Cold

"You're wet Jane." Said her dad who was looking worried as she entered the house.

Her father who just came out of the kitchen saw her standing there shivering when he went up to her cupping her face and touching her forehead.

She couldn't find a cab before the rain started heavily. She was completely drenched when a cab pulled in front of her and she entered. Knowing that her body can't withstand a little cold, she started shivering and her body was completely cold. Her teeths chattering against each other making a light sound in the car and that made her unable not to speak straight without stuttering. 

"I.....I....kn...know dad. The rain started be....before I..I...could find a...a cab."  She said hugging herself and shivering. 

Her grandma who had just arrived with a blanket, quickly wrapped it around her.

"Here dear. And go make hot tea for her." She said turning to facing her son and then to her grand child. 

Jane's actually an enemy with the cold. Her body could barely withstand any cold her skin came in contact with. She has always been like that ever since she was a child, or rather ever since she was born. Her body just can't endure cold a little.

Her father was already in the kitchen making tea for her and was scared to death. He remembered when she passed out one day as she caught cold when she was just a little child. He felt terrifed that day, and since then, he never allowed her to play out or go out when it was raining or when it was winter. Even though he did let her go out, he would make sure she was fully covered from her head to toe living only her eyes open. 

"Grand....grandma. I'm so co... cold."

"Common, let's go get changed in your room." She said assisting her up the stairs. "I'll go prepare hot water for you take your bath." She said as they were inside Jane's room. 

She could only nod at her as a response.

When Jane stepped out of the bathroom, she looked better than earlier. She saw her worried dad turning some tea to a cup for her.

"Take. Drink this."  He handed her the cup as she approached him.

"Thank you." She said and took a few sip. "Mm dad, you make the best tea. It still tastes good just like the old days." She said still taking more sips.

"Yes dear. Your dad makes the best tea in the world, that even I can't help but prefer his tea than any other." Her grandma added approaching her.

Her father blushed hard.

"Hahahaha, grandma, you also make a good tea. But I'll really say dad's tea is perfect." She said teasingly winking at her grandma.

"I don't doubt that." She said taking her empty cup away from her.

"Okay, it's time for you to rest now to regain your strength and for the hotness of the tea to feel your body with warmth. And before you shatter your dad with praises making him feel like a god or something." She said those last words teasingly.

"Hahahaha, mom. I've always being a god in my own dormain. You're just probably jealous because your granddaughter prefers my tea than yours." He teased her.

"Okay, okay now. I take back my words. Dad, your tea is actually the worst. You know what? I'd rather drink urine than drink your tea." She added resting her back on the wall and tucking herself in the duvet.

Everyone in the room laughed hard.

"My little burger lion have fun seeing your dad and I like that uhn?" She said smirking.

"Jeez granny, ...I told you not to call me that." She said with a little frown on her face and smile.

"Okay now. It's time for you to rest. It's already late. Goodbye my burger lion." She added kissing her forehead

"Good night my sexy grandma."

"Goodnight cupcake." Said her dad kissing her too.

"Goodnight dad."

They both left her side and headed to the door.

"Goodnight." Her grandma said blowing a kiss to her, switching off the light and shutting the door.