PRETTY GHOSTS

Her name is Nirmala

"Was my mumgkin here because of my Uncle and Aunt?" ask a woman who has just regained consciousness from her long sleep. The woman's eyes glared, looking up at the sky space where she was being treated. His face looks so sad and it proves, it looks like the woman's life is quite heavy.

Ozil was still speechless, but this time the young man's eyes were fixed on the woman who had just muttered. Ozil also heard the words coming out of the woman's mouth, but Ozil chose silence. The woman is recovering and Ozil is unlikely to agree to the woman's question.

"Don't think weird first. Remember, you've only just become aware, you should focus on your current condition" Ozil tried to give advice to divert the woman's thinking. "If you can tell, what's your name?"

The woman turned and smiled faintly. "I'm Nirmala. Did you buy my body?"

Ozil was stunned to hear a question from the woman who just said his name. "Buying your body? Make what?" he asked with his surprised face.

"Yes, maybe you paid for my body. Bibi's intentions are like that, selling myself to the rich" Nirmala replied as she looked back at the sky. "Because I'm always required to return the favor. He said he was willing to live a hard life to take care of me, so I had to repay my Aunt and Uncle."

"Can't you be so cruel?" Ozil throws questions with all the more thickened astonishment. In addition, Ozil also suddenly felt upset after hearing a bitter story from Nirmala. "What have you been with your Uncle and Aunt?"

"It wasn't long, actually" replied Nirmala. "I lost my parents when I was fifteen. Since then I have been with my Uncle and Aunt. At first they accepted me well. But ever since they took control of my house, their attitude has changed."

"Geez!" Ozil stared in disbelief at the woman who looked weak while telling a story. "Then, your house was taken by them what how?" Ozil becomes curious about the story of Nirmala. However, just this time, Ozil heard a cruel story like the woman before him.

"Silent they sold my house. I don't know when they stole his certificate" the answer Nirmala gave added to the shock on Ozil's face. "Since then, I have been dependent on them and are required to be obedient."

"Why didn't you run away? Or at the very least, you report to the police, "Ozil is trying to make a suggestion.

"Right as well" Ozil said, nodding his head several times. "But you have friends, right?"

"Friends do, but there's no way I'm burdening them. Learn from my Aunt. I have money dear to me, nothing to do, I was thrown away. What's more their debt is a lot," although still a bit weak, Nirmala instead looks excited to tell her about her own story. He looked back at Ozil. "How much do you pay me, Mom?"

Ozil smiled cynically. "What do I look like, a rich man? Why do I buy a woman, mending money I save for my future. Come on, mending you a break, I'm also sleepy" Ozil then got up from his seat and he stepped onto the sofa.

Nirmala herself could only pay attention to Ozil's movements with all the questions and also his curiosity. The woman did not remember at all that she had been a ghost and her spirit knew the young man who had been lying on the sofa. The woman re-thought her own fate until the night was really very late.

And the next day, Nirmala's condition improved. The woman was increasingly curious about the young man who was still faithfully accompanying her. For now, Nirmala is amazed by the man's attitude and he is quite moved, because Ozil really takes good care of him. From breakfast until the woman wants to go to the toilet, Ozil swiftly helps Nirmala. Because of Ozil's good attitude, Nirmala felt something in her heart slowly.

"Mas, don't you want to go home?" nirmala asked after she was helped by the man who accompanied her. "Well from last night you're here all the time, don't you work?."

Ozil smiled as he picked up the wine he was holding. "I'm on my day off, don't worry."

Nirmala's forehead was contorted furrowed, but a long time later the woman nodded in understanding. "Mas, after I get out of this hospital, can I join you? Let me have a place to stay?"

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