HANARIA the Woman of a Million Race
Episode 23 of the Hanaria Award
"This much money, is this your salary Hana.....?" Ask Mr. Muri. He put it back on the table, bandelan - bandelan rupiah that he had put in the envelope-sized chocolate HVS paper.
Mr. Muri looked at the face of his daughter sitting across the guest table, as if looking for honesty in the eyes of his daughter, as well as the mother of Muri. For them the money was too much, and how could it be within three years of working, their daughter could save that much from her salary.
"Hana. We're your parents hoping you don't forget all that, even though you live in a city that provides a lot of convenience in making money and seeing the luxurious lifestyle of the people there. Be yourself, an honest and trustworthy person." Said Mr. Muri still staring at Hanaria's face which remained calm hearing all the words of his father and mother.
"Father, and also mother..Hana always remembered the advice and also the teaching that father and mother had given to Hana since childhood. That's what Hana's been practicing up until now." Sahut Hanaria's.
"Hana always takes care of herself and our family's good name, wherever, and wherever Hana goes." He said again adding.
"For Hana good name, self-esteem, is far more valuable than any treasure in the world. So Hana always tries well to keep the family's good name, lest the actions that Hana does can embarrass our family."
"All this money, not from Hana's salary. Hana's salary savings, Hana has used to buy a simple house and install a car like Hana once told her father and mother first.
"This money was given by Mr. Doffy, Hana's superior, from the results of Hana helping to design the renovation of the cafe building one of his acquaintances. This is Hana's got proof...." Hanaria showed the copy to her father and mother.
"Is this Hana?" Ask the father did not understand seeing a white object that read a large enough number value.
"It's called the father's check, the original color is not white like this paper. This is just a coppy photo, which Hana deliberately made and kept to guard, who knows in the future is needed. The original one Hana had handed over to the bank to melt the numbers printed on this paper on her way home to me." Obviously Hana. Mr. Muri and his mother nodded - nodding their heads in understanding, although they had just seen the object, but Hana's explanation made it easy for them to understand.
"So, Hannah begs father and mother to accept it. Hana couldn't possibly give the illegitimate to the father and mother who had educated and raised Hana well." He brought the chocolate envelope closer to his parents.
"This is all your money, son, you just use it for your needs, father and mother are still strong working, we can still meet the needs of the rice fields and our garden Hana." Mr. Muri still refused.
"Yes Hana, your father was right, you need him more than we do, and this is all your work. We're happy that you remember and want to share with us your parents. The monthly submissions you give me through your brother Jonly's account have helped us a lot. So this is for you, Hana, you can use it for your own purposes." Hana's mother's words added to what her husband said.
"Hana sincere kok bu. Didn't you plan to make a house in our garden like Arta's teacher, just get up with this money. Hana doesn't accept rejection anymore, either from father or mother." Hana closed their long conversation with a sip of tea from her cup. Mr. Muri and Muri's mother could only look at him.
"Dad, mother. So that father and mother are not surprised when they come to Hana's house on graduation day." Hana put down her teacup, she looked at the faces of her parents who returned serusily staring at her.
"It's about Firlita...." Hana's face looks a little hesitant when she wants to start the story, she feels confused how to explain it.
"Firlita is a friend or friend of Hana ma'am.... Hana once told me that Hana did not live alone in a boarding house, but with a young girl, do mom and dad remember when Hana came home two years ago?" Hanaria reminded.
"Yes.mom and dad remember...." Hanaria's mother said as she looked at her husband sitting next to her.
"Thank God that mom and dad remember. The first time Hana knew him, when he was looking for a cheap boarding house where Hana was boarding. She was very young, she was only 16, she was an orphan, she had no siblings. She works as an SPG to fund her life and school." Hanaria Papar.
"Because of pity, Hana invited him to stay one hostel only. Even though Hana had asked him not to pay but he always gave half of our rental fee every month."
Hanaria's mother and father were still watching her daughter's story while chewing on the table's snacks.
"A year later, Hana moves into the modest house that Hana bought from saving. Hana asks him to move, but he doesn't want to. For that reason, the distance of our boarding house to his work place is closer than the house that Hana occupies now."
"Yes, he continued to live in the room alone, and in the last two years, we have rarely met, only occasionally, even coincidentally, because of each other's busyness."
"A few weeks ago, Firlita came home. It's not good...." Hanaria stopped her speech, trying to find the right words to continue her story.
"What's so bad about Hana?" Said his mother curious, who had since noticed every telling of his daughter.
"Firlita Pregnant out of wedlock....." That short sentence escaped from Yurina's mouth. The faces of Hanaria's father and mother suddenly stiffened, many questions popping up in their heads, but were unable to reveal them.
"Firlita was expelled from her boarding house on the grounds that the boarding mother was worried, what happened to Firlita could interfere with the safety and comfort of other boarding residents. He also threatened to lose his job as an SPG, because the place where he worked did not allow a pregnant female employee." Hanaria again.
"Hearing all this, Hannah felt sorry for him, but at first forced, and finally allowed Firlita to stay with Hana again."
Hanaria's father and mother let out a heavy sigh at the decision her daughter made, as it was a big deal in their opinion.
"Did your left-right neighbor allow the husbandless Firlita to live in your neighborhood of Hana?" Hanaria's mother asked her to examine her daughter's face, while her father sat down and folded his arms.