Novel Storm
52
Greg’s POV
IT had been a week since we got to the island and I must admit, life on the island with Gianna had been so so cool, no troubles, no case of kidnap, no fidgeting about her whereabouts, jeez! Nothing.
The island was quiet and peaceful with the unique villagers, even she, had grown so obsessed with the island and the kind villagers.
It gladdened me to see her running around with the pretty ladies and also having all sorts of fun she wished to.
With all these thoughts running through me, I was in the kitchen, with an apron tied on, I was making some cupcakes and cookies for my darling Gianna.
“Add more liquid milk bro”, Hanuel requested with his eyes fixed on the flour in a bowl.
I took the glass jug filled with milk and began pouring it little by little into the bowl.
“Bro can I go to Seoul with you please?” He requested.
“No Hanuel, you can’t”, I replied with an eye roll.
He crumpled up his handsome face.
“But why?”
“I need you to grow up freely Hanuel, away from troubles, free from panic, live and grow freely just like the normal teenage boy you are”, I told him.
He nodded knowingly.
“I know you want what is best for me, but I believe with you around me no harm will befall me”, he uttered.
“Hi guys!” We heard a voice, making us both to turn towards the door only to see Gianna smiling cheekily with a full basket of fish.
“Hi babe”, I called and she walked in.
“Greg, I need you to prepare me this fish”, she uttered chuckling slightly.
“Hell no! Why must it be me?” I pouted.
“Isn’t that one of the reasons we are here? Prepare it for me ASAP”, she yelled.
Honestly, I didn’t know what the heck was wrong with Gianna these days, she threw unnecessary tantrums over the slightest things.
“Fine! Just go back to your room and freshen up”, I muttered taking the basket of fish from her, ready to make her the barbeque sauce. She smiled, turned around and left the kitchen.
“I guess I have to get going too”, Hanuel uttered and turned to walk away, but I grabbed him by the arm.
“I need your help Hanuel, you know I don’t know how to make barbeque fishes”, I uttered scratching my head in frustration.
Hmph, I immediately concluded within me to stop the villagers from giving Gianna fishes.
“Oh really! What were you thinking when you told her you were gonna cook for her, when you know you are horrible in cooking?” Hanuel uttered with a ridiculous smile plastered on his face
Actually, he had always been the one helping me to prepare all the meals.
“What are brothers for huh?” I asked.
“Fine!” He grumbled as he singled out his apron and put it on, and then we set to cook.
Gianna’s POV
Oh my! I loved it there at the island, and I wished Greg would let us stay forever. Hahaha, impossible right? I know we needed to go back home to face realities.
“Hey Gianna! Come let us go deep into the jungle”, I heard a voice and I turned swiftly to the direction it was coming from.
It was Lydia, one of the pretty island girls.
“What for?” I asked.
“Don’t you wanna explore more nature?” She uttered walking up to me.This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.
“Sure! Sounds good!” I muttered.
She smiled and took my right hand, as she began leading me deep into the island flowers.