Silent Wife Young Master

11. He's your Wife Candidate

Does anyone want to marry him too? Or should he ask Lina to also introduce someone in order to get married?

"Mute."

Nabila looked, surprised to find Ravana on the balcony upstairs. Nabila hurriedly closed the window, covering her body with a blanket.

Since Nabila was caught being fed by Ravana, he has vowed never to talk to her again. I don't want to do something that makes me feel sick anymore.

Meanwhile up there Ravana wondered why the mute was hiding. The boy had forgotten about the events of that time, so Ravana was astonished.

Ravana sneaks out of the room, descends to the second floor, pushing the door of Nabila's room in order.

"Mute."

Nabila was terrified. The boy still remembers how angry Elis was when Ravana was caught talking to Nabila.

"Sissy, it's me."

Nabila rebelled when Ravana touched her blanket. The little girl ran scared towards the corner of the room, curled up with a trembling badal.

All he had in his head was fear.

He was afraid of being hit.

He was afraid of being pinched.

He was afraid of being blamed for what he felt his hands were not doing.

"Mute." Ravana put the candy on the floor by force, because Nabila did not want to hear it. "Now, it's Om Zayn who gives."

Nabila was stunned to hear the name Om Baik Hati. The girl finally wanted to see Ravana, then saw the candy on the floor.

"So when you went to the market, Om Zayn came home. He said he couldn't wait for you to be busy."

Nabila slowly approached, taking the candy. Usually Nabila will immediately put something in his mouth because he often feels hungry, but he feels like keeping this candy rather than eating it.

The Good Heart will come again later, right?

"Bisu," called Ravana in a weak voice. "I .. will take care of you from now on."

Eh?

Nabila. His mouth opened to ask if they would leave after marriage, but his mouth closed again because there was no sound.

The question can only be conveyed through a gaze that unfortunately cannot be understood by Ravana.

The boy looked at Nabila while recalling his conversation with Zayn during the day.

"You're fine with Nabila."

"His name is Mute, Nabila, Om?"

"Yes. But mending you call him a mute, because your mama would be angry."

"Emang why?" Ravana always questioned it. "Why don't you like being dumb? Is Mama the same Dad really evil mute? If so, how did the mute get hit? Why isn't Mama the same Dad?"

"Om also didn't know. It's up to your mom." Zayn smiled. "But obviously, you have to take care of Nabila. Must. That's your promise to Om yeah."

"Why should?"

"Because," Zayn crouched down, grabbing Ravana's shoulder to whisper in her ear, "she's your future wife."

Ravana. "Wife candidate?"

"Yes. If you grow up, you will marry Nabila."

"No. She's sick said Mama."

"It was just your mom talking. If Nabila is really a disease, where maybe he was allowed to live in your home. Keep Om also carry him but Om healthy aja tuh."

Yes, too, so thought Ravana.

"Rahwana, real men always take care of women, let alone weak women. If you don't take care of Nabila, it means you're not a man."

Ravana felt that he was a man so Ravana swore to take care of him.

Although he does not fully understand why.

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