25 Having Meals With Strangers (1/2)
”Oh, you're finally awake, Miss!”
Senya quickly sat up from squatting on the wooden floor to run towards their guest. Looking up at her, she's mesmerized by her charm.
”You are so beautiful!” the girl cannot hold up to praise their guest.
Blushing, she smiled warmly, then replied. ”Thank you. My name is Harrahinah... just called me Harrah.”
”Oh, your name is pretty too!” Senya exclaimed, clasping both hands together. She almost likes to hop on her feet.
”Senya! Before you cannot take off your eyes on our guest, how if you'll invite her to join us?”
”Eh? Grandma! I am just welcoming our guest!” she reasons. ”Come on, Miss Harrah, join us!”
Senya grabs Harrah's arm, pulling her toward the table. She takes another pillow and places it to the floor then she guided Harrahinah to sit down.
”Thank you,” she said politely.
”Oh, I'll get another bowl and spoon! And plates!”
Baba Lucia glares at her granddaughter for being too loud. Senya has been stirring around to attend their guest.
On the other hand, Harrahinah giggles, astounded at Senya's enthusiast.
Senya came back, holding extra utensils on her hand, she's actually hesitant to offer them to their guest, and so she queried.
”Do you use ordinary plates and glass?”
”Um... it is fine,” she smiled, amused, how Senya treating her well.
”Ah! I knew it! You are rich!”
”Oh, can you tell it?”
”Yes. Because you don't look poor.”
She laughs nervously. ”Hmm, could you really determined that I don't look like one?”
Senya nodded, feeling excited that they finally have a wealthy guest.
The thing is, she's always been observing when a wealthy caravan stopping by their town. She's curious to see how rich people look like.
”Senya, are you planning to let our guest eat or are you going to stare at her all night?” she rebuked her granddaughter's action.
”Granny! Don't embarrass me like this!” Senya leans at her grandma, whispering to her ear.
Baba Lucia pinches her waist. ”Then place that plate on the table. Our guest is waiting!” Baba Lucia exclaimed.
”Ouch, granny!” she groaned.
No more wasting time. She places the plate in front of Harrah.
Harrahinah laughs softly. But then her stomach growled. ”Ah… I'm sorry,” she blushes, feeling embarrassed.
”Please, don't mind my granddaughter. You must be starving. You have been sleeping for three days.”
”Sister Harrah, don't be shy!”
”Thank you.”
Harrah began eating, and she enjoyed having a simple meal with stranger people.
She paused from putting the food in her mouth. That's right...
She'd realized now. This is her first meal in a house with ordinary people. Excluding those meals, she shared with her Royal Knights. This is in different settings.