Soul Change
Men ... Whahuh?

“You okay?”

Handoko couldn't help but ask once she saw Stefani's grim face. Did he make the mistake of telling Ibn's story? Does he remember his late mother who died?

If such a thing happens, then Handoko just needs to blame herself and apologize many times. Not one bit in his heart to make the princess just sad.

“So, what are Dad and Stefani doing in the kitchen this early in the morning?”

The sudden arrival of Maulana changes Stefani's expression. Handoko felt saved. But he can't feel like that.

“Actually I want to surprise Brother, but Dad already did everything.” Stefani told me what was planned.

“Why did Dad do that?” asked Maulana protesting. “However I want to eat an upgraded Stefani meal. I wonder if his habit of adding anak to his cooking has changed or not!”

“I don't do that!” exciting Stefani.

“Yes, you do that a lot. I want to reprimand, but fear that you are offended!” Maulana raised her hand slightly as she said so.

“Well, I can't let my daughter follow in her big brother's footsteps. Especially when he said he would make the exact same fried rice as you, bland for lack of seasoning!”

Maulana's mouth opened and closed instantly. He seemed to be denying but could do nothing because Handoko had told him the truth.

Then Handoko heard a slow snoring sound coming from Stefani's stomach. When she looked at her daughter's face it was red with shame. Being hungry is not embarrassing.

“Alright, we will start the talk after eating!” handoko said laughing. “Bring fried rice in a bowl of Maulana! You haven't worked anything since!” serik Handoko ruled.

Stefani takes three dishes with a few spoons on them, following Handoko to the dining table on the other side of the kitchen. After getting all the rations from the dishes and other supplies, Handoko and Stefani sat down. Maulana herself disappeared back into the kitchen and returned with three glasses as well as a teapot filled with water.

“What were you talking about? I got curious because the story stopped when I came!” ask Maulana back.

“Well, I told you about your stupidity as a kid!” Handoko.

“What? I'm not stupid Dad!” said angry.

“What is not stupid! You just stop being stupid after having a little sister!” Handoko seems to be unforgiving to Maulana. “Do I need to tell you Stefani, how stupid your sister used to be?”

Stefani was interested in how to straighten her back. He looked carefully and listened.

“He's still wetting when masu TK!”

“Stop that Dad!” maulana shouted in frustration.

“Composing can't cause someone to be stupid, Dad, it's because of the prisoner's valve!”

“I love you Stefani!”

Handoko laughs at hearing and Stefani herself is scowled dislike. “No need to love me. Better find a lover there!”

What Stefani said was right. It was time for Maulana to think about her own future now.

***

Azzam only visited to ask if there was anything Stefani did not understand from the assignment. He found the girl sitting with her head in the living room.

Instead Stefani narrowed threateningly, if Azzam did not stop his ridicule, he would end up being driven to the door of a merciless crotch and explanation.

“I'm sorry!” azzam said as he raised his hand. “Can sit?’ ask Azzam later.

Stefani nodded. “Sit!’ ask for it as an addition. “I don't understand how I read your notes. It's not my favorite, really!”

Azzam was astonished to hear it. Stefani got into this major because she liked it. How could it not be liked anymore?

“What lecturers in class make it difficult for you? You may not suddenly dislike the thing you liked before.”

Stefani seemed jolted, as if he realized he had said something wrong and was too panicked to explain.

“Don't panic so. Everyone is like that, Stefani, for one or two reasons of being unhappy with something. If you can handle it, you will feel better!” Azzam gave support to calm Stefani's heart.

“Be-nar! Thank you for saying something nice. So can you help me out a little with this?” stefani asked Azzam, offering Azzam's borrowed module.

Azzam was stunned to see the messy records. Like an ape jumping over every tree with no clear purpose except for himself who knows.

“I'm sorry!” Azzam said sorry again. “You don't understand because my record is a mess!” he added when he saw Stefani's clueless gaze at his apology.

Stefani laughing. “It's okay! I can only understand the notes myself. So, of course you are too!”

Azzam was feeling very embarrassed now. He began to explain which parts should be clarified from the tasks given by the lecturer and how to do it. “This should not trouble you after this!” Azzam ended his explanation with encouraging sentences.

Stefani nodded slowly and began to do all the Azzam directives. Long enough the girl was silent to make the outline of the task she was going to do. When he finished, he then breathed a sigh of relief.

“Thank you! I had intended to ask Brother Maulana for help earlier! But, you've helped!” stefani said slowly.

He leaned his back against the sofa to rest.

“Your class starts at what time?’ ask Azzam.

Stefani put her head down a little first before then replied, “No class today?”

Azzam also doesn't have to go to campus today. He planned to go downtown to look for some reference books. “You come with me!” bring Azzam. Her feelings said that Stefani would come along.

“Where?’ stefani asked to know first.

“Book store!”

Stefani seemed to be considering it very well. Then he nodded. “Bby!”

Azzam almost screamed out of pleasure. However, he managed to hold on at the last moment and just smiled and nodded.

“What are you doing young man gil*? Trying to kidnap my sister?”

Azzam quickly turned to the door and found Maulana standing there with a jacket and helmet on her lap.

“Eh, men-cul*k?”

Which part of his invitation sounds like kidnapping. Azzam obviously didn't offer Stefani sweets.