THE BATTLEFIELD OF LOVE
Part 44's. The Ice Cream Night 2
"I want ice-cream." This sweet summer night, I'll spend it eating ice cream with my friend.
"Es-cream?" He's quietly thinking where to get the ice-cream "It's late, the ice cream shop is probably closed, you want the ice cream in the convenience store, which is still open near here, ... I think Metro in Neiges is possible? Not far from here, you want to go?" She complied with my petty request without refuting, I coughed my smile like a child getting her toys.
"Yes, I want to." Directly nodding, at midnight to the convenience store, this is a date with a sweet friend. I felt safe with her, taking ice cream in the convenience store might not be a romantic date idea, but now it's like a fun saar.
"Come on. Why are you like a kid asking for ice-cream." For some reason he smiled a little, that expensive smile was only shown to me. He said I was like a child but he wanted to comply with this spoiled little boy's request.
"I don't care, I want ice-cream." And I grumbled spoiledly at him and waited for his reaction. He even laughed. Looks like I can get into his priority order at the moment.
"Come on, little girl, we're looking for your ice-cream" Maybe he still remembers that stupid little girl who dared to raise her hand to hit four of his bully friends.
"I'm 29, I'm not a little girl." The flickering of my lips made her smile. I was writhing spoiled and smiling widely on her arms following in her footsteps, with a pink heart and butterflies flying in the background. Maybe I'm drinking too much wine tonight.
"Yes, it seems you're still the same as you were 20 years ago."
"Are you in love with me 20 years ago?" I asked a stupid question. Obviously not, I just want to see his reaction.
"Can I seduce you now." I laughed immediately.
"No."
"Then the answer is not according to your request." I laughed and he saw me, letting me say what I wanted
His bodyguards took the car to the building's lobby, while they followed us with another car.
"You ever go shopping for a grocery, Mr Mafia?" I wonder why he memorized the groceries shop.
"Of course, did you think I didn't need food?" I laugh.
"This is Canada, this Russian mafia is living a healthy life, eating a lot of salmon and drinking maple syrup, you're satisfied now Svetluny." I laughed loosely and hit her arm, while she looked at me still with a smile half her lips.
"Alright, this is Canada. That's good at least maple syrup doesn't harm you." I still left my laugh and seeing his face made me laugh again, I imagined the Russian mafia and the salmon. Not elite at all.
"You seem to really enjoy laughing at me." He still sees me who doesn't stop laughing. I grimaced amusedly.
"Imagining Russian mafia and salmon is funny." Now he let me laugh again. Until I stopped laughing and enjoyed our ride in silence
"What Russian food do you miss."
"Hmm.if not being Maslenitsa I always remember Blini and Palmeni, it's kind of pancakes with sour cream and caviar or smoked salmon. Palmeni is almost the same as dumpling, I remember Grandma's palmeni is the best."
"What is Maslenitsa?"
"The spring festival. Long holiday in Russia, last Sunday in February. Eight weeks before Easter."
"Did you often go back to Moscow when Maslenitsa?"
"No, I only go home once a year I think in Maslenitsa, all the families get together when Maslenitsa, it's like Thanksgivings here."
"It looks exciting."
"Yes. The holiday season is always exciting. Every day during the week Maslenitsa used to eat blini with lovers, give blini to the poor, make blini for the son-in-law and daughter-in-law. Visit each other's homes with each other. The closing of our festival burned a scarecrow representing winter. We believe blini and Maslenitsa are indigenous Russian cultures that spread around the world and are an inspiration for similar celebrations. The last day of Maslenitsa which coincides with Palm Sunday, everyone will apologize to each other for redeeming themselves from their sins before the time of Great Lent. They will bend each other while saying, “God will forgive you.”