HANARIA the Woman of a Million Race
151. Morning Streets
Hanaria blinked her eyes, the atmosphere in the room was still dim. He looked at the side of the bed next to him, Willy was no longer there. He glanced at the wall watch already showing at six in the morning.
Hanaria immediately got up, and tidied up the bed as she usually did.
Open all window glass curtains, then open the balcony door so that the morning air is free to enter to replace the old air in his room.
From a distance, the view captures three people walking through the park below. Hanaria sharpened her vision from the balcony where she stood while tightly holding the trellis fence before her.
"Mother, father?" she muttered, as she could recognize the two men who were with Willy her husband down there.
Hanaria hurriedly ran into her room. His steps suddenly came to a halt while standing in front of the door. Willy's words immediately ringed in his ear, "You must not leave the room before it looks beautiful, clean, neat, and fragrant."
Hanaria finally abandoned her intention to meet her parents whom she had longed for for a while. He switched directions, ran small towards the bathroom, took his kimono towel from the wardrobe in a hurry.
Before long, there was a sound of water gurgling in the bathroom, indicating Hanaria was cleaning herself there.
A few minutes later, Hanaria had already come out with her fresh face. He immediately stared at himself in front of the mirror.
Armed with the makeup skills she acquired two days ago from the Mexan mistress, Hanaria began polishing her face in front of her makeup mirror.
It didn't take long, her face already looked brighter and charming. Afterwards, Hanaria covered her entire body with the handbody Willy had bought for her, as her husband accompanied her sisters on shopping trips.
Hanaria walked up to her wardrobe, choosing one of her beautiful dresses from there, which her husband Willy had just bought, and her shoes in matching colors.
He re-patched himself in front of the mirror to confirm his appearance that morning while smiling to himself. She grabbed a hairpin on her dresser, then put her hair as an additional accessory to her hair so it does not look plain.
After feeling enough, Hanaria rushed out of the room to the elevator to get off the ground floor faster to go to the park where her parents were with Willy.
Mr. Muri and his wife turned their bodies upside down, when they saw Willy looking one way behind them.
"Mom, is that Hanaria, my beloved daughter?" mister Muri asked his wife, when he saw Hanaria's appearance was very different.
"True Dad, it's Hanaria, she's not just your favorite daughter, but also my favorite daughter too" Muri's mother protested to her husband.
Mr. Muri just chuckled at his wife's words. The two smiled broadly at Hanaria who was getting closer.
"Dad, mother," Hanaria flurried her arms around her parents simultaneously, letting go of her longing.
"You're beautiful, son, and you're very fragrant now, too" said Muri's mother, looking at her daughter after they let go of her arms.
"Father until pangling saw you earlier, so ask your mother. Just how many days we didn't see you, your appearance has changed a lot after becoming the wife of Willy's son" said the father with a big smile.
Hanaria smiled at the words of her parents who commented about her appearance.
While Willy smiled faintly as Hanaria stared at him.
"Thank you for picking up my mom and dad?" hanaria said later.
"Together," said Willy still reviewing his thin smile.
"Come, let's continue the morning walk Father, Mother," Willy asked later.
"Come with Willy" said Mr. Muri. He walked with his daughter-in-law, while Muri's mother walked with Hanaria behind them.
"Good morning young master Willy, Miss Hanaria, Father and Mother" said aunt Nani approaching, bowing respectfully.
""Good morning Auntie" said Hanaria, stopping her steps, upon hearing the greeting from the Agatsa family's butler.
"I have prepared breakfast digazebo there at the request of the young master," said aunt Nani and pointed to the direction of the gazebo she meant.
"Thank you Auntie, we'll be there soon" Hanaria said.
"I say goodbye first, miss, young master, Father and Mother." said aunt Nani again, and again she bowed respectfully before leaving.
Mr. Muri and Muri's mother were stunned to see the respectful attitude of aunt Nani, something like that they had just seen, given their status as ordinary people.
"Let's Dad, Mom, we have breakfast first, then we continue the morning walk again," said Willy, taking the two parents-in-law to the gazebo that has been shown by aunt Nani earlier.
"Please sit down, Mom, Dad" Willy said again as they entered the gazebo.
Muri and Muri's mother took seats side by side, while Hanaria was sitting next to her husband Willy.
Hanaria stared at the several sealed serving bowls in their midst. As per the lesson she received from her mother-in-law, that a daughter-in-law in the house should serve the older person, and her husband as well.
Hot steam immediately steamed from the first bowl that Hanaria opened, chicken porridge plus vegetables in it, for his mother who had acid reflux disease.
Hanaria put it on a serving plate and put it in front of her mother.
Then Hanaria opened the bowl containing the fried banana, making Mr. Muri smile at her.
"It turns out that Willy really remembers Dad's favorite," said Mr. Muri looking at his daughter-in-law.
"Yes Dad, almost every morning downstairs I see you eating fried bananas" said Willy, laughing.
"Let's eat dad," said Willy. He also took and chewed his favorite fried banana.
Hanaria only looked at her in wonder, when she heard from her mother-in-law, that her husband preferred to eat bread with pineapple jam at breakfast, compared to other breakfast menus.
"Do you want to eat this?" asked Hanaria, while thrusting a plate containing toast that he had already smeared pineapple jam.
"No, you're the one eating, '" Willy refused as he continued to chew the fried banana in his mouth.
Hanaria was silent, she looked at Willy's face which seemed indifferent to her, as it was cool to chat with her father.
Hanaria forced to put the bread she had prepared for her husband into her mouth.
Hanaria disliked jam so much with the taste of pineapple, making her eager to spit out her first bite of bread.
Willy unintentionally looked at her and saw Hanaria wanting to vomit. "You why Hana? Are you sick?" willy asked with a worried look.
"I don't like pineapple jam, it's bad" Hanaria lamented.
"Give it to me" Willy's pinta directly took the bread from Hanaria's hand.
"But it's already my bite mark," Hanaria said quickly.
"No problem, the important thing is not animal bites" said Willy immediately put the bread into his mouth.
Hanaria swallowed her coarse salivation, staring at Willy who ate the bread from her bite without feeling awkward.
Mr. Muri and Muri's mother could only smile and look at each other looking at the behavior of Hanaria and Willy who looked romantic in their eyes.
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