My Introvert Husband 3
So overrated

Alana and Ken immediately entered their room. "Wait here, I'll get you some clothes!" Ken moved closer to the closet in which he arranged some of his clothes and also Alana.

"Ken, I can take it myself," said Alana walking closer to Ken.

"Already, quiet!" Ken sorting through the folds of Alana's mlik shirt.

"Who would you like to wear which shirt? what'sthis?" ken pulled one of the clothes and showed it to Alana.

"Or this one?" the other hand pulled one of the clothes as well until Ken's two hands were currently holding both different clothes addressed to Alana.

"But, this is your shirt too minimal, you'll get cold. Better just use my shirt."  Ken returned the two clothes belonging to Alana that he had taken in the other pile of clothes. Then, he picked up two different clothes of his.

"Who would you wear? this one? or this one?" Ken shows both of his clothes that are currently in both hands.

Instead of answering Alana smiled. "Why are you smiling?" Ken frowned in annoyance.

"I'm asking! Which shirt do you want to wear?" coined.

Alana walked closer, she took the two clothes from Ken's hands and immediately embraced the burly body of her husband who was no less wet due to the rain. Alana tightened her embrace, making Ken frown in wonder.

"Why are you hugging me? let's quickly change your clothes! You'll be sick!" exclaim Ken with a pushy tone.

Alana took off her embrace. "I'm gonna wear this shirt of yours." Alana picks up the dark grey shirt on Ken's left hand.

"And wear it. Your clothes are wet because of me." Alana's hand grabbed the wet clothes that were still attached to her husband's body.

"Yes, quickly change."

Alana nods her head to obey Ken's orders and immediately goes into the bathroom changing her clothes that were wet due to the rainwater guyran earlier.

Shortly after, he came back out of the bathroom to see Ken who seemed to have changed his mane as well.

"Have you changed your clothes, baby?" alana asked who was walking closer to Ken.

"Already.." he said as he looked towards Alana. He noticed his clothes were so muddy in Alana's body, how not. Alana's body was twice as small as her body. Makes Ken smile with anxiety when he sees her.

"You're so funny" Ken held back his laughter as he rubbed Alana's face.

"You're taunting me?" Alana pursed her lips.

"No..." Ken smiled.

"Come here, let me dry your hair." Ken grabbed the same towel as he put on to dry Alana's body earlier. Both hands dried Alana's still-wet hair so quickly but carefully. Alana just looked at Ken with her snot pulling up and down from her place.

"Are you flu?" Ken stopped his activities.

"No..." Alana shook her head.

"But you're the flu!" exclaim Ken. He moved closer to the table on which he saw a box of tissue there. Ken immediately pulled out a few pieces of tissue and was about to help Alana clean her snot.

"I can do it myself..." Alana pressed her nose with the tissue and took out her snot, then, threw the tissue into the small trash can that was available in the room.

"You really have the flu, because of the rain! We better get to the doctor!" ken said.

"Darling, I'm fine!" alana.

"What okay? you obviously have the flu! Wait here, I'll ask David, maybe there's a doctor around here." Ken was leaving Alana. However, Alana's hand quickly stopped her husband's footsteps from leaving the room.

"Ken..."

"What's wrong?" ken's forehead frowned.

"I'm fine, don't overdo it! You don't need that big of a deal!" Alana tried to convince her husband.

"Who is worried! I don't want you to be sick, you'll trouble me and the others here" Ken argued.

"Yes already!" Alana pursed her lips.

"What is it?" ask Ken.

"If you feel like I'm bothering you, I'll just go home." Alana folded her hands in annoyance.

Ken shook his head looking at his wife's pouting face. "Just get angry!" Ken immediately hugged Alana with a sigh of anxiety.

"I'm really worried about you. I don't want anyone to hurt you, not even rain water." he added, Ken kissed Alana's head with a voice that spoke so deeply. Clearly, worry was still lingering in both of his eye beads. He closed his eyes, remembering that his wife was alone in the strange place, accompanied by the rain and darkness of the night. He could not imagine if there were people who intended evil to the woman he loved so much.

"Darling, I'm fine, trust me." Alana returned her most comfortable embrace at this moment.

They hugged each other for so long, that Ken first let go of the hug and looked at Alana's face so closely. "I can't imagine if you've been doing anything" Ken said.

"I'll be fine..." Alana smiled making her own calm in Ken's heart.

"Yes, because I came to pick you up. What if the bad guys?" exclaim Ken.

"Maybe I just got stabbed, and then took all my organs..." Alana swept away without thinking about what she had just said. Makes Ken so scared when he hears it.

"Close your mouth! Don't talk like that!" Ken raised his voice in dislike.

"But it's like that. Usually, if there's a certain villain they-" Ken's palm manages to puff up Alana's mouth so as not to escape his next words.

"Ken release!" alana's voice restrained in Ken's palm. At that instant, Ken immediately took off his hand.

"Don't talk like that again you understand!" Ken cried with a snapping tone. Alana puffed her cheeks and nodded her foreshadowing head in understanding her husband's words.

"I'm sorry, I."

"Wait here, I'll make Ginger tea for you, so that your body is a little warm" Ken said, keeping his hands away from Alana.

"No, baby, let me! You're the one waiting here!" alana's orders.

"Let me!" Ken tightened both eyebrows. Feeling dislike if Alana denies her orders.

"Well, I'll accompany you to make Ginger tea." Alana pulls out Ken's hand, goes out of there. The two of them walked together towards the kitchen making ginger tea together.

Alana poured water into a small pot and lit the stove knob until it let out a fire from between the furnaces. While Ken took two cups on the shelf and was busy pouring ginger powder and also one tea bag in each cup.

"We're making Ginger tea, Uncle," said Alana.

"Let me make it for you, you just wait in the room, I'll deliver. Because this is my duty" said Mr. Kin with a slightly lowered shoulder.

"It's okay, Uncle. We can make it ourselves, Uncle just take a break. After all, we also want to warm the body near the furnace" Ken replied.

"Alright, then, I'll excuse you..." Mr. Kin immediately withdrew away from there leaving Alana and Ken busy waiting for the boiling water to make ginger tea.

"Get your hand!" Suddenly Ken swept Alana's hand and was about to bring her closer to the stove.

Alana keeps her hands away. "Do you want to burn my hand?" yells.

"Who would burn your hand? I just want to warm it up. Bring it." Ken pulled the palm back and brought it close to the pot that was emitting steam from the water they were cooking, making their sight so friendly, moreover, things done by Ken is currently very powerful to repel the cold that is enveloping their bodies both due to the rain earlier.

The sound of the impact of shoes with the floor coming from one's footsteps could be heard approaching towards the kitchen, both Ken and Alana's eyes simultaneously looked at the kitchen door where Valerie was walking into the kitchen.

Valerie's eyes were centered on Ken's hands trying to warm Alana's palms. It was an unpleasant look on his face.

"Miss Valerie..." Alana immediately lowered her hand.

"Sorry, I seem to be bothering you guys." Valerie looked at Alana, then turned her towards Ken. His eyes were so fond of looking at Ken.

"No, you're not interrupting. We're making Ginger tea" saute Alana.

"Where are the villa guards? Billy asked for coffee, "Valerie said.

"By resting, he is not a maid here, so it is better to make his own coffee for him," said Ken while turning off the stove that had made the water he was cooking boil. Valerie agreed with her faint voice.

"Let me..." Alana grabbed the pot that Ken was about to hold and poured the boiling water into two cups that contained powdered ginger and tea bags inside. Alana returned the pot to the stove top and immediately stirred the ginger tea using a teaspoon.

"Do you want to drink in your room or here?" ask Alana to Ken.

"As far as you go" said Ken.

"Drink here, okay? let us not trouble Uncle Kin," Alana said. Ken nodded his head at his wife's request.

"Remember, let me bring the cup, '" Alana said.

"No, no" said Ken.

"Yes, bring your tea and I'll bring my own tea, come!" alana Pinta.

"I said no! Just because of the cup of tea, you're taking me noisily!" Alana immediately fell silent to her husband.

Ken brought the two cups of ginger root closer to the dining table and placed them on top of it. He pulled out two empty seats and invited Alana to sit next to him. While Valerie, he is forced to make his own coffee for Billy, he is reluctant to see Ken and Alana in the same room. However, how else, he was more reluctant if he had to be exposed to Billy's anger.

Alana and Ken were enjoying their own ginger tea while starting a small conversation.

"Slow down, it's hot." said Ken.

"Who said it was cold?" exciting Alana. Alana immediately drank the tea which still let out so much steam on it.

"Hot.." Alana's tongue overheated when she touched the tea.

"I told you this was hot! You're like a little kid!" exclaim Ken.

"I wanted to try it, I was surprised by Kimmy, why he was so strong at drinking chocolate milk that was still hot, even he said drinking water that was still boiling on the stove he was used to," alana.

"Then do you believe?" ask Ken.

"Of course.." saute Alana.

"You and Kimmy are just as stupid!" exclaim Ken.

"Discovering..." Ken grabbed Alana's tea cup.

"Do you want my tea?" ask Alana. Ken just stood still and blew the cup that still contained the hot tea. Valerie occasionally watched the two of them.

"I can blow it myself." said Alana.

"Shut up!" Ken was still busy blowing the tea until he saw a lot of hot steam coming out of it.

Ken tried to drink a little tea. "Let's drink!" when it was felt that the temperature of the tea was already friendly with his tongue, he brought the lips of the cup closer to Alana's mouth to make it easier for the woman to sip the tea with the liquid.

"SPend off! All the cups!" goda Ken, Alana just chuckles.

Valerie looks down and is busy making coffee for Billy. "Miss Alana was on purpose, wanting to hurt me..." Valerie did not want to see the sight that hurt her eyes, but still, the conversation voice of Alana and Ken so tormented her heart. I think he wants to get out of there soon.

Suddenly a voice manages to grab the attention of Alana and Ken.

What is that voice? wkwkwkwkwk

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