
Mahardika waits for Daisy in the front garden of the pavilion. On a four-branched footpath, one of its branches delivers anyone back to the front yard, where vehicles are parked and the entrance to the garage. As soon as he saw Daisy coming out of the pavilion door, Mahardika waved like someone who had just met.
“How do you get permission to drop me off? Maulana won't let him!” Mahardika chuckled little at the slightly embarrassing behavior of her subordinates but made her heart comfortable with it. “I've never seen it overprotective against someone!”
“He loves his sister!” daisy's answer is certain.
Even if you have a sister like Maulana be it a boy or a girl Mahardika will love you.
“So, what did you tell Maulana to get permission to come out and take me?” ask Mahardika again.
Daisy directs something in front of Mahardika. He squinted a little to see what was in the girl's hand. He then chuckles a little when he finds out that Daisy's hand is garlic that he hates.
“I said I'd give you this if you turned into a beast under the moonlight,” said the girl with a laugh.
Mahardika also laughed with him.
The park is quiet at night because most servants are no longer active outside. They were more numerous inside the main house. So the spy who had previously glanced over curiously vanished instantly. After stopping his laughter, Mahardika stared at the end of her pantofel shoes.
“While I wish, I cannot be a beast by seeing if it is not your face that is there!”
Daisy stops stepping, letting Mahardika take a step further first. After that, it just went back. “I know that this will feel awkward!” daisy said slowly.
“Not that I don't love you anymore. It's just ...”
“I get it, really! You don't have to explain it to me. Because I also feel awkward being in this body. Everything that happened to me was strange and strange. But, I like it. Can you see how the people in the family treat me, right?”
“Yes, they're fun people. I feel safe because you are with them!” Mahardika.
The man got to the front of his own car, then turned his waist back to look at Daisy. Then he stepped into the car door, pulling it open. “A very good dinner! Thank you for taking me!”
“I didn't even expect that the results would be good. My fried rice this morning was tasteless and a bit charred!” Daisy rubbed her hands together like a cold person.
“Ah, I know why Maulana was so happy when she got to the office. You gave him immunity in the form of fried rice apparently.”
“What is it? Where can fried rice become immunity. For people like us, such little things will get you excited again!” terang Mahardika's.
“We?” Daisy did not understand the name “kami” which Mahardika pronounced.
“Already! Bye!”
Mahardika could not explain what she meant as “Kami”. As he turned on the car engine and the lights flashed highlighting Daisy, it appeared to him that the girl's face was pouting. He feels funny because he realizes that Daisy can also be childish like that.
He turned his car, and began to drive out of the courtyard of Aghra's family home. The gatekeeper who also served as a security guard opened the gate even before Mahardika's car got there. He drove smoothly and reached the main road of the road.
It was eight o'clock the night he came out. The traffic jams that usually rule the streets in the afternoon are gone. Half an hour later Mahardika had reached the entrance of her housing and reached her own yard.
A servant greeted Mahardika's arrival outside the entrance. His face looked worried.
“What's up?”
His parents' condition has been a little bad lately. Mahardika became worried that the condition of both of them got worse.
“Young Master is wanted Big Master! It seems that Master is very angry!”
He saw the waiter nod to convince Mahardika.
However, Mahardika did not understand why her father was angry. Mahardika felt she had done nothing wrong at the company. Nor did he make any mistakes in acting. The company's profits have also increased from last year.
“Thank you for telling me! You can go inside again now.”
The servant bowed to Mahardika and went in first from Mahardika.
Mahardika sighed a few times, preparing to face unexpected problems. Once finished, he set foot firmly into the house. He passed through the living room quickly, as well as the living room and turned to the right.
A large door painted brown and glazed by lacquer. The door looks magnificent and a little scary.
“Papi, this is Mahardika!”
“Come in and close the door again!” ask the man in the room.
Mahardika did it according to orders. He closed the door carefully so as not to make too much noise. He did not see the face of his father sitting behind the table. As soon as he lifted his head, Mahardika only found out that his father's face looked very sour.
“Do you know why I called you here?” ask his father to Mahardika.
“No!” answer Mahardika honestly. He could not think of anything that could be called a mistake so he deserved to be scolded.
The man sitting behind the table suddenly stood up instantly, coming out of his shelter. With long, calm steps he approached Mahardika. Mahardika had already received a slap on her cheek.
“This is because you didn't realize your mistake!” mahardika's father said calmly. “Now I will tell you what mistakes you have made.”
Mahardika did not answer. He didn't know what to do until his father slapped him. He took a step back letting his father return to the new table sitting on the chair in front.
“What have I done, Pi?’
“Do you know what you should do as a man?”
“Ya!”
“Have you done well?” ask his father Mahardika.
“Of course, Pi, I never do anything bad to women!”
Mahardika's father sighed deeply. “You are apparently not aware of what you have done! I don't mind if you cancel your meeting, but you have to do it in a good way. What you did earlier, was an unforgivable thing!”
The mouth of the Mahardika was open and closed several times. He wants to defend himself. His memory brings Mahardika to the incident in the park earlier. To Stefani who wants to hurt the real Daisy. True, even if Stefani was wrong, he shouldn't have done that. Then, he also had dinner at Maulana's house without telling Stefani.
Maybe he knows the truth, but people don't.
“Do you remember your mistake?” ask Mahardika's father back.
“Ya!” Mahardika answered.
“Good! Because I want you to fix it properly.”