 'Just the flavor I wanted', she smiled as she tasted the strawberry flavor if their favorite ice cream. 'Now, it's time to make our exit!' she said, gathering her things close. 'Not until we finish our icecream', Landon said. 'Didn't you teach us that it is wrong eating on the road?' Irus smiled proudly at her son and ruffling his hair, nodded. 'That's right, son', she agreed. 'We shall finish the ice-cream and be on our way!' she said.

“I really didn’t have to know that bit.” “I’m just saying.” Isaiah shrugged. “Anyway, what do you think of the ice cream?” “Don’t tell me you made that too?” Rina’s eyes widened in surprise. “I won’t tell you.” “This is really great!” She drove her spoon in and brought a huge helping into her mouth to prove her point. “Like mind-blowing great. I wouldn’t mind having this every single day.”

" Oh come on Viraj, who would look at food when you have a whole ice cream parlour in front of you. " " Ice cream?? Where is the ice cream parlour? We also want some. " Viren said. Mayra also nodded her head. " Sorry kids, this ice cream parlour is only for me. I can't share it. " " But we want it too. " " You will get to eat as much ice cream as you want once you finish the food. " " Can we have ice cream first?? " Myra asked. " Your mom will kill me. Finish your food first. " He said. I realised he was still holding my hand.

“I miss you, Daddy.” “I miss you too, my love!” His eyes teared up. “I really want to hug you right now.” “I’m at the beach, Daddy.” “The beach, my love? Are you liking it?” “Yeah, a lot. Mommy’s friend gave me ice cream with caramel sauce. It’s good, Daddy! And guess what? I ate all my food! Uncle Jai said if I eat everything, I get a different ice cream flavor each time. When I come home, can we keep that deal?”

“Hurry up and eat… Hmm?’ Xyla nodded obediently. After the meal, Xyla suddenly craved ice cream. She got up and walked over to the fridge with two doors… However, she realized there wasn’t any ice cream inside once she opened it… Xyla scratched her head disappointedly before turning to look at Stanley. “Honey… Why isn’t there any ice cream in the fridge?” “Ice cream?” Stanley frowned deeply. “Yeah…” Xyla nodded. “Pregnant women can’t eat ice cream… Don’t you know that?” Stanley asked. “But I suddenly want to have some. I’ve checked. It’s fine to eat just a little,” Xyla said. Ding-dong… Ding-dong… Right then, the doorbell started ringing…

“This isn’t for you to eat.” Dylan gave me a wounded look. “…Mom.” “This is for your dad. Bring it to him.” I paused. “If he says he doesn’t want it, tell him it’s wasteful not to eat food.” Dylan pouted. “Dad doesn’t like durian. I do.” This little foodie clearly knew what was good. He understood that chilled durian wasn’t just similar to ice cream—it was better than ice cream. I offered him a compromise. “If you don’t eat any more tonight, I’ll make durian box cakes. You can take them to nursery school tomorrow and share with your teacher and classmates. Sound good?”

he explained. Emily nodded. She couldn't help but laugh. "The strawberry flavor will do." Emily took an ice cream cone from Derek. "Mommy, can I have another one?" Diane shook Emily's arm. Chris also looked at Emily. Chris was sensible and rarely asked for anything. Emily rubbed his head. "Sweetheart, do you want another one?" Chris also felt like eating, but he said, "I do, Mommy. But I won't if you don't want me to."

My jaw nearly dropped, and I felt a rush of determination that I would outperform him. "Let's celebrate, guys. Ice cream, anyone?" Killian proposed. "Hell yeah!" We made our way to an ice cream shop, where a glass display filled with colorful ice cream waffle cones stacked neatly. We got in laughing while joining the line of customers waiting to order. Linda declared, "Mango Habanero for me," and I scrunched my nose and settled for classic vanilla, enjoying the creamy texture against my tongue. While I was enjoying my treat, CJ sent a text that I should come to the university staff quarters immediately.

He actually bought her ice cream again? “Thank you.” She was slightly weirded out but grateful all the same. They sat with the others and she had time to check the bag. “You brought so many!” “Everyone can have some.” “What is it?” Hana was curious at her friend’s smile. “Ice cream!” She took the cups out of the bag and placed them in the center. “Oh! I can have one?” Hana liked ice cream. Seeing how many cups there were . . . “I think you can have more.” Polly glanced at Jared but he has already began eating.