Silent Wife Young Master

13. Meet the Good-Natured Om Again

Elis locked him in the room, forbidding Nabila from participating even to wash dishes.

Of course Elis could not allow that. India is not their country and the villagers are completely foreign. But in this country there is a base belonging to the late Mahesa Mahardika which is now run by his successors. If in the crowd infiltrated a scout and saw Nabila, Abhimanyu could have known the whereabouts of his son.

Therefore, throughout the party, the next few days, Nabila can not come out at all.

While Nabila thought he was locked up because he was forbidden to have fun.

"Son." The door of Nabila's room was knocked into keesoka day. "Son, it's Lina."

Nabila hurriedly came to the door, knocked back so she knew Nabila heard.

The door opened slightly from the outside, followed by a small bowl of candied balls.

"Now, for you."

Nabila smiled widely accepting it.

"I'm sorry I can't help you more than this. If Madam finds out, you're gonna get it."

Doesn't matter. Nabila was happy enough to be given sweets.

"You're not lonely, are you?"

Although lonely, Nabila shook her head. Makes Lina smile.

"I'll bring you again."

That one sentence was enough to make Nabila not feel too lonely.

The door to her room was again locked and Nabila went to her mat to start eating. Yesterday Nabila had not had time to eat until the sweets were immediately spent a few minutes. After finishing eating, Nabila went to the window, quietly opening it a little to peek.

It's already night. The music from the drums and the sound of laughter of many women were heard. If one day Nabila married, will he be able to join there too?

"Group!" From above, an unfamiliar voice sounded. "Smute!" call that voice as slow as possible. "Smute!"

Nabila. Found Ravana on the balcony of the upstairs room.

The boy threw something wrapped in a white cloth. Lucky to throw it right, because if not, Nabila's hand is impossible to catch it.

"Mute." Ravana spoke with great emphasis. "Later, me, came. You, change, dress. Okay?"

Although I do not know why Ravana said that.

Nabila then closed the window, switched to open the white cloth. It surprised Nabila. The clothes he heard were called sari, the clothes that everyone in this village wore. Nabila also wears it, but the sari given by Ravana is different from the shabby and ugly sari on Nabila's body.

It's pretty. It looks clean and new.

Nabila immediately changed his clothes, happy to see he was embraced by a beautiful cloth.

Is this perhaps a gift from the Good Om too? Ohiya, is the Good-Natured Om also coming to this event? Is it because Om Baik Hati wants to come so Ravana told him to change his clothes?

She sat waiting in her dark room. Thinking if he would meet Om Baik Hati made him want to be patient until hours later. So busy waiting, Nabila overslept.

"Mute." Someone shakes Nabila's shoulder. "Sissy, wake. Why are you sleeping?"

Nabila rubbed his eyes.

"Sissu, let's go. We out. My mom is sleeping."

Nabila. Looking back Ravana hoped Om Baik Hati existed, but it turned out to be empty.

"Relope. Choke."

What is the Good-Natured Om waiting downstairs?

Nabila again hoped so while his hand was pulled by Ravana. They descended to the first floor, a place that had been conjured up in such a way for Fina's wedding.

Ravana continued to pull Nabila's hand running, out of the residence, leaving the fence of the house.

Nabila's smile grew wide when she saw someone standing folding their hands across the street.

Om Goodhearted!

"Om Zayn's! I've brought a mute!"

Releasing Ravana's hand, Nabila ran towards his Good Om, ending up in his arms.

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