Chapter 77:- At his farmhouse.
Romantic Bollywood songs are the only voice in the car.
I look out of the window and we are now heading towards the outside of the city. The cool and fresh wind is touching my face.
I'm not in the mood to ask more questions now. I just want to enjoy the moment. He is busy driving and enjoying music. He sometimes looks at me but says nothing.
After a two hours journey from the city of Baroda, we are heading to an area which has not many houses. It's far from the city.
He stopped the car at one house which is surrounded by farms. It's a farmhouse and far from this house on the opposite side, one small house is the only one I can see.
This farmhouse is a medium size beautiful house. I'm surprised that he doesn't take me to any hotel and bring me to the farmhouse.
So finally I look at him and he says that " It's my farmhouse and I want to give you a special party here before you go home for vacation."