Soul Change
Stefani Only ...

Mahardika can only notice Daisy's departure from her car. His eyes could not be seen Daisy who did not even look back since she asked about the girl named Stefani.

“It seems like a mistake asked him,” said Mahardika slowly, a sentence of regret for herself.

He picked up the phone near the speedometer, unlocked it, watched carefully. Where's this girl named Stefani getting her number. Then what was the reason the girl who only met him a few times was acting so familiar. What did Mahardika do until the girl thought that they could exchange messages like this.

“This must be just people trying to take advantage of Daisy alone,” murmured Mahardika.

Better to find it safe. A new number tried to contact him.

***

Daisy along the way tells herself not to look back. Though his chest was pounding erratically, he had a headache, was not calm and wanted to run to the Language Faculty right now.

No, don't do that! Keep moving forward. Keep going!

His heart and mind were truly at war at this moment. However, he made it through the courtyard, climbed the stairs to the lobby, and entered the building. Once she was certain that Mahardika would never see herself again, Daisy leaned against the wall. He saw Mahardika's car driving out of the parking lot and disappeared in the street.

Why is he asking Stefani for me?

Daisy doesn't understand. He searched his cell phone in a hurry. As hasty as it is to find Stefani's contacts inside her phone and then try to contact her. However, the number contacted is not connected at all.

“How is this?” ask Daisy to be confused.

It's okay Daisy!

The phone in his hand slipped immediately. He looked back and forth to find out who was talking. However, there was no one currently in the lobby. All classes are going through the course. There's still about an hour left before one by one everything's done.

“Si-what?” ask Daisy.

He felt fear in his voice. He could feel his body slowly trembling. He can also feel if there is an urge that makes him want to go back to the classroom, with people.

“Dai ..!”

“AAAA!” Daisy yells to throw her bag at whoever greets her.

He hopes that he will greet humans. Someone who can be seen, touched. He hoped that he would see someone where his bag was thrown.

“What the fuck are you, Daisy?”

Daisy turned her head and shed tears of relief. Lola stood there staring at her crying self. His classmate approached him with a bag in hand.

“A-da what's Daisy? Jesus, did you guys fight?” I asked Lola in a panic.

He tiptoed to look at the parking lot, trying to find out that Mahardika was there, or his car was still parked there.

Daisy finds out that her fiance is gone and then she hears a voice. He was frightened, therefore when he saw Lola who appeared Daisy was crying. Mahardika is completely innocent.

“It's okay. I ... This is not Mas Dika's fault!” said tell.

Lola looked in disbelief, she handed back the bag that Daisy had thrown. The bag that then hit Lola's chest hard.

“Thank you!” daisy said to her classmate.

Lola was still there when Daisy rushed to the toilet. He has to fix his makeup. Then cover her red eyes with glasses.

***

Stefani pulled out an old cell phone that she got not too long ago. Phones that have been a little dull but still work well are reimbursed briefly before then turned on. He touched on the Whastapp application, looking for Mahardika numbers that were finally hard-earned.

The message has been sent since yesterday. In addition, there are also several more messages asking if Mahardika has breakfast and is doing what is now a form of attention. A good Mahardika will certainly read it if it is not busy later.

But, does not a person like Mahardika check his phone very often. Why tick two in Stefani's message is still not blue.

Stefani: Did Dika eat?

Re-typed the message and immediately sent. This time not two, but one. Plus Mahardika's profile picture no longer appears.

I think Stefani wants to throw her phone right away. He knows these signs. Mahardika has blocked her mobile number so she can no longer contact her. This must have been Daisy's. How could the girl whose life was so happy know that a little chat with Mahardika could make Stefani feel excited.

“And I only want to answer my messages,” muttered Stefani.

He exited the Whatsapp message and focused his gaze forward. He saw some students and students chatting. Stefani felt like she was in a place she shouldn't be. He felt that the world was not fair to him.

“What can I get if I complain?” stefani whispered with pouring out a peerless feeling of resentment.

“Aparticularly now?”

Stefani raised her head and looked at some of her upperclassmen who had always been nice to her.

“No!” stefani replied with a smile.

Azzam who was a semester earlier than Stefani dropped on the grass on his right side. He then looked for something in a bag of cuffs and then handed Stefani a strawberry-flavored can.

“You like this, right?” ask Azzam.

“Ya,” the reply received the gift. “Thank you!”

Stefani could hear the canned drink hissing as it opened. He took a sip and felt the stinging sensation of soda.

“Many tasks you don't understand?” ask Azzam.

Stefani. “Everything can still be done Kak. Sister no class?”

“It's done!” Azzam pressed the can of drink to his lips, gulping down the contents inside before looking at Stefani again. “Your birthday, right, this week? Want celebrated?” ask Azzam.

Stefani never celebrated her birthday in a special way. Until now he was allowed to invite some friends to Daisy's birthday which is always celebrated with great festivity. Stefani held up her sling bag on her thigh, picked up an invitation and thrust it at Azzam.

“Wah, this is a party,” exclaimed Azzam in disbelief.

“Not my party, Brother. I know Daisy. My parents worked at her place, so Daisy's family always invited me every year to invite friends. Because we were born on the same day.”

Ah, Stefani forgot to never really tell anyone else about herself. Azzam must have thought that Stefani was a rich family child because he could study at this campus. However, all the workers in Daisy's house are always given good facilities. Her brother also attended college in a nice place and was later hired at the Agra family-owned company.

“Sorry,” says Stefani slowly.

“For what?” azzam asked with a smile not understanding.

“Nothing,” replied Daysi with a laugh.