
After watching the lantern festival as well as flying the lantern. Della and Adrian decide to return to the hotel, walking the only pedestrian-only street, occasionally Della asked to stop at a stand that was along the way to just taste or enjoy culinary in the area "Dell, I'm the way speed huh?" ask Adrian.
"It's a habit."
"But you're so scared, like you're out of sport."
"The weather was hot plus eating meatballs earlier" her hand grabbed the hijab to remove the sweaty hair on her face.
"Wind's a little fast gini you're hot? I also eat meatballs but not as much as you, weird." Adrian does not want to eat food sold at the stand because in addition to not being used he is also actually already preparing a romantic dinner.
"Where it's not hot, I was told to wear a jacket.just to Adrian beach not to Mount Tiltis."
"Just let's not get sultry." advises Adrian.
"Hm." Della took off her jacket"The hot-hot ice cream, must be seger" Della's eyes sparkled when she saw an ice cream stand not far from where she and Adrian were standing.
"Can't" stop Adrian when Della steps onto the stand.
"What the hell is Ad, people want too."
"It's not okay to eat ice on a cold night like this, Della."
"I'm not the one who eats you."
"Are you the one who ate it that's a problem, what if you're sick? I can't take care of you. I'm not a doctor."
"It seems not enjoying the ice cream is also okay" Della's inner self.
"Am I forbidden to eat ice cream?" ask Della to make sure.
"Yes" replied Adrian
"Are you okay with ice cream?"
"Yes" replied Adrian who did not seem to understand the direction of the wife's question.
"Yuk." take Della while embracing Adrian's sturdy arm towards the ice cream stand.
"Well?" ask Adrian
"Eating ice cream" Della's face sparkled imagining the sensation of ice cream that melted in the mouth.
"You are forbidden to eat ice cream." Adrian said.
"Yes I know." timpal Della who was sitting on a wooden bench deliberately prepared by the owner of the stand for the buyers.
"The chocolate ice cream skirt is one yes pack that jumbo" Della told the ice cream seller.
"Yes, ma'am."
"Della I told you not to" Adrian tried to resist emotional turmoil.
"I can't eat ice cream, right?" ask Adrian's possessed Della quickly.
"Thank you sir" said Della after receiving a cup of jumbo-sized ice cream.
"Nih, eat for me" said Della while putting the cup of ice cream in Adrian's hand.
"What's? you're not kidding me, are you Dell?" adrian asked in disbelief.
Where a person can eat to satiate or fulfill the desire to eat other people, pregnant women may eat for the child they contain.
"I can't eat, you've eaten for me" Della was still on her whim.
"No" rejected Adrian.
"You eat or I eat" Della said with a look of intimidation.
"Pity, maybe their money is not enough to buy two but why not buy a small cup so that they can get two? the basic guy is not capital badat" the inner ice cream seller "Nih mbak let's not mention" the ice cream seller was giving a sip of ice cream to Della.
"Well sir."
"Take it mbak, I'm sincere. Consider it a donation from me" The seller is back to serve the buyer.
"Dell"
"Eat Ad?" Della's getting upset.
"Ok.." said Adrian resigned.
One mouthful of ice cream entered Adrian's mouth, a cold sensation as if filling his oral cavity, He shuddered when the cold was not only in his mouth but also in his body.
"Again, I know not!" exclaim Della girang. Seeing her husband eat ice cream there is a sense of satisfaction.
Adrian looked at Della with a sharp look "Again, yes..!" said the woman with a facial expression made so comforting.
Adrian had to eat the ice cream until the last mouthful.
"Now again" Della gave a cup of ice cream that the seller loved with alms intentions for the couple.
"What?" Pekik Adrian's.
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