HANARIA the Woman of a Million Race
Wedding Dress Fittings

"Doctor......! Wait doctor......!" Half-runningly, Hanaria immediately caught up with the doctor who had just walked out of the Lania ward.

The doctor stopped his steps and turned towards Hanaria who was heading towards him, while confirming the glasses he was wearing.

"Include the doctor, I'm a friend of Dr. Rosalia, an obstetrician at this Government hospital. I am also a co-worker of Mr. Paris, father of the hospitalized Lania." Said Hanaria who was a little ngosy while adjusting her breath.

The doctor watched Hanaria for a moment. "Yes, miss, I remember, Mr. Paris also wore the same uniform as miss. Can I help you, miss?" Ask the doctor.

"May I know, what a sick Lithuanian doctor? I saw his face pale this morning when I met him at the park." Hanaria.

The doctor thought for a moment. "Actually, I must not say the patient's illness other than to his family. But, until now, Mr. Paris had no news after his departure this morning. Lania needs a spinal cord donor, because of her blood cancer." Obviously the doctor.

Hanaria immediately felt her body so limp, after hearing the explanation from the doctor.

"That's kasian..... Lithuania is too small.... ." Lirih Hanaria's.

"Is there a doctor's donor?" Hanaria asked curiously.

"No lady yet...... " Doctor's word. Hanaria was immediately stunned, her memory immediately floated on all the carelessness of the Parisian sir in his work. Could it have something to do with the illness suffered by his daughter, Hanaria.

"Sorry lady, if you have nothing else to ask, I'm sorry to visit some more patients." Said the doctor disperse Hanaria's daydream.

"Good doctor. Thank you so much for the information, sorry." Sahut Hanaria while bowing respectfully.

"No problem, miss......" The doctor smiled faintly, then turned to leave Hanaria who was thinking back about the severe illness of Lania.

"Sister Hana......." Call Firlita from the front door of her inpatient room to disperse Hanaria's daydreams.

"You're done.....? Let's go home now....." Sahut Hanaria while coming closer, and help bring Firlita's goods.

The two walked together to the car that Hanaria had parked near Firlita's inpatient room. From her gait, Firlita has been seen objecting to carrying her stomach that has been getting bigger, just counting the next week she will give birth.

"Firlita, we go to your place of work first yes, after that just go home." Hanaria said, as the car they were driving drove on the highway.

"What's up, brother? Is Madame Mexan looking for me?" Firlita asked as she turned to Hanaria who was controlling the wheel next to her.

"No..... I have an appointment with Madame Yurina there tonight." Hanaria is as necessary.

"Ooo..... " Firlita nodded - nodding her head only, and looking back to the front, noticing the traffic density that caused the traffic jam.

Firlita felt Hanaria was a little different, but she was reluctant to ask, not usually her foster sister was a little talkative. He did not even ask her how she used to do.

"We have arrived....." Hanaria said, after parking her car in an empty parking lot.

They both opened their seat belts, then got out of the car. Hanaria glanced briefly at the luxury car with a special police license plate belonging to the Agatsa family parked neatly in front of the Salon and boutique owned by the Mexan lady.

"Good night, miss...... Please enter" Say hello to security respectfully, while opening the door, when Hanaria and Firlita will enter.

"Thank you......" Sahut Hanaria smiled faintly, and passed in with Firlita.

"Good night, miss...... You've been waiting in Madame Mexan's room......" Said one of the salon's female employees. Then walk first to the designated room.

Firlita looked at Hanaria, but she did not ask despite being curious about the different treatment of the employees in her place working with her foster sister.

The employee opened the door, and again invited Hanaria and Firlita into the room respectfully.

"You've come Miss Hana....." Welcomed Yurina with her friendly smile while standing up from her seat, as well as Mexan's mistress as the salon owner, when she saw Hanaria appearing at the door with Firlita.

"I'm sorry ma'am.... a bit late..... Also had not had time to change clothes "Say Hanaria while bowing hornat.

"No problem..... I gotcha....." Sahut Yurina still smiled gently, while paying attention to the work uniform that Hanaria was still wearing.

"How about we just go straight to Ms. Mexan.......?" Yurina looked towards the owner of the salon and the boutique.

"Good mistress....... Let's get into the wedding dress room." Madam Mexan walked first and opened the door in the corner of her study, followed by Yurina, Hanaria, and Firlita.

The room was quite spacious, Firlita who worked as one of the fairies in that place had only twice entered it.

"Mrs Mexan, we need a white wedding dress for the blessing of marriage." Yurina said as she entered the wedding dress room.

"This lady, may be chosen according to taste......" Mrs Mexan showed me dozens of white wedding dresses on display in the window of the room.

Yurina traced one by one the wedding dresses that were in the storefront to the last part.

"Hana..... Which wedding dress do you want to wear, baby?" Yurina turned to Hanaria who was glued to the end of the storefront when they had just entered, then stepped closer to Hanaria who was still standing.

Hanaria was aghast at Yurina's call to her, the pounding - the pounding of her heart suddenly appeared, a strange feeling radiating through every beat of her pulse, more like warming up and flowering - flowers. The call was sweet to hear by his ears.

Firlita was no less surprised, she looked at Hanaria and Yurina alternately, from where she stood, but she remained silent to notice what she would see next.

"Hana..... You're okay, right?" Asked Yurina who was walking closer and closer towards him.

"Yes...lady." Hanaria sounded nervous.

"Call mommy baby, soon you'll be mommy's daughter-in-law....." Yurina said with her soft voice.

Hanaria instantly felt all the joints - the joints of her body were limp. Yurina's attitude all along was kind, and friendly to her. But tonight, Yurina's attitude was more than usual. There was an unspeakable sense of happiness he felt in his deepest heart, when he got that extremely sweet treatment.

Firlita who heard him was more and more aghast, she also felt that happiness, but there was envy in the bottom of her heart, why she was not as lucky as Hanaria, her foster sister. Getting an excellent and loving mother-in-law.

"Do I deserve to call you that madam.....?" Said Hanaria, still with her nervousness.

Madam Mexan who had listened to the dialogue of two women who would soon become mother-in-law and the daughter-in-law immediately smiled looking at Yurina who had long been a subscription to the candidate and the boutique.

"Looking at this, I remember the youth of Madam Yurina back then with the big mistress." Madame Mexan said with her smile. Yurina smiled, she understood what the Mexan mistress meant to her words, she looked back at Hanaria who was a bit embarrassed looking at her.

"Of course Hana...... You should call me just like Willy called me." Yurina Sahut.

"But I'm ashamed.. and bow to you madam......" Hanaria said honestly.

"If you're going to be embarrassed and shy, so from now on you're going to have to train Hana, you're going to get used to it." Sahut Yurina was still in a gentle tone.

"So..... Which wedding dress will you wear on your wedding day, Hana?" Yurina returned to her early rhythms, looking at the wedding dresses in front of her.

"Tok............LT......!" There was a knocking on the door. They looked at each other and looked at the door.

"Mommy........! Sister-in-law.......!" Hanaria was aghast, when she saw her mother-in-law and sister-in-law appear in front of the door of the wedding dress room.

"I'm sorry Madame Mexan, great mistress and mistress Margaret asked to come in." Said the salon employee to his boss, he stood behind the two women who had just entered.

"It's okay - what....." Ms. Mexan said to her employee.

"Come in, big lady..... Lady Margaret......" Mrs Mexan.

Hanaria immediately stood over and clung to the wall behind her while bowing respectfully, she only met Willy's grandmother a few times, while with Margaret, the first time she saw him.

Firlita who sat in the corner of the room immediately stood up and bowed respectfully.

"Sister-in-law, mommy forced her to come here, so I just let her not rise in high blood." Whisper Margaret with a chipika and a cipiki on Yurina. Yurina who heard him immediately smiled slightly and approached her mother-in-law.

"Mommy rested at home with Margaret, so as not to get tired, she had just arrived in Indonesia again." Yurina said softly while kissing the back of her mother-in-law's hand.

"I don't believe in your choice of my son-in-law..... I want the best wedding dress for my grandson Willy's future wife, so I'm the one who has to choose the dress." Madam Agatsa said flat as usual.

Yurina, Margaret, and the Mexan mistress only smiled lightly while looking at each other. They were already very familiar with the grizzled woman's language style.

While Hanaria was still clinging to where she stood, afraid of moving. This is what he does not want, meeting women who are not his class, makes him awkward and anxious.

Firlita was no less awkward, she did not even dare to sit back, even though her legs were tired carrying a heavy stomach load.

"Hana baby, come here....." Call Yurina to look at Hanaria. Hanaria stepped closer, it was hard to shake off her nervousness.

"Mommy... This is Hanaria.... his future wife Willy." Yurina introduced her future daughter-in-law.

"I already know......" Ms. Agatsa. Hanaria glanced for a moment at Willy's grandmother's face, then lowered her head back.

" anna...... This is Willy's grandmother..... You can call him oma just like Willy." Yurina said, Hanaria directly bowed hornat at the elderly woman. While Madame Agatsa looked at Hanaria from head to toe and back up again.

"Hana...... The twin sister of Willy's father, her name is Margaret, the mother of Edrine, you may call her aunt...." Yurina introduced her husband's twin sister.

Hanaria looked briefly at Margaret's face, she saw a smile on the middle-aged woman's face, she looked still very beautiful, and more friendly than her mother. His face looks a lot like Moranno, only a woman. Hanaria then bowed respectfully to him.

"Mrs Mexan, I want this wedding dress." Said Mrs Agatsa who had just seen - see some choices of wedding dresses.

"Well madam......" The Mexan. " Justy, Winnie......! Please get me the dress that big lady wants." Madame Mexan's orders to two of her employees who had prepared near Madame Agatsa.

"Hana....... Go in the dressing room, put on her wedding dress, does it fit your body....." Yurina said to Hanaria who was standing next to her.

"Well madam......" Sahut Hanaria's.

"Call mommy Hana......" Yurina reminded.

"Yes mom....my......." Hanaria's speech was awkward, so it sounded funny, making Yurina, Margaret, and the Mexan mistress smile withholding laughter.

Hanaria followed two female employees who first entered the dressing room carrying the wedding dress chosen by Madame Agatsa.

A few minutes later, Hanaria had been wearing a wedding dress on her body. Her hair had been carried around by the salon employee to reveal her neck.

All pairs of eyes were stunned for a moment, including Firlita, as Hanaria assisted the two boutique clerks out of the dressing room.

"You're so pretty wearing that dress, baby....." Praise Yurina with a sweet smile. Hanaria only smiled faintly, hearing her mother-in-law's praise. He tried to calm himself down who was getting nervous as all the eyes of the esteemed woman were staring at him.

"I'm always good, choosing a wedding dress......!" Madame Agatsa said as she approached Hanaria, and circled around the young girl, while paying attention to the entire details of her chosen dress that was already attached to Hanaria's body.

"The big lady's right...... The taste of the mistress has always been amazing." Madam Mexan smiled with Yurina and Margaret after hearing the words of Lady Agatsa.

"Willy my grandson also has a good taste in choosing a future wife. His wife-to-be is pretty, too, and tall. What milk did you drink up until it got this big, eumm??" Madame Agatsa asked Hanaria who stood glued like a statue. He looked up at Hanaria who was taller than him.

"You don't have a mouth??" Madame Agatsa said again, because Hanaria was slow to answer her words.

"The big mistress' goat......" Hanaria finally managed to open her stiff mouth to answer the question from Madame Agatsa.

"Goat??" Madam Agatsa was a little shocked, instantly feeling nauseous hearing Hanaria's reply.

"Secreasing.....! Is there no cow's milk or any other milk, goat's milk coke....." Gulp madam Agatsa while covering her mouth using a handkerchief from inside her bag.

Hanaria was silent, she felt bad. Yurina buru - buru mediate.

"Oma doesn't like goat's milk or meat, she thinks it's too fishy, you don't misunderstand, or offend Hana." Yurina. Hanaria just nodded slowly.

"Mrs Mexan, please remove her chest, to make it look full, she's too thin." Madame Agatsa looked at Hanaria's chest. Hanaria swallows her saliva, apparently Willy's mouth is down from her grandmother's, Hanaria is bathed.

"Good big mistress...... " Mrs Mexan swiftly gave a sign using the tools she had prepared.

"That's..... Gold colored wedding dress, put it down too......" Appoint madam Agatsa when she sees one color that captivates her heart from inside the storefront across from where she stands.

Marry and Winnie swiftly took the dress that Madame Agatsa meant, then immediately took her to the dressing room.

"The lady is big... In addition to the chest, it seems that Miss Hana's waist also needs to be downsized according to her body shape." Said Madam Mexan while fixing the waist that she called.

Madame Agatsa watched for a moment what Madame Mexan was doing. "It's enough..... " His speech later, after he saw the white wedding dress was fitting in Hanaria.

"Now you're wearing the gold dress I picked......" Madame Agatsa said to Hanaria. Hanaria just nodded slowly, then stepped towards the dressing room followed by Madame Mexan who would help her change the dress she had marked.

After waiting for a few minutes, Hanaria was again accompanied by Mexan's mistress.

"How's the big lady??" Ask Madame Mexan to mistress Agatsa.

"This dress is very fitting in his body..... How come?" Madame Agatsa said as she circled around Hanaria who stood in the middle of them.

"I've confirmed it inside, madam......" Sahut madam Mexan.

"OK... that's enough......" Madame Agatsa's face looked satisfied.

"Remember Ms. Mexan, I want my granddaughter's future wife to look beautiful and perfect in a wedding and party later. You know, I don't like any flaws, let alone any mistakes, neither dresses nor any other makeup."

"Well big lady......." Sahut madam Mexan. While Yurina and Margaret, both of them just obey the already established and become the choice of Lady Agatsa.

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