Soul Change
Maulana and Her Disgust (1)

“Ka-kak?”

It's mortifying. Wherever Daisy sees it, what Maulana is doing is embarrassing. There are people who will suddenly come and then accuse others of doing bad things suddenly without proof. A kidnapping? Sure enough, Azzam just offered to go to the bookstore together.

“Why silence?” maulana asked while shaking her waist.

“Kakak .. however I see this is very embarrassing,” Daisy muttered quite clearly.

Maulana and Azzam turned their heads in unison, certainly can be clearly medapati if the face of the girl standing in the middle of them reddened in shame. He glared at Maulana warning that if the man was still talking nonsense, he would be hated for life. Errata, as long as she's still Daisy in Stefani's body of course.

“What's a shame? I'm just saying the right thing. He suddenly just invited a girl away without guardian permission, his name is kidnapping!” As soon as Maulana still insisted to make himself win.

“Ahh ... whatever!” lamented Daisy. “I'll go with you, Azzam, pick me up in thirty minutes! I want to find some books to read!”

Daisy instantly remembers the rest of the money in her wallet after a few days of spending on pocket money and cheaper equipment as her own. “Ah, I will find one suitable book for me to read!” daisy said, correcting her own intentions.

“What do you mean go with him?” ask Maulana.

But Daisy ignored him. He entered the house leaving Maulana and Azzam in front. Maulana catches up and intercepts Daisy in front of the room. Glared in disbelief at Daisy's decision.

“You can't go with him!” about Maulana.

“Why? Because he's a kidnapper? Brother ... ah, I know Brother is dear to me. But making me know nothing is not a good way to love. Brother has been doing this for a long time, right? Keep the opposite sex away from me?”  ask Daisy.

Actually this is just his guess. The real Stefani hardly has any friends who are either female or male. Strange, considering how Daisy has enough people pretending to be her friends.

“I did this for your own good!” Maulana.

Daisy almost laughed. “ Isolating humans from other humans is not a good deed, Brother. Big brother does not make me smarter than anyone else.”

Maulana looked surprised by Daisy's words. He took a step back and became even more awkward than before. Daisy thinks it's best she doesn't soften in the least. That way Maulana can find out that his actions to Stefani are wrong.

Maulana turned back. Before long Daisy could hear the sound of the door slamming shut. Then Daisy could breathe. He felt bad to have to be strict with Maulana. But he had to do it for the good of Stefani and his older brother.

Daisy laces her clothes immediately. He spent a few minutes just to attack Maulana. As he polished the lipglos on his lips, a horn sounded from outside. Daisy rushed to snatch her sling bag of tires running out. Azzam was outside the fence, looking relaxed with jeans and a shirt in use.

“What are you waiting for?” ask Daisy to know.

“No! Not for long at all. I just got there!” said Azzam while thrusting a helmet at Daisy.

“What is Brother Maulana inside?” ask Azzam.

“Because it seems I should ask permission not to be accused of kidnapping!” Azzam chuckled as he said. Nothing funny is said. Maybe it's just a groggy form of what he's going to do. Azzam seemed to think correctly of Maulana's words.

“My sister is a bit strange for some things, you don't need to put her words in your heart!” ban Daisy.

Daisy hopes that what was said to Maulana was taken care of. He did not want Maulana to repeat the same act of cutting off the social relations of himself or the original Daisy. Excessive worry is not good for anyone including the real Stefani.

“But, what Brother Maulana said is true. I should have asked someone for permission when I asked you! What if something bad happens?”

“You intend to harm me?” tuding Daisy quickly.

“No! How could I do such a bad thing!” Azzam was clearly panicked to hear such an accusation. However, his expression immediately changed as soon as he knew the accusation was just a joke Daisy alone. “I don't want you to experience anything bad Stefani. Really!”

“Alright! It'll be bad when they get to the bookstore and they're not open yet. Do you think we're not leaving too soon?” Stefani finished with his helmet and is now trying to get on the seat of the Azzam motorcycle.

“No! Just chill. The bookstore opens at 9 a.m. By the time we get there it should have been opened!” Azzam is turning on the bike now.

Before long they had been driving on the road leading to the middle of the city.

***

TEEET! TEEET!

Maulana gasps for the horn of the pickup car behind her. He looked up and looked confused. Even he did not react at all despite being scolded by the owner of the pick up. As soon as the mid-level vehicle passed, then Maulana drove back. His mind was full of many things one of which was the words of his sister earlier.

“Am I wrong?”

During the drive to the office the question haunts Maulana very loudly, making her almost hit another person's car bamper many times for not being able to focus. He even regretted having to use a motorcycle to go to the office in this complicated mind.

“What happened to you?” ask Mahardika who arrived at the same time with Maulana.

Maulana glanced at the boss as well as her friend a little before taking another breath. It made Maulana glare because she did not understand, of course, confusion as well.

“What's wrong with me? I just greeted you, right?” said Mahardika upset with Maulana's attitude.

“Tell me, am I really overreacting?” maulana asked Mahardika.

Once again Mahardika stared in confusion. Maulana had just met her, but was immediately asked a puzzling question. Mahardika needed some explanation before answering.

“I'll explain it while logged in!” said Maulana and returned the young man heaving a heavy deep sigh.