Soul Change
Mysterious Little Bottle

“My birthday will be later, Brother can come home quickly, right?”

Stefani put down the last dish for dinner and waited for an answer. His eyes shifted to his father who enjoyed the dish without a sound. No one is interested at all. Stefani should have given up years earlier. No one will congratulate you on the day of your birth.

“Ya, already then!”

Stefani tried to understand as she always did. He enjoyed a quiet dinner like he never said anything.

If only I had people who were on my side no matter what. Stefani is in the heart. He stopped scooping the food, and turned his head towards the large house that looked from the pavilion window.

“What are you looking at?”

Stefani gasped, she turned her head and found her father staring fiercely. It was strange to feel such an angry look for no reason on him. She could not even cry and became the accused murderer of her mother.

“Detect all!” the order of his father who had finished eating.

Stefani nodded, without a sound. He let his brother and father go first so that he could be alone, and began to cry. Wondering why he was in this ostracized place felt so stupid.

Prangs!

The plate in his hand broke.

“What is it?” His father's screams blared for a moment, bringing footsteps closer. “You really ... I don't know what to say to you!”

Normally, Stefani would accept abuse, sometimes violence. Just a small push on his head, or a pinch on his shoulder, but it always felt many times more painful.

“Will Fani settle soon, Yah!”

“Indeed it must be so! Let alone your use in this house besides!” hardik Stefani's.

Then he steps away, leaving Stefani alone with broken plates and mixed feelings. He lifted one by one broken plates. He moved everything into a clear plastic bag. Before throwing it into the trash can at the side door, Stefani first cleaned the living room table which also serves as a dining table.

Before long, he then carried the broken plates that were inside the clear plastic bag into the trash. It was night, the atmosphere of the road beside the house which was a small alley was deserted. Sayup-sayup is heard the sound of the knock of the fried rice maker who is shallow in the kolan, as well as the sound of a vehicle that is not as crowded during the day.

Carefully placed the clear plastic on the edge, close to the door of the trash. He doesn't want that shit out of the tub that often gets hurt. It was all that occurred to him as a kindness.

“Why sad, Neng?”

Stefani's naked. He retreated in haste and then his foot hit the steps near the side fence and fell. His butt hit the concrete hard. Pain, terrace pain.

“Gosh ... be careful, Neng!”

What greeted him was an old man, his hair white, with teeth that were almost all dislodged. He remembered a character in a soap opera that had been watched. An old warrior with long white hair.

“Ma-af, Cake, I'm shocked! I thought there was no one!”

The old man chuckled, moving closer to Stefani.

It must be very rude for Stefani to run away now. The urge to escape was so great that Stefani was willing to trade whatever she had now just to be able to run inside. But, it still survives. His head imprinted the sentence: After all, only old geezer.

“Those feelings of envy move someone, son, make him stronger, try harder!”

Stefani had no idea what grandfather was trying to tell her. He stood up slowly, patting his hands on his pants.

“Then excuse me, Cake,” said Stefani pamit. Ignoring the words that came out of Grandpa's mouth just now.

Stefani, who had turned her body, pushed the gate wider open, did not step. He turned his body back so he could see his grandfather.

“Grandfather knows where?” ask Stefani suspiciously.

There are bad people who pretend to be good. Maybe this grandpa is one of them.

“Just know. You want me to give you a gift?”

The question the old man asked was very tempting. Stefani examines the old man from top to bottom. His appearance was not convincing at all. Even the grandfather is more arguably a fraud.

“No, Cake, thank you!” reject Stefani.

Then he turned back. He thought, why would he trust a grandfather who did not look rich, but said he would give a gift. Instead Stefani is likely to share the food he has at home with the grandfather.

The hand that gripped Stefani's wrist felt rough. He immediately jerked his hand until the grasp of the grandfather was released.

“Grandfather don't be insolent!’ exciting Stefani windy.

The white-haired old grandfather chuckled, not at all offended. He gave her a small bottle of liquid that looked like perfume.

“Drink this and ask for anything! You will be surprised by what happens after!” the grandfather's message to her.

“Ah?” Stefani doesn't understand.

The liquid in the small bottle was very suspicious. Is it poison?

Because Stefani never took it, the grandfather took Stefani's hand again and placed it on his palm. “You will know if you have drunk it!” said the grandfather.

After seeing Stefani keep the thing in his pocket, the new grandfather turned around and left. While walking the grandfather hummed, the content of his sentence was not at all clear.

Stefani turned back, pushed the gate open wider and into the yard. When he looked outside when pulling the fence to be covered by the grandfather who should still look no longer there. It was as if the old man was running with all his might avoiding Stefani.

Prangs!

Stefani heard the sound of something breaking again as she held the handle of her pavilion door. House deserted. His father and brother must have gone to sleep. Faintly Stefani hears Daisy's voice screaming displeased.

He wondered what was going on inside the big house. But he had no reason to enter the house now.

“Why did you throw away the plate for so long?”

Stefani was shocked. The living room light was off, so he did not expect that his father was sitting in the dark.

“It's okay, Dad!” answer Stefani. He could not tell his father if he met a strange person who gave him a small bottle of suspicious liquid. He could feel the bottle in his pants pocket right now.

“You're stealing hear what happened in the main house?” accuse the father.

Stefani is interested. But it's obviously pointless to know what happened to Daisy. Daisy's family isn't the same as her. The girl was happy, had almost everything.

“Do not interfere which is none of your business!”

Then the father went inside. Stefani could hear the sound of her father's room door shrinking as it closed.

“If it doesn't concern me, why would I interfere!” mumbling slowly.