Chapter 4

A few seconds later, he himself let go of such hug.

"Come on? Let's eat first before I take you home," he said as if nothing had happened.

Isn't it a big deal for him to hug a woman? Maybe she's really a maniac and very feminine so there is nothing to think of.

Or did I just make that big deal? It's just a hug, Ria. Don't make it an issue.

"Hey! I said, come on." he whispered and started walking again.

It's so easy for him to leave! Sheep!

"Hey come on, wait for me, you grassy looking glutathione rich-man!" I shouted.

He stopped walking and faced me.

"With this handsome face of mine, you just call me grassy looking? Don't be blind, wife! Maybe someone will hear you there then make fun of your blindness! And one more thing, respect your future husband." He said it seriously and turned his back on me again.

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I watch him left and drop my jaw on what he said.

What? Get married? To him? Me? Ha! In his dreams! I'm not beaten by a tall, fair and handsome grassy looking like him! Annoying!

"Hey Grandpa Sergio! I've already told you to sell ice cream on our house so we can buy a lot. Ely and Justin want your ice cream. Have you been here mostly?"

I lost my mind a while then I heard grassy man's voice talking to an old ice cream vendor man.

I immediately approached them and saw an old man he called Grandpa Sergio pushing his ice cream cart.

"Oh no, your mother will scold you again when she finds out that you bought all my merchandise. She told me that you ate a gallon of this ice cream of mine and coughed a lot. I can still sell it to others," Grandpa Sergio replied to him.

"And, you have someone with you, who is she? Is she your girlfriend?" the old man added when he saw me behind this grassy looking man.

I was embarrassed to come out from behind him to defend Grandpa Sergio's accusation that I was this man's girlfriend.

"Oh no, I'm just his friend," I defended.

"Wife, don't deny it. It's not okay for you to lie," he interjected.

"You are really a man now, the tendency to deny even though it is obvious, hahaha," the old man teased me

"My wife and I were like that back then. But look, we really are until now," Grandpa Sergio added.

I was speechless, and this man laughed at what the old man said.

"Oh hey, I'll go first and so I can finish selling." the old man was about to leave, but this grassy looking man stopped him from bloating.

"Grandpa Sergio, is that just a few gallons?"

"It is just a half," replied the old man.

"I'll buy it. We're also hungry because we've been flirting for a while. Isn't it, wife?" he said and turned me to my waist.

I immediately removed it and pushed him slightly.

"What are you talking about? You're such a maniac, you grassy growing glutathione man!" I irritably said.

He just laughed out loud because of my reaction.

Sheep! You really are a mean grassy man! Get ready for me next time!

Wait? Is there anything else next?

He took out his money, handed it to the old man but the old man did not agree. He said that his mother would scold the grassy looking man again for eating too much ice cream, but he didn't budge either. Eventually, he also forced Grandpa Sergio to take the money in exchange for half a gallon of ice cream.

"Thank you Grandpa Sergio, you really are the best!" he said like a child.

"Let's just keep it a secret, please?" he added.

After the old man left, grassy looking man immediately handed me half a gallon of ice cream that Grandpa Sergio had translated into a large container and give us just one spoon.

"Are you giving me a lot?" I asked.

"Because it's just one spoon that Grandpa Sergio handed me. It's bad for me if I'm the only one to eat," he explained.

We sat on a long bench here in the amusement park. The beauty of looks amazing, I just got here. Anyway, I just moved to this place, and only go to a few places.

"Eat that, huh? If you're not done, just put it in your refrigerator. I'm sorry if you're tired today, I'll give you your I.D. later."

I started eating ice cream. If he doesn't ask, it's my favorite, and I'm really very hungry.

"It's delicious! Do you want to taste it?" I asked while just continuing to eat.

"I've tasted all the flavors of Granpa Sergio's ice cream," he replied.

"But I know you're hungry too, do you want to eat? Here." I said, scooping up a spoonful of ice cream and handing it to him.

He barely looked at me before finally standing up.

"Ahhh..." he said while opening his mouth and waiting for me to pour him the ice cream.

"Hey! I'm not going to feed you. Here's the spoon, use that. I don't have a contagious disease so you can use that." I said rudely, I put down the ice cream and spoon for him to eat by himself.

"I won't eat if you don't feed me." begging he said, he went back to lying down.

"Okay don't!" I rudely said and took the ice cream and spoon again.

I'll just eat if you don't want to.

I ate quietly until I realized I was halfway there.

I turned to grassy looking man who was now blindfolded.

Did he put me to sleep?

I just ignored him, my goal is to finish this ice cream and when I get home.

I was about to choke again, when I heard his stomach rumble.

He's hungry, but he doesn't seem to care. He said he wouldn't eat if I didn't eat it. I felt guilty.

"Stand there, eat this ice cream," I whispered.

He ignored me, instead he just lay on his side.

"Yes, go ahead nd stand up, I'm going to feed you," I didn't want to say that but I didn't want my conscience to let people who were hungry just because of me.

He immediately turned around and faced me with a huge smile.

"Ahhh..." he said, he was gaping and really couldn't lose the smile on his face.

Against my will, I still started to feed him.

He, on the other hand, was so happy that you thought he was a child being served ice cream by his mother.

I just gave him ice cream five times, he started coughing.

Oh weak!

"That's enough, you're coughing." I said then eat ice cream at the same time.

"Hmm? That's not right! Give me more, I'm still hungry," he explained.

"It's your fault if you got cough? I'm not to blame for that, you're the one who insisted, ok? Later your family will sue me when you die of coughing, I will tell them that you forced me to feed you." I said and shot him again.

I didn't even realize we had run out of ice cream.

He is still coughing.

"Let's go home," he said while not being able to speak properly because his cough was getting worse.

Just by eating a little ice cream, rich people will cough so bad?

We quickly got in his car. He was about to start driving but he started to take deep breaths one after another.

"Hey are you okay?" I was afraid to question him.

Instead of answering, he just continued to take deep breaths and cough.

"Hey! Don't joke like that, that's not good," I began to panic.

I held him. It's true that he can't breathe.

Although it was difficult to breathe, he handed me his cellphone after dialing whoever's number.

"Jurela? Who is this? Am I going to call her?" I asked in a panic, he just nodded at me.

Who is Jurela? Is he her girlfriend? If he's into relationship, why bothering me at all?

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Every Inch by: HerWordsWithoutHeart

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