Soul Change
It Seems Different
Aida seemed overjoyed for reasons currently unknown to Ibn. He had to ask, about the money involved in the report and what exactly his second wife was planning. Daisy doesn't eat in the dining room.
Since his biological mother died and then Ibn brought Aida home because it was considered to be a good mother figure for his daughter, Daisy no longer eats with them.
“Today I asked the cook to provide butter fried chicken like we ate at the restaurant at that time. Mas, like it?” ask Aida cheerfully.
Ibnu looked at the dinner table and found the menu that Aida had just told him. He was interested, but did not really have an appetite today. He let Aida serve as usual without much protest.
“So here's enough, right, Mas?’ aida asked ibn.
“Ya, thank you! You also sit down and eat. I can take the rest myself!’ ibnu.
“What kid is making trouble again?” ask Aida hurry.
As time passed, Aida's attitude, which seemed like a good mother, gradually disappeared. Although sometimes he still seems very attentive to Diasay, but most of him behaved quite indifferently. Especially since Daisy's 20th birthday is almost a mess.
“No! He doesn't make trouble.” In Ibnu's heart added that Daisy only tried to ignore him longer, as in previous days. He was quite used to being considered a stranger by his own daughter. “Aida, did you take a large amount of money from the assistant who takes care of home expenses.”
The spoon that led into Aida's mouth came to a halt and he stared pouting at Ibnu. “Do I have no right to use money? Don't you have an obligation to give birth to a living for me as well?” ask Aida.
Ibnu. “I'm not saying that you have no right to use money. What I ask is why did you then make a difference in the report? What was? Is this something I shouldn't know?”
“It's not because I'm hiding something, okay? I just need some money. My family needs it!”
Ibnu could imagine a family called Aida. Consisting of Aida's father and mother who is old, then the two younger sisters who until now have not found a permanent job.
“This fortune belongs to Daisy!”
“I know! You don't have to tell me anymore. Sometimes you are so annoying to Ibnu. You brought me here to replace your late wife who died and became the child's mother. Though you know that he does not accept me!” Aida threw out her spoon, completely uninterested in eating and leaving.
“Actually between the two who is more mature?” ask Ibnu slowly.
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Lunch was not good at all. Not because of the taste of the food, but he was alone. If Stefani is in the body, there will be someone accompanying her. It could be Maulana, or Handoko. It could be Azzam at college or his new friend.
“Raise!” call Daisy.
“Ya, Miss!” With alacrity the servant called Daisy appeared for a moment.
“Can you accompany me to eat here?”
Raise raised her head and was shocked to hear the request. “I'm sorry, Miss, where can I do that.”
Daisy could only sigh softly at that kind of rejection. He missed the commotion on the living room table where Handoko lived. Or a cafe next to a crowded department building and like a place for gladiators when the clock is empty.
As an option because she could not invite Raise to eat together, Daisy decided to finish her meal quickly. As soon as he finished eating he went downstairs, looking for Handoko. The man he found near the garage with lunch with some other male workers at home.
“Jeez, Miss, what's the matter you're looking for here?” exclaimed one of the workers when he saw Daisy behind Handoko.
Stefani and Maulana's father put the plate filled with food and stood up quickly. “Do you want to be escorted somewhere, Miss?”
Daisy's gaze leads to the workers' food. It's just a balado egg and spinach. Everyone there seems to enjoy it. “What food is not less?” ask Daisy.
In the confusion on everyone's faces, the workers were bemoaning. Daisy herself does not understand what is being done now.