Soul Change
Lost Jewelry (1)
“Stefani! Come here!”
The lecturer called Stefani after the class ended. It's strange, because Stefani believes he didn't make a mistake. He tidied up his things quickly and then sipped his bag while walking forward. Several students turned to look at Stefani as she passed by.
“Ya, Sir?” Stefani approached, a little worried and stood awkwardly in front of the lecturer.
“First, you didn't even concentrate on the material I delivered in the classroom today. Second, how can you do the task in a careless way like this?” The lecturer threw a blue map onto the table. There's Stefani's name on the map.
Stafani keeps the map in mind and is sure he is not the one working on it. This must have been a deposit of duty from Daisy while inside her body. He also could not deny that he was not the one who had done the task.
“There is a little problem, sir, so I'm less than maximal in working on it!” Stefani finally gave the excuse.
“Not maximum! Didn't you hear what I just said. You do it carelessly! You have no intention of getting good grades from my class, huh?” The lecturer accused Stefani immediately.
This lecturer is notoriously strict. But this time Stefani was pressed like this. Usually this man explains better what students do not do well.
“Not so, sir, I just have a little problem, kok!” Stefani again gave reasons that might be accepted by his lecturer. “I will repeat this work and submit the result tomorrow!” Stefani immediately made an appointment.
“No need! Just do the task I asked for!” The lecturer was breathing. He arranged all his modules that were still scattered and took his briefcase. “You're dating, huh? Because it is not at all interested in value anymore?” accuse the lecturer to Stefani.
Stefani surprised. What does this have to do with personal problems with the lecturer? He looked around quickly and realized that he was alone in the classroom right now.
“Sorry, sir, what's the problem, huh?” tanya Stefani emphasizes politeness very well. He said he would get into trouble if he lost control now.
“Your life is hard! I hope you choose people well and don't be careless!” After saying such a thing, Stefani was left with nothing.
Stefani stood like a statue for a long time. He didn't understand why he got treated like this from a lecturer who didn't even know how Stefani lived.
Maybe what the teacher said was true. Stefani's life is hard enough now and she must carefully choose anything in her life. Whether it was a job or just what book he would buy today as material to skip. But others clearly cannot dictate Stefani's life at will.
He remembered the annoying thing he had because of Daisy at the cafe. How the girl who never even felt the world's bitterness said Stefani had to change. Daisy obviously only briefly became her yesterday. The girl has no right to know.
“I really don't think it out! How could anyone else so easily interfere in my life like this!” stefani.
He decided to go home now. Really go home and then lock yourself up.
***
If you do not want your business to be meddled in then do not try to interfere in the affairs of others.
It was the kind of unwritten law that Daisy should have memorized long ago. He should no longer be bothered by anything that happens in his life. Daisy has been the subject of others' spectacle for a long time, why she should feel upset when asked by Handoko.
His frustration was clearly shown. Daisy slammed the car door without saying anything to Mr. Handoko and with a sour face across the rest of the yard until it reached the terrace.
“What happened something?” Daisy is greeted by the only person she doesn't want to meet right now.
“Even your manners are no more now, huh? I am your mother!”
Daisy wants to laugh and turns to the woman who just confirmed her position verbally to Daisy. “I know very well!” Daisy answered slowly and with great emphasis.
He noticed the clothes his stepmother was wearing now. A dres that does not match his age. The necklace and other accessories used were also too flashy.
“Do Papa know that you are almost like a walking jewelry store when out of the house?” Daisy's forehead creased as she said what was on her mind.
The woman who became Daisy's stepmother did not answer. He moves his bag and then leaves Daisy.
Daisy can only watch the woman's departure until she disappears from behind the door. Once he was sure that his stepmother would not return Daisy waved at a waitress who was wiping porcelain in the living room.
“Ya, Miss?” The waiter ran to meet Daisy.
“What does Mrs Aida often go out of the house with such jewelry?” ask Daisy.
The waiter looks over Daisy's shoulder before giving an answer. “Saying other maids so Madam. Continues to be missing one!”
“Ah, missing one? Meaning?” Daisy doesn't understand what her servant has to say.
“Begini Miss. Later when back Madam Aida will take off all her jewelry and then arranged back by a waiter who special care for knick-knacks, he said there is always something missing!”
Daisy's eyebrows shot up for a moment. He believes Aida left by car. So the reason of being snatched and falling on the street is definitely not there.
“Yes, already, thank you, you can go back to work!”
The waiter looked down at Daisy and she passed away.
Raise her own servant welcomes Daisy in the upstairs living room. Raise seems to have just finished cleaning her own room.
“How do you think a piece of jewelry can disappear after using Raise?” ask Daisy without any intention.
He was happy not to have to meet his father and only met Aida. He hates to think what to do with a man who raised him alone.
“If not fall yes stolen, Miss!” answer Raise.
Raise opens the balcony door so that natural air can enter.
“There's one more, Raise. You can leave it to someone else and no one will know as long as you don't open your own mouth or get stalked!”
Daisy thinks she should hire a detective now!”