Exchange Souls
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Ever since the accident that befell his daughter, Ruslan has always felt that his daughter's attitude looks different. Not only did his attitude change, even his daughter seemed to always avoid him.

Not that all this time Ruslan did not pay attention or did not love his daughter. But as a single parent, he couldn't do it all by himself.

Especially at this time the condition of the store is unstable, not to mention the debt spread where due to the cost of hospitalization after his daughter was discharged from the hospital. Make it have to work extra to get additional costs.

However, he tried as much as possible to give his daughter more attention, so that her daughter did not feel lonely. But somehow he felt more distant with his daughter?

He didn't even know his daughter had a new cell phone. He frowned when he realized that where did his daughter get a new cell phone? It is impossible for his daughter . . .

No, no, no. Ruslan shook his head, denying his strange thoughts. There was no way her innocent little princess would do such a thing.

But still he was still curious, where did his daughter get that expensive object that even he himself could not afford to buy?

When I want to ask that. His daughter suddenly seems to be in a hurry to go to school. He did not even finish his breakfast in the morning, so he abandoned his intentions. And letting her daughter go to school left a million questions in her heart.

He exhaled violently, his head lowered while massaging his painful temple.

All this time he always felt he had failed to be a good single parent for his only daughter . If only his wife was still in this world, it was possible that his daughter would not experience such a miserable life like this.

His hands did not stop hitting him repeatedly, blaming him for how stupid he was at that time.

If he didn't do it then. Could he still be friends with Ruksa to this day? He also chuckled at his ridiculous desire. Never mind being friends, that woman must still hate her.

" Is he okay? "

When he showed his feet in the school area. Ruksa was immediately able to catch the sighting of EL who was busy with his cellphone while leaning against the wall, occasionally he would stop his activities to greet his friends and teachers who passed in front of him.

" Well, look at those neat clothes. " Ruksa. " Is he not tired of smiling stupidly like that? No wonder he became the head of the osis. " So he said as he walked over to the boy.

" Good morning. "

" Morning. "

" You look different today, what's wrong? "

" Because of boredom, why? "

" Look better. "the compliments are sincere.

" Forget it, can we just speak four eyes? " Task Ruksa without further ado.

Without thinking for a long time, EL nodded his head, he invited Ruksa to go to the osis room to be able to talk casually. Incidentally the room of the osis is still very quiet. Because the rest of the members of the osis are still on their way.

Ruksa shrugged both of her shoulders, and obediently followed the EL from behind.

There were dozens of eyes pointing at him, as if wanting to swallow him alive.

But not Ruksa by name, he stuck his tongue out with his ugly face at all who looked at him with a murderous gaze. Makes the woman who sees her annoying face hate her even more.

Don't know why? This greatly comforted him, for a long time he was not childish.

When the door was open, Ruksa also widened his eyes, he never thought that the school made this room as grand and luxurious as only in use for sausage activities.

Are they kidding?

Ruksa could not stop clucking with annoyance every time she saw every corner of the room that looked luxurious, there were some expensive paintings hanging on the wall, she said, even the chairs there look exactly the same as the chairs used by the nobles.

' Well, how can this be called an isa space? doesn't this place look like a prince's workplace?! Even my office isn't this fancy!. ' Inner Ruksa.

" What's up? " Tanya EL who saw the dumbstruck Ruksa in front of the entrance. " Ah, I'm sorry if this is a little messy. " He said as he tidied the files scattered on his table that looked like the throne of a King.

Ruksa's envious soul was increasingly struggling to see luxury that exceeded his own.

He didn't get in wrong, did he? It felt like he was not like in school, rather he felt he was in the palace of English work.

" Sit. " EL said.

Putting aside his frustration, Ruksa obediently obeyed the words of EL by sitting on the long cup opposite the boy.

Without further ado, Ruksa asked the boy to stop seeing her, both inside and outside the school, adding that he did not contact her again, be it a text message or a call. Because, his life at school is increasingly difficult due to EL who is always beside him.

" Who is Lo? how dare you say that to EL?!"

Suddenly there was a voice with an angry tone from behind the door.

Ruksa and EL also simultaneously turned towards the source of the voice.

A burly man entered the room with two eyebrows intertwined. Its height is approximately 180cm with brownish yellow body skin. The man stood confidently with his waist, behind his body were two petite girls with both of their hands folded on his chest.

Ruksa scrunched her forehead. Who her? Why did the two girls follow him?

" Senior, it seems you misunderstood. He's right, I've made it difficult for him "the EL said suddenly.

" Relaborate? Wasn't he the one who had troubled our school these few times?! EL, you must have known how he damaged the reputation of our school that has been maintained for decades. "

" But, he. . .

" Sstt, don't talk anymore. Let me handle this woman, you just shut up and watch her. "

" But Senior. .

" I'm sorry, Mr. Darian's words are absolute. Please don't make us do what we don't need. " Tell the two girls simultaneously, compactly reducing EL body movement.

Darian approached Ruksa and corner her who was sitting sweetly on the chair.

Both of his eyes stared dislikefully at Ruksa. " Don't think I don't know what you did to Queensha, Roland and Laila? This must be all you, right? He said with a little whisper.

Ruksa smiled as she turned her lips, her eyes looking at the man. " Do seniors have any proof? And let me be clear, here, I am the victim not them. "