Soul Change
Light and Shadow
His eyelids opened, he stared at the ceiling displaying space above him. A few moments of silence, peace. He sat down and was immediately greeted by his admirable reflection.
“Thank you for staying beautiful today!”
Daisy remembers that starting the day with positive sentences will make the rest of the day so enjoyable. He got out of his comfortable bed, clapping. Two servants immediately opened the door of his room, entered and hurriedly opened the wide curtains of shiny linen on the glass window near the balcony. The other one precedes Daisy to reach the toilet, describing all kinds of things she would use to bathe.
“Ready?” daisya asked as the waiter came out.
“Ya, Young miss!” replied the servant with his head bowed.
Daisya pursed her lips, looking cute, and with light steps towards the bathroom. Before standing in the shower, he set the water temperature with the back of his hand. Once you feel enough, remove all clothing. While humming Daisy finished her morning routine.
“Ah, can prepare jeans only today which is black, then beige bloues seems good. For accessories choose the same!” tell Daisy to sit in front of the dresser. His servant swiftly applied make up to his face. “I'm beautiful, right?” ask Daisy.
Same question every morning with the same answer. “Sure, Young miss! Nothing is as beautiful and beautiful as you!”
Daisy happy. Her lips are reddish and have been polished liptin. He looked at his own face and admired the reflection of his shadow.
It has belo eyes, pliable eyelashes, and thick eyebrows. His skin was white, but not pale, cheeks were full, with a pointed nose. Her lips are small and tiny. Everyone who sees her always praises her perfectly.
Every day a couple of young men come to his house just to take him to campus. But he prefers to go alone. For none of these men could rival Mahardika, his fiancee.
“Enough! I'm satisfied with my make up today!” he said stop the extra blush on the cheek.
“Good, Young miss!”
The sound of a glass object breaking in the same room as her made Daisy turn her head. His smile that had grown up earlier disappeared. He stood up to find out what was really going on.
“I'm sorry, young Miss!” The servant whom he had tasked to prepare the clothes trembled in front of Daisy.
“You want to steal it?”
“No, Miss, where do I dare!”
Daisy raises an eyebrow. He glanced towards the clothing room which was opposite the direction of the glass vase. No matter how rushed the servant, the glass vase would not fall at all because it was nudged.
“What is he new waitress?” daisy asked the waiter who helped her put on makeup earlier.
“Yes, Young miss. The waiter who is usually sick, and only he who was not working earlier!”
“Eject him! She was banned from entering my room again!” break Daisy.
He looked up and went to the clothes room where all his clothes should be. He found the requested clothes on the glass table. When he was about to head there, he passed a shelf of accessories and found two empty boxes.
“He still says no stealing!” mumbling slowly.
***
The plate containing the food that Stefani had prepared fell to the floor. It was scattered together with fragments.
“Ah .. It seems like I'm less strong holding it, Brother,” said Stefani to his older brother who is now sitting at the dinner table.
The 25-year-old man raised his head this year, looking uninspired. “Yes, already, you and I will eat out,” he told Stefani.
Stefani's older brother Nirwan stood up, picked up a jeans jacket draped in another chair and then walked out. Didn't say anything more to Stefani.
After living alone, Stefani collected the fragments of the plate carefully. However, how carefully he was still the fragments of the plate hurt his hand. He looked at the pool of blood at his fingertips.
“This is okay,” he said to himself.
Stopped the blood that was at his fingertips and back he cleared up the mess. Finished with it all, he prepared to go to college. It's almost nine o'clock, Stefani has ten o'clock class.
Finished preparing, he rushed out of the house.
Stefani and his family live in a pavillun separated from the main house. His family had worked at the Aghra family home even before he was born. His mother was the beloved servant of the Agrha family and his father since he was a child had been the family gardener. So when her mother and father married, the Aghra family asked them to stay in the back pavilion of the four-piece house.
“Good morning, Stefani!” One of the maids who worked in the same house greeted Stefani who hurriedly walked beside the house. In his hand was a basket filled with fresh vegetables, seemingly having just received the delivery of groceries.
“Good morning, Bu Surti. Loh, I just saw Nirwan out on the bike, why not come with him?”
Stefani smiles. “No, Ma'am, you're in a hurry. Kan change shift clock at nine, if I wait later it will be late!”
Bu Surti nodded in understanding. He looked sadly at Stefani. Things that make him a little uncomfortable. There is nothing in his life worth pitying. Whatever happens in his life is his fault.
“Then I leave, Mom,” he said goodbye.
He rushed again to the front, crossing the vast courtyard. Perverted he stopped in the middle of the courtyard, hearing the voices of those who were chatting, becoming curious. He saw the daughter of his employer, Daisy.
“Remember, yes, do not eat carelessly!” The woman beside Daisy spoke again.
Stefani and Daisy's gaze met for a moment, then the beautiful girl still standing on the porch turned her face away. Stefani did the same. It can't linger. Nothing is obtained if you see a happy family at the door there. There will only be pain that Stefani feels.
I got what I deserved! He said to himself in his heart. Then start running again.
The gate is now visible. A sweat rose on his forehead as he pulled the small iron gate beside the main gate. Then he came out. The journey is still long to be able to reach the bus that will take him to the university.
Just about to cross the street, the sound of a horn that made his spirit fly in shock was heard. He closed his eyes, closed his ears too. Am I dead?