Soul Change
Dinner Plan (1)

Maulana really wanted to hide in the hole yesterday. He cannot enjoy the ketoprak that has been ordered, he said, but it was a pleasure to get Stefani to eat after seeing how reluctant his sister was to step foot in to sit on the shovelling ketoprak on the sidewalk near the inner guard post.

At the sight of how reluctant Stefani was to step foot closer, Maulana wanted to shout with a huff. “I won't poison you!”

Even happier, Stefani finally made her own breakfast after almost ten days of not cooking. The fried eggs are a little greasy. Fried rice is also less seasoning. Even the sweet tea he made was bland and somewhere the tea bag disappeared. However, as long as Stefani makes it, Maulana intends to spend it all.

“You sure I don't want to just drive?” mualana asked once again as she pushed her bike out of the garage in the back.

Stefani seemed to follow him and from the rearview mirror saw his sister was flirting. “No need! Brother is a hassle!”

Maulan stopped and looked back. “I have absolutely no trouble!” Maulana.

Stefani chuckled at Maulana's false voice as she spoke.

“Office and campus directions opposite. I can leave by myself!” the word Daisy refuses with reason very reasonable.

Maulana just wants to spend more time with her sister. But, it seems that even though he has opened up little by little, Stefani still refuses to linger with him too close. The magic of running yesterday, Stefani didn't run away.

“Then let me stop you until the stop!” maulana Pinta.

Luckily, Stefani did not refuse. He climbed into the boncer after Maulana started the engine. There is a desire to just go to the Stefani campus, but Maulana's conscience reminds him that he will lose if he breaks the promise.

“Sometimes let me drop you off!”

Stefani nodded. From his rearview mirror Maulana could see that Stefani was waving as he left. The pleasure of the relationship being one step better made Maulana smile to herself. The feeling of pleasure brought him to the office.

He does not care about people who end up thinking Maulana crazy.

“Wah, look who's been smiling since morning. Did you just win the lottery? Or in the end you get a girlfriend?” guess Mahardika who just came and swung her car keys.

Maulana's bright face suddenly became sullen. He had the desire to stuff something into the mouth of Mahardika.

“You won't envy what I got, why should I tell you,” stump Maulana is upset.

He took off his jacket, leaving only his long-sleeved shirt. Then comb a little of her hair with a finger. He sat down and began to prepare his table.

“Tell me that? Although it does not make me envious at all.”

Despite saying no to say it, Maulana still wanted to be proud of what her sister did. So he puffed his chest and closed his eyes to remember his surprise because Stefani made him breakfast this morning.

“Jeez, why so long!” exclaimed Mahardika annoyed. Sounds like an impatient woman.

Maulana did it intentionally. He laughed because it worked. “Stefani made me breakfast this morning. After 10 days ... and she smiles give it!”

Mahardika gawking.

Maulana did not care about Mahardika's expression, or the man later said that he was not interested at all. After all, Mahardika should not be interested in Stefani. There will be a very big problem if there is interest between Mahardika and her sister.

“Do I have breakfast at your place tomorrow?”

“Eat him, I can't let you just enjoy it alone. You should share the fun with your friends!” mahardika said gladly.

His expression seemed to say: I won't let you have fun alone, so I have to come along.

“No! With a man who has rejected my sister in a sadistic way. No. Big No!” Maulana crossed her hands on her chest, as an indisputable refusal. He then turned his head to look at Mahardika's sad expression.

Maulana knew very well that Mahardika was innocent of Stefani. His sister who had already made trouble and caused everything to be awkward.

“I really didn't mean to hurt him. Nor did I mean to make him misunderstand my kindness, Maulana. You know very well I respect your sister!” mahardika said with sad eyes.

“How about dinner? He promised to make it tonight too today. I don't know what the results are because it seems my brother's cooking ability has dropped dramatically.” Maulana was never angry at Mahardika. That's why he slapped Stefani instead of Maulana. He knows the right and wrong thing.

Mahardika nodded happily. Then he took a light step towards his own desk.

Maulana began her work by contacting each section to submit reports. Thirty minutes later the door of Mahardika's room was knocked and one by one from the representatives of the section who entered to give a stack of reports.

***

Daisy cook?

Mahardika is characterized by the shape, type of food, and how Daisy makes it. Almost five years engaged, not once did Daisy give a special opportunity to Mahardika tasting made. Only occasionally will Daisy pour tea and choose the type of snack that is enjoyed together.

He was annoyed, envious, and also wanted to throw a punch while exclaiming to Maulana: Don't take the chance to eat my fiance's cooking!

But obviously he can't do that. Daisy had already stressed to her that this exchange of souls was only considered a joke to people. There is no such case.

“But, it's a chance. I might be able to ask Daisy what exactly happened before the soul exchange took place,” muttered Mahardika very slowly when she went to her desk and did not hide how happy she was invited by Maulana.

He just needs to finish all the files in time and go home by dragging Maulana. He could have invited his friend who temporarily became Daisy's sister, because his fiancee felt in Stefani's body.

“I'm still curious about your arrival yesterday!” maulana said after the envoys from all parts of the company came out. The file makes Maulana drown.

Mahardika is worried about not being able to finish the job on time.

“Not have you heard my excuses? Why are you still asking?” Mahardika finished signing the two files, set them aside on the right side and took the others. He checked carefully and quickly and completed the marking.

“First, you never did. Second, you escaped from Miss Daisy before and took me to the joke spot!”

Maulana appears briefly and disappears again in the pile of files.

Mahardika understood what was meant by the place of the joke that the man said. Well, not knowing what happened, of course, Mahardika's friend said something like a joke.

“Everybody can change overnight.”

There was no response from Maulana. It means that the man admitted that such a thing could have happened.