Chapter 30

• The morning sun lit up the rice fields sprawling beyond Ayu's backyard. The air in the village felt cleaner, more honest, and every scent of the damp earth after yesterday’s rain made Daniel feel... at home. Though not everyone welcomed him yet, he wasn’t discouraged. The vow he had made at the temple and in front of the village elders was not just a string of words. It was an oath.
• Daniel's days now began earlier than ever. He learned to wake before sunrise, joining Ayu and Pak Made in the fields, carrying a hoe and a woven rattan basket, even though his hands weren’t yet used to the blisters from hard work. He learned how to plant rice, to arrange small irrigation channels from the subak, and he quietly jotted down new terms that still sounded like riddles—Balinese words that puzzled his ears.
• "Daniel, sing ngidih. Ipun sing tiang percaya."