My Introvert Husband 3
Unintentionally

Now Alana and Jesslyn are laying her body side by side on the bed while talking and telling each other stories so that time has not shown at 22:00 pm, Jesslyn yawns repeatedly, but she can't sleep.

"Alana, on the balcony must be exciting, I would love to go to the upper balcony, but, my legs hurt," Jesslyn said with a pursed lip.

"What's on the balcony?" alana asked curiously.

"Seeing the night view, my brother, right, gathered with his friends on the balcony while playing the guitar, especially there is Brother David too," Jesslyn said.

"You like David?" ask Alana. Jesslyn momentarily looked at Alana, and then laughed.

"Why do you like Brother David?" ask Jesslyn.

"Your question is ridiculous, how may I like it, I just ask you" Alana argued.

"No, I don't like David's sister, I just admire her" Jesslyn denied.

"If you don't like David, then who do you like? do you like my brother?" jesslyn asked with a smile teasingly at Alana.

"Jesslyn, your question is really bouncing," said Alana, turning her gaze away, and then she fell silent.

"Well, why is it?" Jesslyn is getting teased.

"Have forgotten it, go to sleep quickly" said Alana.

"I can't sleep" Jesslyn said with a pursed lip.

"Why is that?" ask Alana.

"I really miss Mama, usually before going to bed, Mama makes me warm milk chocolate," Jesslyn said as she hugged the bolster next to her. Alana laughed when she heard it.

"You're like a child, I'll make you milk, wait here" Alana said as she rose from her sleep. Jesslyn was so excited when she heard that.

Alana came out of Jesslyn's room, headed to the kitchen, and in all the rooms of the house the lights were seen to have been extinguished, it seems Bi Molley turned off some of the lights of the house, including the kitchen.

Alana looked for the kitchen light switch, and when she found the light switch, she immediately turned on the light. Alana scrambles - randomly fills the kitchen to look for powdered chocolate and sugar.After that, she mixes a few spoons of powdered chocolate and sugar into a small pot, then, mixes it up, he poured the fresh milk he had just taken from the refrigerator, and Alana stirred the milk using a whisker so that there was no visible lumps of chocolate powder there.

then, he placed the pot on the stove, then turned the stove knob until it let out a small fire.

Alana stood beside the stove while waiting for the milk she made to boil. After she felt the milk was quite boiling, Alana immediately moved it into the glass she had just taken from the closet. Alana grabs some tissue to bring the glass of hot chocolate milk to Jesslyn's room.

But when he came out of the kitchen, and just a few steps he stepped foot he accidentally hit someone until the person screamed heat because Alana accidentally spilled the hot chocolate milk on some of the person's body. Because it was, indeed, it was so dark there that she couldn't really see it there, and again, Alana just turned on the kitchen lights.

"Do you have eyes?" someone shouted loudly to Alana.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean it" said Alana fearfully.then, the light of the room lit up when the person she hit turned on the light of the room. and both of Alana's eyes were so gasped when she found out that she hit Ken. Ken folded his wet clothes as a result of a hot milk spill held by Alana. Alana puts the glass on the table and takes a tissue to help clean up the milk spill on Ken's body.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ken. I was completely unintentional." Alana's still busy cleaning Ken's clothes.

"Keep your hand away, don't touch me" exclaimed Ken by brushing Alana's hand off his chest.he frowned his eyebrows so furiously at the woman.

"I was completely unintentional" Alana said with a fearful look. Ken left him without saying.

"Oh my God, he must be angry, what should I do?" muttered Alana by biting her lower lip, she sighed and noticed the milk glass that stayed half because it spilled.

"The milk also spilled, I have to make it again" Alana said.

Alana takes the glass back and goes into the kitchen, to make the chocolate milk back.

As Alana waited for the chocolate milk to boil, she saw Ken enter the kitchen dressed in a different shirt than the one before, apparently, he changed his clothes that had been wet because of the spillage of milk. Alana approached Ken again to apologize.

"Mr Ken, I'm sorry. You're mad at me?" asked Alana, but Ken was just silent.he was busy taking a few cups in the kitchen cupboard.it was Ken, about to make coffee for himself and others.

"Not close to me!" ken shouted with his eyes on Alana. Alana moved away and then she approached the stove and poured boiling milk into the glass, then she noticed Ken who was busy arranging several cups on the table, which he just took from the closet.

"You want to make coffee?" alana asks by keeping her distance from Ken, but Ken just keeps quiet.

"Wait here, I'll deliver this milk to Jesslyn, I'll come back to help you" Alana said.

Alana, hurry up and bring that glass of chocolate milk to Jesslyn's room.

In the room, Jesslyn was lying on her stomach in bed and was playing a cell phone in her hand.

"Jesslyn, here's the milk" Alana said with a glass of milk. Jesslyn put her phone in any place and sat down.

"Thank you so much, Alana. Why did you take so long?" ask Jesslyn.

"Yes, the milk was spilled, so I made more milk for you" said Alana.

"Jesslyn's a minute, I'm staying in the kitchen again" Alana said. Jesslyn who was enjoying the hot chocolate milk agreed with a nod - a nod of her head.

Alana quickly goes to the kitchen to help Ken,

Ken was seen taking a small pot and pouring water in it, suddenly Alana's hand so sassy swept the pot from Ken's hand.

"Mr Ken, let me help you" said Alana, causing Ken's forehead to frown.

"As an apology, because I accidentally spilled milk on your shirt.I beg you," added Alana with a little force. Ken took off the pot and passed leaving Alana to sit at the dinner table.

Alana began pouring ground coffee and sugar in a cup that Ken had arranged on the table.he cooked the water in the small pot to boil.

from the corner of the dining table. Ken, seen sitting with one leg on his knees staring out the kitchen door, while waiting for the coffee made by Alana. occasionally the two men's eyes glanced at Alana who was busy making coffee for her.

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what a lovely sight wkwk.

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