Soul Change
I'm Sorry! (2)

“Why is Dad here?”

Handoko immediately turned to the open window and found her eldest son still with a helmet down. He smiled and moved his hand as if to throw out and open the door.

“Yes, Miss Daisy is here!”

Handoko tells her son, though she is convinced that Maulana already knows about it. He leaned against the car door staring at the quiet parking lot. It seems only in the morning and home from work the place will be crowded.

“I'm really sorry for that this morning Dad,” Maulana said softly, sounding sad and full of regrets.

“You're just angry because he's outrageous. But you don't have to do it Maulana. I did do everything he accused me of!” handoko. She felt her chest squeezed, painful and made her want to cry. However, Handoko was too old to cry.

“He's not what I've seen these few days. I think my sister has finally changed! I think he finally understands that we love him!” Maulana.

Handoko felt that way too. However, his treatment had indeed been as long as Stefani had said. His regret was not too late, but it would definitely be hard to get his daughter to receive all her good treatment now.

“Ah, there is Brother Maulana here.”

Both of them turned towards the voice. Daisy smiled very brightly a few steps away from them.

“Do you feel the same feeling as me Maulana?” handoko asked her eldest son.

“Ya,” replied Maulana immediately. “How are you Miss Daisy?”

“Good! I think Maulana is the most diligent, it turns out Mahardika is the one. He was already in the office and glaring at the file when I entered his room earlier. What's the reason you're late?” tany Daisy is excited.

“Fried cornet rice!”

Daisy chuckles a little, shakes her head. “What's with it?” tanyanya sounded curious.

“I had trouble making it because never. But after two attempts, I succeeded!”

Daisy nodded, as if the conversation about corned beef fried rice was so very important and worthy of attention. “I'm curious to feel? Definitely delicious!” he exuberantly.

“Yeah, a little bit salty!” maulana said a little embarrassed for getting compliments for her efforts. But somehow he felt happy.

“Pak Handoko, now take me to a friend's house!” Daisy circles the car to get to the side next to her. “When can I taste fried rice made by Kak Maulana?” ask Daisy before getting in the car.

Maulana. Then wave for the last time.

***

“I met your fiance outside, with my father!”

“Together with your father?”

Maulana. “For reasons I can't understand, Daisy asked my father to be her personal driver yesterday. Dad agreed to it because it meant a raise. I'm happy because I finally got to add savings for Stefani.”

“Doesn't he feel different?’ ask Mahardika.

Maulana shakes her head not understanding. What feels different? He felt a familiar feeling, but not strange. It was like a feeling where everything had returned to its place.

“He is not the same as yesterday! She is the Daisy I met as before, who understands and understands what happened.”

Maulana opened her mouth, would allow, but did not so, because she did not know Daisy was right at all. To him before Daisy, the girl was just one of the people her father served.

“I told you! There must be something wrong, right? There must be something that caused all of that to happen.”

However, Maulana did not need to think about it. No, it has nothing to do with him. He then yawned and placed an additional file that the Mahardika had to complete today.

“It's still morning. How did you yawn impolitely in front of me?” asked Mahardika while frowning.

“Sorry, I can't just stop it. I got up early to prepare something for my sister. But, well ... there is a problem that happens!” the word Maulana explains, not looking for excuses.

“Your sister .. doesn't she also feel a little different?”

Maulana was silent, thinking for a while and indeed felt something different. But not so, either. He rarely chatted with Stefani, even when Sunday came. When the holiday came to him, Maulana preferred to help her father in the park. While Stefani, he clearly did not know what his sister was doing.

“Looks like I have a lot to talk to him!” said Maulana suddenly.

While reaching for the one file Maulana had just given, Mahardika asked, “Something happened to your sister?”

“I slapped him this morning. Because he's outrageous. Now I realize I don't know anything about him. I don't even know what I want.” Maulana regretted, already slapped into Stefani's cheek.

“There are so many that we cannot control Maulana, you just need to change it with all our might!” Mahardika.

Maulana nodded in agreement.

***

“Do you want to come here?”

It's not like the usual Maya. What kind of treatment has been given to one of the friends in the quotes by Stefani who was in his body yesterday.

“Certainly want to see you?” answer Daisy.

Whatever the reason Maya is angry now must be because of her mistake. Daisy has often faced this, she does not need to be humble and just apologize. People around him are used to using it. And so is Daisy. They are like a symbiotic relationship of mutualism, mutually beneficial to each other.

“No need! Don't you not like me?”

“I'm sorry I said that. That's why I'm meeting you! There was so much pressure and I couldn't control myself that it exploded like that.” Daisy's a little unhappy about having to make excuses. He has no faults seen from any side. But the one who did that was his body and it was not good at all.

“I know you're having a lot of trouble on your birthday. I've heard it! But, why are you evil to me!”

Compared to Lola, Daisy prefers Maya who does not like to interfere at all. He likes quiet girls who often sit with him if there is or is no Lola near them.

“I'm really sorry, Maya. If this happens again you can slap me!” daisy said sure.

Daisy won't do anything bad to Maya or the people nearby on campus. So the only one who can do such a bad thing is Stefani.

If there's a chance, Daisy wants to see Stefani properly to ask her why she did it. What exactly was Daisy's fault so hated. He doesn't have what Stefani, a family has, and Daisy doesn't want to make trouble for the girl either.

“You did it so badly!” maya said back, still crying.

“I'm sorry!” daisy said sincerely. “To whom else have I given trouble?”

“Everything! Maybe!” answer Maya.

Daisy had expected it not to be a good trip. The business he was about to settle was longer than expected.