Soul Change
Father and Daughter (1)
“You gil*!” the curse was finally slid also from the mouth of Mahardika accidentally.
He really does not understand why Stefani, the girl who became Maulana's sister and daughter Handoko could be like this. The two men - Maulana and Handoko - are rarely found. But, the girl in front of him was completely unpredictable.
“Thank you for the compliment! I'm so happy because Mas Dika understands me so well. It's like I've done everything I can well!” stefani said with a smile.
Mahardika felt like running away now. He should have survived with the face Daisy now sees. However, realizing that the inner soul belonged to Stefani made him feel depressed and frustrated.
Just follow the flow!
A voice in Mahardika's head sounded very suddenly. He looked left and right so unexpectedly with that thought. Who whispers in his head, Mahardika's other self or the clues that have been awaited.
“Why is Dika silent?” ask Stefani while frowning.
Mahardika looked at the girl without answering. Along with Raise, Daisy's servant comes carrying a tray containing a teapot and a cup. Behind him another waiter brought biscuits and some manisa suitable to be eaten with tea. Mahardika waits until Raise and the waiter who brought the cake finish their work and leave.
“How can you move to Daisy's body? I heard many strange phenomena such as the appearance of creatures that could not be called humans, but never heard that there were souls that were exchanged. This is not a soap opera!”
“Good if Mas Dika knows that what happened is not a soap opera!” stefani said indifferently.
“It did not answer my question at all!” Mahardika grabbed the teacup whose steam had stayed a little, feeling with her lips before completely gulping down the contents. “I'm curious?” he said with high curiosity back.
Stefani riding chin. His gaze barely flickered noticing Mahardika. “Suddenly I was already inside Daisy's body! How do I say that?”
Mahardika's eyebrows lifted. Then his forehead creased. “Do you ever study cause and effect relationships. Nothing on this earth is without cause. So, moving yourself into Daisy's body must be the reason!”
Stefani shrugged her shoulders. “How do I know! Maybe it was Daisy who had made a mistake so it could happen like this!”
Mahardika confirmed that. No human can escape from mistakes. However, there are those who do not avoid mistakes. Daisy may have made some mistakes to her father or mother one day, but is it worth it to be faced with an exchange like this.
“It looks like I should explain it to Daisy that she's back here!”
Stefani seemed unhappy with what was being said. He straightened his back immediately and looked like he would pounce on anyone including Mahardika. He enjoys being Daisy and doesn't want to go back where he should be.
“I think you did something Stefani wasn't supposed to. Or I just got it wrong!”
“If Mas Dika gets so attentive to me I will be sorry to change souls.” Stefani immediately closed her mouth and cleared her throat.
Mahardika concludes that the problem with Daisy is that the girl in front of her is.
***
It's very stifling. Daisy sat down with tea next to her and the TV lit up in front of them. The show is a Japanese children's anime. Daisy dislikes it, but has no other choice to multiply the attention. He could have replaced chanel with soap operas that are being loved by mothers. Even some students in the language class also participated in watching and making clubs to discuss the contents of the story. But soap operas are not Daisy's favorite spectacle. Not at all.
“How about your lecture, Son?” handoko asked when the television broadcast had changed with advertisements.
Daisy gets a feeling that these two men have talked about the incident that hit their family's body on campus. The thing that is likely to be a big deal is actually but Daisy insists on solving it herself.
“Good, Dad, I have no trouble.” Very clever now Daisy tells a lie. He is very difficult because the material studied is not what is usually done. Even with the modules, notes, and information from the lecturer enough to give him points what to do.
“Good! You're a smart kid!”
Clever? Maybe in academic terms Stefani is a smart kid. However, in terms of social and family, the girl who now used Daisy's body is not at all smart. He was so stupid that he did not realize that the family around him loved him very much.
“Your sister told me something surprising. Don't you want to say something to me? What can I do to help you?” ask Handoko.
As Daisy had expected. He smiled in response to the concern in the man's question.
“Dad, I'm fine! Can't Dad trust me this once?”
The answer Daisy immediately saw from Handoko's gaze. No. gabe. It's easy to guess. Daisy wants to know how Stefani behaves when faced with problems. Crying or rampaging like when he suddenly returned to his own body after three days in Daisy's body.
“I won't make the mistake that Dad feared!” said Daisy.
Of course he won't do anything wrong because he's Daisy, not Stefani.
“Not ... I don't think you're gonna make Stefani's mistake. It's just ...”
“I am aware of what I have done, Dad, so I don't have to be soft and say I didn't make a mistake!”
Handoko sighed, looking slightly frustrated, but also looking relieved. “Dad loves you just as much as Maulana! If I shut up and ignore you, that doesn't mean I don't love you, Stefani. I just don't know how to deal with a princess!”
Daisy looked at the man sincerely and wondered if her papa in the mansion now also had the same thoughts as Handoko.
“Thank you for loving me, Dad!”
“Dad always hoped you would become more mature every day!”
Suddenly, Daisy's heart became sick. Because he's not the real Stefani. How the man who hopes his son understands this awkwardness will behave to Stefani who suddenly becomes childish again. Daisy was worried about the disappointment this old man would face.
“So, what really happened, son? What can Dad help! Your sister said that Miss Daisy might be involved.”
Daisy took a deep breath. Maulana shouldn't have said such a thing. Because there is no certainty, no evidence can be said to exist.