HANARIA the Woman of a Million Race

HANARIA the Woman of a Million Race
137. Jammu


"You seem to feel at home clinging to me." Said Willy, after he and Hanaria were in front of the fence of his father-in-law's house. Hearing Willy Hanaria's words straight out from within the bedsheet that enveloped his head.


"Isn't it the young master who grabbed me and told me to shut up?" Kilah Hanaria, even though she actually felt at home to smell the scent of Willy's body who had just become her husband.


"Ah, you are right too.Now that you are free, we are far from the crowd of citizens. After all, we've also reached your house." Said Willy again, while tidying up and justifying the bed sheet that felt cold exposed to the night wind.


"Come on!" Take Hanaria while preceding Willy to open the wooden fence, he then took the key in the secret storage place of his parents.


Willy gave a quick glance, he then smiled to himself as he watched what Hanaria was doing. The woman fumbled with her hand into the flower pot.


Previously, he had seen his father-in-law do the same thing when going to enter their cottage on the edge of the rice field, then Arta's teacher, Reymon's father did the same thing.


It seems, that's how the people in the building keep the keys to their house, Willy thought in his heart.


"What did the young master think? Why smile there?" Ask Hanaria who has managed to find the keys to the house, then take her to the terrace of her house.


"Are you not afraid? When your hand fumbles in a flower pot like that on this dark night, your hand can catch a snake that's coiling in it." Said Willy with no intention of scaring - nakuti.


Hanaria looked at Willy's face, she immediately shuddered in horror when what Willy said was possible.


"Usually, the cat likes to be in places - places that are lush and cold, right? So preferably, the key child is made duplicate only, so it can be taken each, to be safe. If daylight doesn't matter, but if it's night like this, it's dark, we can't see if there's any venomous animals." Came on Willy again.


"Yes, young master is right. I'll tell my mom and dad." Hanaria. He then turned the key in his hand until the door opened.


"Young master can go straight to the room, I will make a herbal drink in the kitchen first." Said Hanaria again while walking in to the kitchen. While Willy tailed him from behind, followed him to the kitchen.


"Why did you follow me?" Asked Hanaria who felt followed.


"I don't know where the room is? Going in wrong. In addition, I also had to clean my hands, feet and face after coming from outside. If it's not clean, I can't fall asleep tonight." Willy gave an excuse.


"That's the bathroom, and next to that bathroom is my room. Young master can enter there after coming from the bathroom." Show Hanaria.


After Willy went to the bathroom, Hanaria immediately mixed herbs with ingredients that were already in the kitchen.


It did not take long, Hanaria was done with her activities, she immediately brought her to her room with a tray in her hand.


Hanaria approached Willy who was sitting at her study desk, placing a tray before her husband.


"Why don't you immediately put on the shirt, and still wear the bed sheet again." Said Hanaria looking at the bedsheet that was still wrapped in her husband's body.


"All my clothes are in the house of Mr. Arta, who is near Lamin." Willy was still sitting in his chair.


Hanaria immediately headed for her wardrobe, she picked out some of her t-shirts and brought them to Willy.


"Young master can use this for a while if you don't mind. There's no way we're going to Mr. Arta's house, it's near dawn." Hanaria.


Hanaria immediately turned her body, when she saw Willy remove the bed sheet from her body, at a glance she saw some blue stains on her waist and back, but she was reluctant to ask.


"It's a drink for young master." Hanaria shifted a glass right in front of Willy, when her husband was already wearing his t-shirt that looked tight on his athletic body.


"The smell is very unpleasant, fishy!" Said Willy with a grimacing face, as he lifted the glass and brought it closer to his nose.


"It's a sore-linu young master, and I've added a chicken egg too." Hanaria. Willy immediately felt nauseous hearing Hanaria said.


"I don't like to drink herbal medicine, I'm disgusted, let alone put the chicken eggs. I usually take vitamins or supplements." Willy immediately moved the glass slightly to the middle of the table.


"There is no herb that smells as good as syrup. Here's how to drink the young master's watch." Hanaria then took a glass of her herbal medicine drink, then sipped it a few times until it ran out, after which she took a glass of warm ginger honey and sipped it again until it ran out.


Willy noticed how Hanaria was doing so easily while holding her own breath.


"Well now it's the young master's turn, just follow the way I was." Said Hanaria while bringing the medicine glass of Willy that her husband had kept away.


"But-." Said Willy with his face.


"I'm afraid to spit it out." Willy again.


"If you can't afford one glass, half of it. After that, immediately drink this warm honey ginger to eliminate the taste of rancid or fishy young master."


Willy finally obeyed Hanaria's words. Although a little hesitant and seemed afraid, he drank the herbal medicine in half while holding his breath, then quickly drank the glass of warm ginger honey that Hanaria offered.


"Not good!" Willy said as he stuck out his tongue making Hanaria smile looking at him.


"Here, I add more ginger honey warm young master." Hanaria poured the contents of her teapot back into Willy's glass, the man hurriedly drank it again to reduce the taste of carnation in his mouth.


"Can I sleep there?" Willy asked for permission, while pointing at Hanaria's not-so-extensive bed.


"Please young master. I can sleep anywhere." Sahut Hanaria while cleaning the dirty glasses they have used.


"You can't sleep anywhere. You should sleep one bed with me. We're husband and wife." Firm Willy. He went up to Hanaria's bed and lay there.


"But-." Hanaria tries to express her rejection but is soon refuted by Willy.


"You know, I really don't like repeating myself twice. Or I'll force you again as you have - already, until your wooden bed is also broken." Threat Willy.


"All right, I'll deliver these dirty glasses to the kitchen first." Said Hanaria giving in, holding a tray in both hands.


"Go away, not for long. Don't let me catch up with you in the kitchen." Said Willy while glancing flatly at Hanaria from where she was lying.


Hanaria moved from where she stood, although she felt dislike for Willy who sometimes acted coercively, but she did not intend to refute him, he was looked after by his parents for a few days before his wedding.


Hanaria closed the door of her room tightly, after returning from the kitchen. He approached the bed with heart and hesitated to stand near his bed while looking at Willy who had closed his eyes.


"Why not go up fast? Are you waiting for me to carry you? Hmm?" Hanaria immediately jumped into her bed and lay down beside Willy, when she heard her husband's voice startling her. Willy smiled inwardly. There was a sense of satisfaction, when he saw Hanaria who was afraid or panicked to hear his words.


"Young master hasn't slept?" Hanaria asked as she tilted her head slightly, looking at Willy who was still loyal closed her eyes.


"Why? Do you want to continue our first night that was delayed a few hours ago, in that bridal booth?" Willy Sahut. His eyes were still closed while looking up.


"Not that. Did the young master deliberately humiliate me in front of the young master's father and daddy? Also the other parents when the bride's room." Said Hanaria, as she recalled the incident at Lamin a few hours ago.


"No...... I just thought I didn't want your body to hurt, so I thought that wooden bed was going to fall, I immediately turned your body over me." Willy is what he is.


Hanaria looked at Willy for a moment. Then considering some blue stains on the back of her husband's body, of course it was due to the impact when Willy was under his body.


"Thank you...... I'm sorry I misunderstood the young master. Would you like me to treat the bruise on the back of the master?" Hanaria's words were barely heard.


"No need.You rest, we're both equally tired." Said Willy in his weak voice as it was very sleepy.


Hanaria lifted her blanket. Although there is no AC, but the air in the compartment is cold enough to puncture bones at night, because the tree is still very awake naturally.


Hanaria had just closed her eyes, as she felt her bed sway a little. He quickly opened his eyes and saw Willy tilting his body facing and staring at him.


"Why does the young master see me like that?" Hanaria asked miserably, her heart instantly palpitating. What else in this house is only her and her husband.


"May I ask you something as my wife?" Willy asked back with a flat look.


"M-ask what?" Sahut Hanaria stuttered. His heart is pounding.


"Tomorrow, I want to eat roasted chicken, I'm tired of the meat menu these few days, during our wedding." Willy said expectantly.


"Alright young master, I will make it tomorrow." Sahut Hanaria's. He immediately breathed a sigh of relief, it was not a difficult and strange request he thought to himself.


"One more. Just call me Willy. I'm not your boss, but your husband." After saying so Willy turned his body back to how it was and closed his eyes.