HANARIA the Woman of a Million Race
159. Rose Petals
"Does my husband really love me?" muttered Hanaria smiling alone. He continued to inhale the fragrance of the fresh rose petals as he circled by the bed and scattered the rose petals into the air from his hands.
Honestly, he had never been treated by a man as sweet and special as this, making his heart flowery. Is that the Semanis love? Which makes the ripples in his heart increasingly dominated by euphoria.
"Ah Willy, why is there no other face in my head now other than that handsome face of yours," sighed Hanaria, she still smilingly imagined the face of her husband who was now always imagined it.
"It's a shame, what if he finds out that I'm endlessly thinking about him? Oh no, want to put where my face is," said Hanaria blushed herself and monologued to herself while patting her cheek with both hands, trying to revive himself from the strange feelings that began to wash away his imagination.
Hanaria left the bed full of roses of love with a smile that was still on her face, towards the bathroom that was tightly closed.
Right now he had to bathe his mind immediately, in order to get rid of his strange feelings that continued to spread following the flow of his blood. Maybe the strange feelings that whack his heart will return to normal when it has been splashed cold water from the bathroom shower faucet, he thought again.
Hanaria's hand touched the bathroom door knob, she pushed it slowly. As soon as the door opened, his eyes were presented with a view of a pair of white geese with beaks touching each other until it was seen forming a picture of the heart placed very neatly on the sink table, which was directly opposite the bathroom door.
While the entire bathroom was up to the bathtub, like deliberately sown thousands of white rose petals.
Hanaria advanced her steps closer to the sink, with a slight crouching she touched the towel creation formed into that pair of white geese with her finger.
His heart was again filled with euphoria, how not, the intention of the heart went into the bathroom to eliminate the vibrations that he did not understand, but instead made the vibration increasingly become so.
After touching the pair of sweet-looking white geese, Hanaria stepped towards the bathtub that was bounded by a glass wall, while removing the clothes on her body, and let it scatter just on the floor over the white rose petals scattered there.
Hanaria drowned her body there, under the rose petals floating on the surface of the bath water. The sensation of soaking while playing the rose petals that spread the aroma of the fragrance made Hanaria really enjoy her bathing activities in the afternoon.
After feeling his body cold for too long soaking, Hanaria rose to the surface, ending her bathing activities that were special to him. Her body felt more comfortable and fresh than before.
Hanaria felt affectionately damaged her pair of white geese, but what's okay to do, that's the only towel in the bathroom. After putting on her towel, she immediately came out of the bathroom and started dressing up in front of her dressing table.
Feeling that she had polished enough of her face, Hanaria immediately headed for her wardrobe, choosing a dress that was suitable for her to wear that twilight.
Although he was confused, because all the clothes in the wardrobe were the choice of the mother-in-law who prepared her honeymoon and Wily, who was, finally she chose a shiny silver dress made of soft silk.
"This dress is so beautiful" Hanaria muttered as she flipped through, and noticed the overall look of the dress.
"But it's a pity, why are these dresses like this?" lamented Hanaria.
Hanaria was wearing her dress. He pegged himself in front of the mirror, seeing her look like a seductress made him almost cry.
"Should I check mommy's groceries first? It seems mommy doesn't know my dressing sense," said Hanaria, who entrusted her mother-in-law to prepare her belongings while at the Villa.
Hanaria came out of her room, she was forced to let her hair down to cover her open back. Carefully she went down the steps with the shoes she wore matching her sex dress.
The smell of Willy's cooking was already smelling filled the dining room Hanaria entered, making herself instantly feel hungry.
Willy was still busy arranging the table in front of him complete with a cooking apron that was still attached to the front. He was unaware of Hanaria's presence standing behind him watching his movements like a professional chef.
Hanaria glanced at the dish on the table, making her stomach immediately sound for immediate filling.
Sweet sour sauces meat steak
Grilled Snapper Fish
Leatherback
Fuyunghai Sweet Acid
"You're here already?" asked Willy who had just turned his body, finding Hanaria standing behind him staring at the dining table.
He stared for a moment at Hanaria's appearance, making his wife feel clumsy to accept her gaze.
"Let's sit down," Willy directly pulled the chair for Hanaria to sit down.
"Thank you" said Hanaria Lirih. He settled himself on the chair Willy had reserved for him.
"Let's eat, you must be hungry because you have been soaking in the bath for a long time" said Willy, commenting on his thin smile and taking a seat opposite Hanaria.
"The food is a lot," said Hanaria looking at the dish on the table.
"I cooked this much, don't we need a lot of energy tonight?" said Willy, his hand while putting rice into the plate.
"E-energy?" hanaria said stammered at Willy's suspicious words.
"Yes, energy. Wh why? You seem to feel weird about that vocabulary?" Willy deliberately asked his question to see Hanaria's reaction.
"T-no, just plain," said Hanaria, pretending to be indifferent, but hiding her misgivings, she tried to calm down, but her heart churned.
"I remember you liked fish, so I cooked you a grilled snapper," Willy said as he shifted a serving plate of whole roasted snapper, and a plate of white rice in front of Hanaria.
"Thank you" said Hanaria.
"Before you eat your fish, try to taste this first," Willy offered Hanaria's cornucopia meat steak using a fork in her hand that she had cut into small pieces.
Hanaria opened her mouth and pulled the meat from the fork that entered her mouth. Willy looked at the face of Hanaria who was chewing her food.
"Hows it? Is it not delicious?" willy asked with a face full of questions.
"Eum, this is delicious, the texture of the meat is soft and the taste is very fitting in the tongue," said Hanaria still continues to chew, enjoying the steak of soy sauce processed by her husband.
"Thank God, if you think it's good" Willy smiled with relief, and cut the meat off the other plate.
"Now try to taste this again my sweet-sour meat steak," Willy again thrust the meat he had cut into the small mouth of Hanaria. The woman again received the piece of meat that Willy gave her, biting and chewing it slowly.
"How's it?" willy asked curiously, he looked at Hanaria's face which did not directly answer his question.