Author And The Baby
Ice Cream Shop

"She's like a sister to me."

Abigail frowned. "How long have you known him?"

"Mmh, since living in an apartment about 6 months."

"And he never said anything?"

The woman's forehead is wrinkled. "meaning?"

"Say like, is that it?"

"Anka? Mmh ...." Marina tried to remember. "She once said I was sweet and then gave me chocolate. Funny, right?" he said with a smile. He focused on washing.

Abigail scowling. It could be that the little boy made Marina happy .... He was silent for a moment. I can too. But for some time he could not find a single thing that could please a woman. Ouch, Abigail. Losing time with a child anyway?

"Marina." The man came up with an idea.

"Yes." Yeah." The woman dried her hands with a dry cloth.

Abigail suddenly held both arms over the woman. "How about we have some ice cream outside?"

"What?" Asked suddenly, Marina did not know what to answer. "Eh, but we're just eating. It's night after all and it's also against the diet you've been teaching."

"It's okay, it's Italian ice cream that's just fruit-based! It won't make you fat."

Marina was tempted into doubt.

"You're not?" Abigail can be sure.

"We're going to the mall?"

"No, we go to the ice cream shop. He's selling this ice cream."

"Well, is there? I wanna see. There must be a lot of ice cream!" The woman was really amazed and tempted.

"Ok, we're leaving now."

"Eh ...."

Not yet thinking, the man had already acted for Marina. Abigail grabs the woman's hand and also takes Farrel in her pram.

This had confused Marina but the woman finally resigned herself and enjoyed. Fortunately the baby had already slept well so it was impossible to disturb them.

Car up to 20 minutes later in front of an ice cream shop. The store was quite crowded at night but they were still sitting.

Abigail ordered a slightly large ice cream to eat together, topped with strawberry jam and crumbs of chocolate biscuits.

When they began to eat, Abigail ate only a few spoons and after that she said goodbye because someone was left behind.

"missed out?" The woman raised her eyebrows. "What?"

"Just a second. It's okay to stay alone, right?"

"Mmh?" The woman's eyes were perfectly rounded. He doesn't know how to comment on it. "Yes, already. Don't you take it long."

"OK." The man went out of the shop.

An hour passed without news. Marina is confused as to how. He had slowed down his meal so he could eat the ice cream both men but in fact the man did not come. Fortunately, Farrel slept quietly in his baby carriage.

Nevertheless, the shop customer slowly started to go home while he was still there with Farrel.

The woman is agitated. The ice cream was gone by him alone but Abigail did not see the trunk of her nose. Should he call? It's been almost 2 hours not coming back. Did something happen to that guy on the street? Imagining that, Marina panicked. Soon he called the man.

But ... not appointed. He said just a minute, but it's been 2 hours. I should how? Marina tried to call again but there was no answer. Inevitably he was forced to wait and hope that nothing bad happened to Abigail until ....

"Sorry, Ma'am. The shop is closing." That's how a waiter told me.

"Oh, I did, Ma'am."

"Oh, so. Sorry huh?" Marina was forced to push the baby carriage out of the store. Outside, the cold night caused him to lean against the shop wall with Farrel. Fortunately, Marina kept the baby blanket down, so Marina could cover the baby to avoid the cold.

Abigail .. Where are you? Why did you come so long? Marina was so worried that something happened to the man that the man's car came to the parking lot when the shop employees started to go home one by one.

Marina scowled in annoyance.

Abigail came down with something she had hidden behind her back. He approached the woman. "I'm sorry, the road was so jammed."

Marina was still frowning, and almost crying as she had imagined something happening to the man. "Why have you been so long? I think ...." Her tears fell.

Abigail was shocked to see the woman's tears. He approached and hugged her. "Sorry, sorry. I didn't mean to make you cry. It's just, finding this thing is so hard that I forgot you were here last night."

The woman wiped away the trace of her tears on her cheeks. "What are you looking for, so you have to search until these nights? Can't tomorrow, mmm?" His face is still sour.

"Because I want to give it to you now." The man showed a bunch of roses that were quite a lot and thrust it at Marina.

The woman was surprised. "Eh? It's ...." He looked at the man in front of him.

The man just smiled.

"You mean?"

"Eh, what is it? I can't string up beautiful words but I just want to say that I .. like you."

Marina stared directly at the two brown eye beads belonging to the bule man. A little confused but in a lake of sincerity. The little bule blushed had been blunt about his heart to Marina and it made the woman moved as well as blossomed beautifully.

"You .. like me?" Marina stared at the flower in front of her that was about to bloom with her beautiful petals. Red rose flower. He grabbed the flower in his hand.

"You like me too, don't you?"

Marina was embarrassed to say it but Abigail could tell from the red hue on the woman's cheek. He kissed the flower the man gave with a happy smile without being able to look at the man.

"Yes." Yeah."

Finally the words came out of the woman's mouth. How happy Abigail was then because they were one heart in holding the taste and she hoped their love could end sweetly.

The sound of Farrel crying made the two realize they had been outside for too long.

"Let's go home soon, Farrel will ask for more milk to sleep." Marina reminded.

"Oh, yes, yes, yes." Abigail's panicking.

Marina carried Farrel and placed the flower in the baby carriage while Abigail put the baby carriage in the trunk of the car. After the two entered, the car drove home.

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Marina was forced to put the flower in the pot, because Abigail did not have a vase to put the roses that much. He didn't even have a flower vase at all in his apartment. "Sorry, sister, I just put the flowers here, because there is no other container that can accommodate all the flowers," Marina said shyly to the man.

"Eh, it's okay." The man scratched his head. Though he knew he did not have a vase as big as that, but why would he want to buy so many flowers?

"Night, brother," said the woman politely.

"Night."

And Marina went into her room.

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