Soul Change
Light and Shadow (2)

“Master came home this afternoon, Miss,” said the waiter told Daisy when she was about to enter her room.

“So?” daisy is not interested at all.

He didn't care if his father was looking for him. Or forget it since the man decided to remarry a year after his mother died. According to Daisy, her father loved her mother the most. But love can be replaced easily.

“What Miss will be down for dinner today?”

Daisy recalls her stepmother's request. Then throw out your breath. How can the woman who has taken over the position of her late mother seriang talk to Daisy? There are only two possibilities for that to happen. First, the woman really loved him. Second, the woman was waiting for the time to get rid of Daisy.

“Nona?”

Daisy flinched her head immediately towards the servant who had just spoken to her. “Yes, I'll come!” Daisy gave the answer everyone gave.

He gave his bag to the waiter who would bring him into the study on the first floor. While he himself went up to the second floor, entered his room.

Daisy's bedroom door is rarely in the lock. If the door is locked, no one can knock. Because Daisy probably wants to be alone and not be disturbed. Daisy did just that now, feeling her head throb.

“Ma ... Daisy kangen!” whispered.

Years of memories have passed, but Daisy still misses the woman who gave birth to her. Daisy was a child when her mother died. However, the warmth of the woman really made her comfortable. After all these years, he could feel it.

Daisy is tilted, staring at her photo on the nightstand. There he laughed with great joy, as if the happiness would last forever.

Daisy closes her eyes, sensing that her mother's fingers are holding her slowly, telling her there's nothing to worry about. What is clear, given how warm the caress made him sleepy and then fall asleep.

A knock and a sound on the door that woke Daisy. He was amazed by the perpetrator. But once he heard that the one who called was his stepmother, he could do nothing. Feels so annoying, it just can't be eliminated at all.

“Daisy! You okay, Son?” Daisy was always curious where the woman got so much courage to call her “Nak”. They will never be a family or so he thought.

Daisy felt her whole body hurt. It seemed like he was sleeping too tired to feel like he was now. He went to the door, without hearing his stepmother still calling.

“Daisy! You okay?” The words and the worried tone of the woman outside her bedroom door were still the same.

Pull the door open wide. “Yes, I'm fine, Ma,” Daisy replied with absolutely no interest.

There is also a waiter who always mistreat him. His face looked worried.

“I'll be down soon,” said Daisy.

It seems that her stepmother still wants to say something. However, Daisy had first swung the door until it closed again. Again, he was alone in his room. He took a breath several times.

This time Daisy did not allow anyone to help her to prepare herself. He will do it himself while preparing his heart to meet his father. Wondering when they last met?

The wide stairs of his house felt long and tiring. Several times Daisy had thoughts of turning back and going into the room. He could have missed dinner just once.

However, there will be a commotion in case Daisy does not show up. The woman who takes up the position of her mother will reappear at the door of the room, asking anxiously - which Daisy believes is not her original feeling.

The seat was drawn by a waiter who was on standby. Before entering the dining room, he heard the voice of his father praising his stepmom. Suddenly the familiar chatter was heard disappearing just like that as he appeared. Like there never was. Like Daisy just dreamed of hearing something like that.

“How about your lecture?”

“Good, Papa take it easy! Papa invests in the right place.”

The man stopped bribing, staring at Daisy's chelates who had still not started eating.

“Nothing,” replied Daisy quickly, hardly thinking.

“You're still not happy to see me?”

“Isn't it the opposite. Papa's not happy with me being here, is he?” Daisy could see the expression of her bearded father being surprised and then turned to the woman on the other side. “I'm done!” daisy said she drank the water in the glass that had just been poured, not touching the food in front of her.

“You haven't eaten anything yet, Daisy! Eat ... I ask the chef to make the food you like.”

Daisy sees the steak in front of her. “Thank you, but I'm on a diet. Fat on meat high.”

“Ah, so, yes! I should have asked first what you could eat. But I think you're thin, Daisy.”

If only this woman had not suddenly appeared in the state of Daisy. If only this woman had come as his nanny and then married one of his father's workers. If only he was a cousin or anyone who had a blood relationship with him. Daisy would love him. Unfortunately, she was the woman who came to replace her mother.

“But I have to take care of myself. Because some people throw their people away easily.”

Prangs!!

His father's steak plate fell to the floor as well as the contents. The face of the man whose hair already had the silvery tendrils reddened, looking strange. Angrier.

“How can you talk like that?” it's on Daisy.

Daisy doesn't feel guilty at all. Instead he was nauseous, fed up with the attitude of his papa who made himself the most hurt.

“I-what?” ask Daisy pretending she doesn't know.

“Until when are you like this Daisy. I did all this for you!”

That reason again. Everything was done for Daisy. If only his father had told him how lonely he was, Daisy would not have booed like this.

“I'm really done here!” Daisy stands up, leaves her desk.

“I haven't let you go Daisy!” shouted papa.

Unfortunately, he kept moving. Not to the room, but out of the house.

He reached the side garden, near the workers' pavilion. He saw a girl walking down the block paving road, stopped for a while to turn her head towards the house and then return to it.

I envy you! You have what I don't have, Daisy said in her heart.

He may have it all, but nothing he really has.

Daisy was sad, her eyes were hot. He told himself that he should not cry one bit. Daisy's crying won't change anything at all.

It's okay, Daisy! You will know a lot from now on.

Daisy gasps. He clearly heard someone's voice, but there was no one around.

“Who? Stefani?” yells.

Silence, no consent.