HANARIA the Woman of a Million Race
149. Dependants
"Why do you keep seeing my face?" hanaria asked uncomfortably, when she realized Willy was watching her start to come out of the treatment room.
"You look fresher than ever" Willy said honestly.
Instead of blushing in shame, Hanaria drowned her eyes at Willy. "That means indirectly you say I'm shabby" Hanaria accused.
Willy just shook his head with a smile, why did he get a wife who was not like women in general, felt happy when praised, then blushed and gave a kiss as a thank you.
Fortunately, he had known the bad nature of his wife from before there was a marriage bond, and had paid very, very expensive to make her a wife. Otherwise, he might turn right and drop out.
"Why hold back a smile, laugh at me?" Hanaria looked at Willy who was trying hard to hold back her smile.
"Hana, look, you're waiting for the cashier to pay for your treatment at this clinic" said Willy, who refused to argue, trying to divert the conversation and pointing to the cashier's room.
"Me?" hanaria asked as she pointed to herself, with a slightly gawking face.
"Yes, you're Hana, isn't your husband poor because all my cards have been mommy handed to you" Willy reminded Hanaria of the incident this morning after they had breakfast together.
Hanaria who had just remembered after hearing Willy's words then immediately approached the cashier.
"Good afternoon Miss Hanaria," said the cashier politely.
"Good day, I want to pay the bill for the treatment I just did" Hanaria said, then gave one of Willy's cards to the cashier.
Hanaria opened her phone, because she had not memorized the pin of her husband's card, when the cashier would validate the card.
"Thank you for visiting our beauty clinic. We will wait for your next visit" said the cashier with a friendly smile, after returning the card and printing out to Hanaria.
Hanaria just returned the smile of the cashier, she turned around, came back to Willy while paying attention to the payment numbers listed on the bottom of the rightmost print out.
Hanaria's face suddenly turned pale, Willy who saw her was worried.
"Are you sick Hana?" asked Willy, he stood up from his seat and approached Hanaria who was a few steps away.
"Ti-no," Hanaria's voice sounded slightly quivering. He looked at Willy with anxiety.
"The bill, too big. I've spent a lot of your money on Willy." said Hanaria half-whispered so as not to be heard by the clinic employees near them. She showed her husband a number that caused his face to turn pale.
Willy took a quick glance at the paper Hanaria showed him, "I thought why, it turned out to be just the value of the bill," Willy said casually.
"Let's go" Willy then pulled Hanaria's hand to leave the beauty clinic.
Hanaria could only stare at Willy's words saying 'free', while following where Willy was taking her away.
"Why are we here?" hanaria asked, as Willy led her into the Mexan mistress' salon.
"Give you a little private to dress yourself," Willy said.
"We have two hours before the family dinner at home, the Mexan lady herself will be your tutor." explains Willy.
"Good afternoon young master and miss" said an official who welcomed their arrival.
"Good afternoon, miss. Mrs Mexan is there? I made an appointment with him" Willy said.
"Please sit down, ladies and gentlemen, and please wait a moment" said the official with a friendly smile and respectful attitude.
Not long after that the clerk had returned with Madame Mexan.
"Good afternoon young master Willy and miss Hanaria," greeted Madam Mexan with a friendly smile.
"Good afternoon madam," Willy and Hanaria said almost simultaneously while commenting on their smiles.
"Young master, is there anything you need while waiting for Miss Hanaria?" ask Madame Mexan.
"Alright, young master will be served by our servants in a moment" said Ms. Mexan.
"Can I take Miss Hanaria with me now?" mrs Mexan said, smiling meaningfully at the two newlyweds.
"Of course, madam. Make sure my wife is still beautiful and can already make up for herself when she comes back later" said Willy, he returned the smile of Mexan's mistress the owner of the beauty salon.
"As you wish young master," said the Mexan lady still with a warm smile.
"Let's Miss Hana, come with me" Madame Mexan asked. Hanaria turned her head for a moment towards Willy before she left and was greeted by a nod of her chin by Willy.
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Willy helped Hanaria carry the package of his wife's make-up tools and kept it in the back seat.
Slowly, Willy's car left the parking area of the beauty salon and beauty clinic owned by Ms. Mexan.
"What's wrong with you? Looks like there's something heavy, you're thinking?" asked Willy, just after the car he was driving drove on the highway.
"I, I have spent a lot of your money today Willy," said Hanaria, she turned to face Willy who was concentrating on the highway in front of him with guilty eyes.
"Oh, so your turmoil is still about the bill again," said Willy casually without looking at Hanaria.
"Why did you respond to that tile?" Hanaria was surprised to see her husband's response. For her activities today at the beauty clinic and then less private disalon beauty to buy some makeup packages, if made a comparison, has spent four months of her personal salary, according to her the value is very large. But her husband was just relaxed.
"I'm afraid mommy scolded me for being too extravagant and unable to manage your finances" Hanaria said anxiously.
"I remember, when mommy said your bill was a lot, I shouldn't have to have fun with your money, we should have skimmed," Hanaria added, still with her anxious face.
Willy glanced at Hanaria who was looking at him with her anxious face. He recalled how the woman next to him, who was now his legal wife, was so bold to make a ten point request that it made no sense to him, until he thought negatively about his wife at that time.
But why, just because zero-zero-zero-zero commas are so many percent of the requirements, Hanaria who can now do everything, Willy's mind. He never thought about the woman.
"Mommy wouldn't possibly scold you Hana" Willy said.
"How can you say that confidently?" Hanaria turned to look at Willy who was sitting next to her.
"If anyone has to be scolded and homed in by mommy, it's definitely not you Hana, but me" Willy said.
"Why could that be?" ask Hanaria astonished.
"You remember the word mommy this morning, besides the bills that are my dependents, you are also my dependents" said Willy.
"So in short, if you spend my money, I have to work harder, to meet all your needs as my wife."
"You are accompanied by my pride, living only one wife cooking is not able to," added Willy seriously. His face was even more solemn looking at the crowded highway before him.
Hanaria looked at Willy's face deeply, as well as that of the man she had married now, Hanaria's inner self, as if not believing all of Willy's sweet words in her hearing.
"You seem different?" hanaria lirih.
"Different? What's different?" asked Willy, he took a moment to look at Hanaria who was sitting next to him in the crowd of traffic in front of him.
"Your hairstyle is neater, and the fine hairs on your face are clean" Hanaria said, looking at Willy's hairdo and face.
"Didn't I look handsome?" willy said to her.
"Well, you do look more handsome after becoming my husband" praised Hanaria honestly from her heart, she looked at her old husband's face.
"Thank you for your praise, so I'll never feel sorry if you spend all my money" Willy said, chuckling.
Hanaria instantly melengos, just as she began to be enamored over Willy's words a few seconds ago, it has now been broken with her last words.