My Introvert Husband 3
Very chatty

"Why did you buy so much milk?" ask Alana.

"That's okay, let our children be a lot."

"What connection?" the annoyed laugh made Ken so anxious when he saw her.

Alana noticed one by one the packaging of the milk can. "Why does everything taste chocolate?"

"There's just something to ask." Ken snorted a little, feeling his wife was so chatty.

"You like chocolate, don't you? so that's why I bought him chocolate,"

"Actually I don't really like chocolate milk, I prefer vanilla. But--"

"But what? want to tell me to give it back?" he nodded in a slightly upset tone.

"No, who told you to reverse it. It's okay, I'll drink it." Alana puts the milk back in a plastic bag and gives it to Ken.

"Alright, wait here, I'll make you some milk, and then we'll go for some chocolate cake." Alana pulls Ken's hand, which is now standing.

"No, I can make my own milk, you think I'm sick, so all you have to serve?"

"It's hard to talk to him" Ken grumbled.

"I'm not making milk for you, but for my son. Be quiet here!" ken's orders. Alana fell silent and obeyed her husband's orders.

Two plastic bags containing milk that Ken had bought were brought into the kitchen

He told Bi Esther to keep the milk where it should be. Ken was busy making Alana milk and brewing it with the hot water he had just poured from the thermos, stirring it up and bringing her back to meet Alana who was still waiting for her in the same place.

"Let's drink." Ken gave the milk to Alana. Quickly, Alana gulped it down to nothing left of her container.

"out of..." Alana showed Ken her the glass.

"Well, what will happen when it's over?"

"Sonly, can I ask again?" alana asked, blushing expectantly.

"Can't! It'll be another night!" Ken snatched the empty glass from Alana's hand and placed it carelessly on the table.

***

Ken invited Alana to go to the cake shop as promised this morning. But upon arrival at the cake shop, Alana was so reluctant to move and get out of the car.

"Come, down!" ken's orders.

"Honey, I'm not tasteful to eat chocolate cake, I'm full," said Alana.

"Why didn't you say daritadi?" exclaim Ken.

"So, I was suddenly full. Take away."

Ken snorted and confirmed it. He got out of the car and entered the store, telling Alana to wait for him in the car. Shortly after, he returned with a box containing his favorite chocolate cake and got into the car.

"You sure you don't want to eat it? It's so good." Ken opened the lid of the cake box intentionally to tempt Alana. However, it still did not make Alana want to eat the cake, which there he even wanted to be very nauseous.

"Oh yes, Ken. Do you remember the Indian restaurant we visited at the beginning of our wedding?"

"Of course remember, why?" ask Ken.

"I'd love to visit there." Hearing Alana's request, Ken immediately takes her to an Indian restaurant, where he first dines with Alana.

Tulsi Indian Cuisine

Alana and Ken choose one of the seats at the end there, Alana noticed the nuances of the restaurant, considering the time when she was with her father when visiting the restaurant, she misses her father, she misses him a lot, she was sad, but she hid her sadness to be invisible to her husband.

a waiter approached her with a few menu books on her desk. Alana's hand swept and mentioned whatever food she wanted to order, and she requested all the food she ordered not to mix pepper or chili in it.

Alana seemed to have caught fire, she ordered so much food.

made Ken shake his head.

"Take it until you don't eat it..." Ken repeatedly cursed from the heart.

After ordering food, the waiter took turns to deliver and put some food on Ken and Alana's table.

"Look at the food you ordered so much, just watch until you don't finish it!" menacam Ken's.

"Take a look until you don't finish it!" Alana imitates Ken's style of speaking, upsetting him but not infrequently holding back laughter because of him.

"God! Why do I notice that I'm the only one eating the food?"

"I said I was full." Alana was about to land a mouthful of food back into Ken's mouth, but Ken, who was upset, refused.

"Alana.. You've ordered a lot of food and now you say full! Then why did you ask to eat here?" exclaim Ken.

"I just said I wanted to visit here, not eat. I missed coming here with Daddy so I brought you here."

"I told you I was full!" refute Alana.

"If you're full why did you order so much food, how could I possibly finish it? I don't want to know, you have to finish all the food you ordered!" ken's orders.

"But I'm full!"

"I don't want to know!"

"Well, I'll eat it, if you bribe me!"

"I can't eat with my hands!" Alana was silent as if she did not want to hear any reason for her husband.

Ken snorted little. "Well, I'll wash my hands!" his voice sounded so forced, he stood up and went to the sink to wash his hands.

After that, Ken returned to his seat. Look at all the food that is still left a lot there. They cannot touch food directly by hand. But how else, he had no other choice, rather than having to spend the food alone, he was forced to feed Alana with his hands.

Ken took a pinch of food, and he had to endure the tingling.

"Come..." Closer to his first feed in Alana's mouth.

"Less a lot!" alana protests while sweeping the food from the hands of her husband.

"Grottling!" ken's exclamation didn't scare Alana, instead making her chuckle.

Alana was so greedy to eat the food from the mouthful of Ken's hand, the word satiety seemed to disappear just like that, it felt like she was really hungry to spend all the food she had ordered without the slightest residue.

"I'm full..."

"How not to be full, you spent so much food!"

Ken who was only in charge of bribing him also felt full, even making his stomach feel nauseous.

"I'm pregnant why are you nauseous?" Alana Tegur.

"I'm really amused by the food!" Ken got up and cleaned his hands under the sink.

***

The next night, after dinner. Ken and Alana went back to the room.

as usual, Ken sat on the computer and checked her work while Alana read the pregnancy book Mama Merry had bought for her this afternoon.

Both of Alana's eyes were diverted when she saw Ken turn the folding computer he was holding onto the table. Ken who stood up from his seat, made Alana immediately ask a question.

"Where are you going?" tanyakanya.

"You're making you milk." Steady body Ken took her away from there, actually Alana forced that she could make milk for herself and did not want to bother her husband, she said, however Ken forbids it and prefers to make it his own.

Ken was in the kitchen, picking up glasses and milk cans whose packaging was already open. Hot water in the thermos looks only fall a few drops when he poured it, making himself clucked and must cook hot water first,

wait a few minutes.

After the water he cooked had already boiled. He immediately brewed chocolate milk for his wife.

Slowly stirring while watching him. "What's that good? why does Alana like this milk so much?" Ken noticed the glass in which the chocolate milk was inundated. His curiosity made him want to taste the milk. He tried to drink a little.

"It's just right that Alana likes it, '" Ken took a sip back. Until now the milk he should have made for Alana, only half a glass left.

 Ken was about to take a sip of the remaining milk to make new milk, but Alana who suddenly looked up in the kitchen, made him so surprised.

"Ken, did you drink my milk?" Alana who was upset walked over to him, making her husband undo his intention to spend the milk.

"Why is he here?"

"Ehm, no, I just tasted it a little bit" Ken argued.

"You drink it instead of tasting it, look at the milk just a little! You should have been in the kitchen a long time! "  As if not willing to share, Alana swept a glass that still showed the remaining chocolate milk from half the glass.