Soul Change

Soul Change
Return to the Original Body (2)


Maulana heard a sentence that flashed out of her sister's mouth. He's surprised. Rushing to put the plates that will be placed on the dining table for breakfast containers. Her footsteps quickly led Maulana to where her father and sister were.


“What is this?” maulana asked the two men.


His father stared with tears in his eyes, while Stefani, the younger brother turned his face away in an unnatural way. No one of the two men seemed to be telling her what was really going on.


“Dad,” call Maulana with discomfort.


His eyes forced him to say something, but again no one of the two men would grant Maulana any wish. Because he could not force his father, Maulana looked at the younger brother. Her sister's feelings may be uncomfortable due to nightmares. It could also be because of the girl's monthly guest who came last night. But it will definitely improve again as time passes. They just made up.


“Stefani, can you tell me what really happened?” ask Maulana.


Stefani did not turn to Maulana at first. He called out his sister's name once more to confirm that he needed an answer from Stefani. Maulana's sister was a menole with a sour face that could not be described with words.


“I have no interest in explaining it to Sister.”


That familiar ketus tone, which occasionally slid from Stefani's mouth first, sometimes made him act rudely out of anger. He finally heard it again. Though Maulana hopes that the lives of her sisters will not return to that stage again.


“Should you say what?” ask Maulana.


Hands clenched. He wondered what was wrong with his question. He was convinced that he meant nothing bad to Stefani. He just wanted to ask why his father and sister quarreled, not the face thing if he saw the tension in the family and Maulana acted as a mediator.


Stefani did not reply, just glanced at him with a slight huff and then turned around. The girl slammed the door of the room hard in front of Maulana and the father.


“What happened to him?” maulana asked not understanding.


Handoko nodded slowly. His hands began to stretch out his chest. Maulana more or less understood what her father felt. Not only because of worry, but also because they feel they have made a mistake so this happens.


“Already! Maybe this is just because his mood is not good!” Handoko turned around and went to the kitchen, took the dishes Maulana left on the edge of the dining table and placed them in front of each of the chairs that were the same number as them.


“Daddy .. I'm not stupid to understand what Stefani is trying to say!” Maulana.


What Handoko was working on stopped. He sat slowly in the chair. Her tears began to fall. He painstakingly removed it immediately with the back of his hand. He tried not to sob, but clearly did not succeed. The sound of sobbing made Maulana's feelings become bitter.


“I'll call him! He should know that ...”


“No! Nah! Just leave Maulana. It's my fault that I can't raise you well. Leave it!” tell Handoko with a raucous voice. “Come, we have breakfast! You're going to the office, right?” Handoko forced herself to smile.


Just looking at all that makes Maulana's feelings become increasingly uncomfortable. Not that they all got along yesterday. Wasn't the one at the dinner table and laughing at Maulana's story yesterday was Stefani. How could everything suddenly change like this. Where is his true fault?


After watching the ceiling of her room for a few minutes and not even changing her sleeping position in the slightest, Daisy decides she may be hallucinating. He may be so homesick with the ceiling of his room that he dreams of this.


He sat down, took off his blanket which suddenly felt soft in his fingers and then folded up immediately. He made his bed which also felt wider. His head was still screaming that Daisy was still dreaming.


He heard the sound of the door being knocked, thinking that the one who came was Maulana or Handoko who woke him up for breakfast.


“Nona ... have you woken up?”


Daisy's action suddenly stopped. He tried to listen carefully, but the voice was no longer heard. However, when Daisy comes back she will make her bed. The voice of Raise who had not greeted him for a long time was heard again.


“Raise .. is that you?”


Raise laughed and it was very real for Daisy. He looked back up at the stars on the ceiling that were slowly circulating, as well as his bed that suddenly became big. His eyes circled the room and recognized it as his own room.


Daisy ran towards the large mirror in the room and looked at her reflection. This is her, not Stefani's face anymore. He was strangled in excitement and jumped up and down happily.


“Nona! Missis! What happened!” raise shouted in panic after listening to Daisy's screams.


Daisy rushed towards the door and opened the door wide. Upon seeing Raise's face, Daisy quickly hugged her closest servant's tube.


“This is you, right? Really Raise?” ask Daisy not to believe it.


“Ten-tu only, Miss! You scared me! What the hell is going on! Jeez ... Miss!’ Raise showed various expressions on her face. From being happy, to being afraid, to being confused.


Obviously it happened, because Daisy suddenly became strange than usual. Daisy may have been acting really shitty a while back. He must have made it difficult for all his servants. He has made it difficult for many people who know him. Even though he learned a lot about it.


Daisy stopped cheering and jumped. He nodded a little to control himself. “Can you prepare my clothes while I shower, Raise?” daisy asked elegantly and gracefully.


Raise seems to find her employer who was lost some time ago. His eyes were delighted. “What do you want to use, Miss?” ask Raise excitedly.


Daisy thought for a moment. “Something convenient like cardingan and jeans.”


Raise's head looked down, thinking or even looking at Daisy in surprise. “Alright, Miss, I will prepare it!” rias answered even though her forehead was still wrinkled from thinking.


Daisy turned around and walked into the bathroom. He misses the aroma therapy soap used. But, stop the move immediately. “What time is Pak Handoko up to?” tanyakanya.