Soul Change
Like a Different Person

His reaction was greater than Mahardika had imagined. In his shadow Daisy will still enjoy the drink looks graceful and as if it does not care. Not that Mahardika is happy if ignored.

“Mas would like to be warm to the woman who poisoned me?” ask Daisy.

“Poisoned?” Mahardika. “We've already sent it to the doctor, and they say there's no poison there Daisy!”

“Mas Dika defended him?” Daisy's eyes widened in a strange way.

Mahardika nodded when she heard the allegations. He did not defend Stefani. He just doesn't like to give unfounded accusations to someone who might be innocent. Remember the law of presumption of innocence that is emphasized throughout the world.

“Daisy! I'm just telling you the truth. There was no poison in the drink we drank. It is not called defending if it reveals facts.”

Daisy hits the table where the mugs and tea cups are located with both of her palms. The two objects shook, rolled, and broke on the floor. Daisy's eyes were red and she stood up.

“Same!” Then the girl paced for a few seconds in front of Mahardika before then ruffled her waist. “It's better for Mas Dika to come home now!” banish him.

It took Mahardika a split second to digest what Daisy had just said to her. Then he sighed. “I'm wrong, Daisy! Stop this. It's not like your usual self!”

“What am I usually like, Mas Dika? I don't even know him!” daisy said against. “Now, go, please. I want a break!” daisy once again asked Mahardika to leave.

Mahardika restored a welcome on her head and then nodded before standing up and leaving. He walked to the balcony door and stood there for a few seconds, thinking how to apologize to Daisy. But he clearly realized that he was completely innocent.

Mahardika is completely astonished by the change that happened to Daisy overnight. The girl was still as usual last night how could it be like this now.

Mahardika also remembers giving something as a birthday present last night and Daisy said she would wear it well. However, it's not even in Daisy's body at the moment.

“I must be thinking too much. It is impossible for such a thing to happen!” Mahardika shakes her head to expel all the bad things that suddenly come to her.

He waved at Raise when he saw the maid walking across the living room hall.

“Ya, Young Master?” ask Raise.

Raise looked as if asking why Mahardika had left so quickly?

The betrothal that Mahardika and Daisy did was not based on any liking. It all started from the urge to connect the inter out. It's like an exchange of deals between his family and Daisy's family.

According to Mahardika itself there is absolutely no harm, because there is still a chance to refuse if one day Mahardika fell in love with someone else. However, Mahardika did not experience such a thing. He even likes the existence of Daisy who is indifferent, educated, able to control his feelings.

But today it was all like getting kicked. Rolling like a ball and away from Mahardika. Daisy is different from the one performed in the previous days.

“Dad!”

Mahardika stopped when she heard a voice that made her sick last night. Strangely, the distinct tone of voice drew his attention a little. Especially with the confident words spoken by the girl earlier. I'm Daisy!

The girl ran around and approached the man who was the age of Daisy. Looks awkward when helping to take a broomstick and hand it to the man. His face was bright, with no problems at all.

Surprisingly, Mahardika felt that the girl had told her the truth. But, the thing that the girl said confidently was definitely impossible.

“Young master?” Raise's voice that had been called jolted Mahardika, making her turn to the female servant.

“Ah, Daisy's mood is bad, so I'll leave now.” Mahardika saw Raise nod. “Not Daisy likes tea?”

“Then why did he ask for chocolate today?”

Raise.

“Thank you,” said Mahardika to Raise who please leave immediately.

***

Wanna go home, huh? Daisy wondered in her heart.

He deliberately went around in the park to see if there was a chance to meet his body accidentally. However, in addition to receiving angry gazes from other servants who are very royal with their employers. Nothing strange happened.

Stefani's father was editing some plants in the front garden. Daisy sees it and finds out how the garden always looks neat and beautiful every day. Apparently everyone in this residence had been working very hard.

“Dad!” Daisy screamed, looking at the broomstick lying not far from where she was standing.

“Oh, Stefani! Why are you here?” The old man whose head had been gray in color seemed to frantically rush down from the tall chair used to cut off the flower branch.

“Can I help Dad?” ask Daisy.

He remembers the sweeping ways he learned during SD. It won't be troublesome. Didn't he just finish washing the dishes for a while?

Stefani's father sighed deeply and rubbed his chin which began to grow tangled. “Stefani, you really like Mr Mahardika, huh?

“Ah?” Daisy was obviously shocked. But he doesn't talk like that. This time he was only really willing to help. What's wrong with washing dishes and sweeping?

“Love is not wrong, Stefani, but you must be aware of who you are in love with.”

Ah, the advice that Stefani's father had just given was to be heard by Stefani himself. But, unfortunately, the current Daisy in Stefani's body is not a real person.

“Dad ... this time I really want to help. Absolutely have no intentions like the one Dad just said!”

Well, although there is little other intention in Daisy's heart, it is not about Mahardika. He just wants to meet his own body.

“Back ... Dad doesn't need help!” reject Stefani's father, take the broomstick Daisy holds.

It's a misunderstanding. But Daisy felt sad. This is the same as when his father accused Daisy of doing evil things to his stepmom. Accusations are only because he doesn't like it. Exact same.

Stefani's father seems to realize that his words have made Daisy sad. “Stefani, I'm not mad at you!” the man said to Daisy.

That's when Mahardika passed them to get to her car. Daisy is glued, wanting to know how much Mahardika hears. Does the man want to know something and find the strangeness in him that's in there. But the Mahardika passed them, saying nothing.

Daisy held her breath until she heard the sound of the roar of the car engine slowly disappearing. Then he turned around in a daze. He would go back to Stefani's room, roll over there all day and rethink what could be done to meet her body.

“You can help me!” said Stefani's father.

Daisy stopped and looked and smiled. “Thank you, he said.

It was just that his feelings were not at all better than before.