Stepmom Cold Bed
Finnish Fever

The sound of water rustling could be heard from the bathroom not far from the bed Maureen was sleeping in. His increasingly clear voice made Maureen open her eyes wide.

“What time is this?” Maureen muttered to herself when she saw the sunlight had already burst into the window that gave off a yellowish glow.

“Jeez, I'm bad luck.” Maureen patted her own eel when she saw the clock that had shown her at half-eight in the morning. His body still did not want to get out of bed after two attacks from Byan. He chose to still lay down his body, waiting for his full consciousness to enter the body.

His body was still plain, he was wrapped in a blanket. The night-time sleeping dress she wore looked neat on the sofa. Maureen smiled to herself as it seemed that Byan was the one who tidied it all up.

He sat on the back of the headboard while looking at the photos of his parents that he began to display since last night.

“Shameful, I made mamah same papah see everything.” Maureen covered her face flushed in embarrassment. Just this time he felt ashamed of the two people in the photo.

“Don't worry Mah, Pah, I give myself to the right man,” Maureen said with a stifled smile. He still remembers how Byan looked last night. Really made his stomach rustle.

“You're awake?” Byan's out of the bathroom. His hair was wet after he cleaned his entire body without remaining.

“Iya. I haven't prepared your clothes.” Maureen's moving soon. He used a blanket to cover his body.

“Gosh!” he cried when he saw the bloodstains on the bed sheet.

“Let me do it, you go take a shower. I also got a change of clothes. So calm down,” said Byan berpati.

“I-iya.” Maureen immediately ran towards the bathroom. It was hard actually because he used a blanket to cover his body.

“Do not run, I will not tell you,” ledek Byan while chuckling.

“Do not be noisy Byan! Get your clothes on,” is Maureen who then closes the bathroom door.

“Byan!! Why do you want clothes here?” again Maureen shouted. Staring annoyed at the underwear that Byan put on the closet.

“Peermu to teach me the next eight months,” said Byan casually.

“Jeez, you suck.” Maureen could only snort in annoyance. It turned out to be the first bad habit Maureen knew from a Byan.

Byan just chuckled. He immediately put on his work clothes. Combing her hair while whistling and then applying Maureen bed linen affected by many stains.

“This should be humanized.” Byan looked at the bed linen in his hand. According to him this is the first stain he and Maureen are full of memories.

“But if not dibesin later he ngomel. I don't want him to get blooded this early. Kasian, he's been tired all night.” Byan spoke to his own mind.

He had to put the bed sheet on a dirty laundry basket and clean Maureen's room as much as he could. While waiting for Maureen to come out of the bathroom, Byan looked for pictures of places that had been her choice to temporarily occupy by Maureen. He was very sure this place was suitable for Maureen.

“I hope you like.” Byan put his tab on the Maureen Mattress which he fixed his alakadar on. He wanted Maureen to see the place. After that he went out of the room, because he had to prepare some things in his study.

“Good morning, mr.”

“Gosh!” Byan was stunned when he saw Riswan in front of Maureen's room right after he opened the door.

Riswan simply smiled without daring to look at his young master's extremely fresh and radiant face.

“I ran out to Maureen to ask her for help pairing a tie. But it looks like he's still in the bathroom. So, I want to prepare some things in my work space, so that later it is ready to leave without anyone left behind.” Byan suddenly made an excuse.

“I understand, sir. It doesn't matter even if you don't explain that much detail.” Riswan remained with his efforts to look calm.

“Yes where know you need my explanation.” Byan scratched his head which was not actually itchy.

Riswan no longer chimed in, only nodding.

They walked to Anggoro's office, preparing some documents that would be brought to the office.

“Documents of people who are indicated to have misappropriated, have you prepared?”

“Already sir. Already I print and I put in the car.”

“Good. I want them to see with their own eyes if they've made a fatal mistake.” Byan muttered with satisfaction.

“True, sir. Sir, this morning I got a call from Mr. Anggoro's lawyer, they want to meet with you and the young mistress.”

Byan stopped to tidy up the files and thought a little about how to deal with those people.

“There is something that makes the master uncomfortable?” Riswan is indeed good at looking at the look of his master's face.

“Maureen will meet them today. He wants to say something. Where should we meet them?”

“How about we meet them in his office? I think it'll be better.” Riswan gave advice.

“Hem, okay. Set up a meeting with them.”

“Good, sir.”

*****

On the way to the office, Maureen was still staring at her tablet screen. He looked over the picture of the place that Byan had chosen and was completely outside of his prediction.

“Why should Finland?” asked Maureen curiously. Since this morning he thought about the country that Byan had chosen for him. It's very far away, in northern Europe.

“Because the area suits you.” Byan's answer is very simple.

“Oh yes?” Maureen was surprised by her lover's reply.

“You're serious? Finland is far away, By. The distance is about 10,148 km from Jakarta. The journey can take twenty-four hours. Are you sure I was sent there?” Maureen was completely inexhaustible.

“Why, are you afraid to miss me?” Byan instead teased Maureen while trying to hold her hand. Maureen's hand was filled with emotion.

“Yes not really. But I mean, how do you think you chose that place?” Maureen remained inexhaustible.

Byan did not immediately answer Maureen's question he preferred to put his car into the office area first so that he could talk more calmly with Maureen.

“We talked in my room,” asked Byan as he reached out his hand after opening the door for Maureen.

Maureen immediately went down and ignored Byan's outstretched hand. Instead of feeling chosen the right place, Maureen instead felt like she was dumped. He walked quickly leaving Byan looking puzzled. Is he too sadistic?

Akh already, without lingering Byan immediately followed Maureen who headed for the director's elevator. He pressed the elevator button for Maureen and Maureen didn't care. While in the elevator, Maureen was even more engrossed in her cell phone than talking to the man standing right next to her.

The elevator doors opened and Maureen immediately entered Byan's room. He sat in his chair, which was in Byan's office. Only a thin blockage separated Maureen's room from the main room.

Byan. Sitting in Maureen's tapping chair, he was busy tidying up his files.

“Where do you take the file?” Byan looked at Maureen in confusion.

“I love Riswan. I want to go to Finland!” Maureen affirmed one last word in her sentence.

“Mo, come on...” Byan took over the document from Maureen's hands. It seems like this woman is really angry.

“What the hell! Here, don't take it. I'm gonna hurry up and leave. You want me to rush out of here.” Maureen still showed her frustration without even looking at Byan who was still looking at her.

Maureen wanted to take the file in Byan's hand but Byan instead dodged to the left. To take it to the left, Byan flicked it to the right. It continued like that until then Maureen upset herself and did not care anymore for Byan. He chose to clean up other files that he thought also needed to be cleaned up.

Seeing the silent and upset Maureen, Byan walked up to the woman. He stood behind Maureen, placed the file on the table, and hugged Maureen from behind. Maureen was shocked, but she did not respond in the slightest, she assumed Byan was not nearby.

“You said you wanted to go, I've ruined Mo. Deeply crushed,” Byan whispered softly in Maureen's ear then rested his head on the head of the woman he loved so much.

“What else let you go that far.” He kissed Maureen's head feelingly.

“Somehow long I can't think properly when imagining being far apart from you. My brain was suddenly empty and it felt like I wanted to go with you, wherever you wanted to go.” He hugged Maureen, so that her body bent and curled, curving Maureen's body shorter than her.

“But, the reason the country has the happiest population in the world, is my strong reason to recommend the place to you. It's not without reason that I chose the tens of kilos that separate us. I want you to hear nothing people say about us. I don't want you to hear unimportant tweets from people who don't know anything.”

“I also want you to feel that happy life there. I realize that eight months in that country will not be able to erase the nine years that make you so tormented. But, I hope that eight months can give you peace and happiness without being disturbed by anything.”

“You are free to do anything there. Take a walk all day, you can. Want to make beautiful pictures like you often do first, please. It is your life to the fullest, you have the right to live it as you wish. No need to work there, let's just say you're healing again but please, don't lose. Because eight months later, I'll come to pick you up.” Byan said with full intent. He closed his eyes for a moment, hoping that Maureen could understand his current feelings and intentions.

Maureen did not chim in, nor did she move. Just looking at the pile of documents that he had tidied up and ready to give to Riswan.

“Say something, talk more because I will miss your voice so much. Moreover, time said, Ah... Byan,” whispered Byan with roaring breath in Maureen's ear.

“Iihh Byan!” Maureen elbowed Byan's stomach in annoyance.

“Hahahaha. Origin do not shut up.” Byan remained with his relaxed attitude.

Not long after, Maureen turned around. He stared at the face of Byan that he was about to leave behind. In his tangkup one side of Byan's cheek then he rubbed slowly. Byan sighed deeply and smiled sweetly at Maureen. Although he could not deny that his eyes glazed with sadness.

“You told me to leave not because you wanted to find another prey right?” asked the stupid-sounding Maureen.

“PPfft! Hahahahha Byan couldn't bear to laugh.

“Iiihh even laughed! Yes, my guess?” Maureen fouled Byan's ears in annoyance.

“Aduduuduu..” Byan complained but still could not hide his laughter.

“Terussle!” Maureen was finally upset. His lips were sharp conical making Byan fad to kiss him.

“Hurp, don't be the only one I'm always jealous of. Because that way, I feel loved, wanted and worried. Just don't overdo it, because I told you I'm only yours.” Byan stared fixedly at the pair of round eyes feelingly. He also lays a strand of hair that covers Maureen's pretty face. Byan wanted to see the face of the woman he loved, in one piece.

“Are you going to take good care of yourself?” Maureen asked with her voice starting to hoarse. To be honest he understood the reason Byan very well only one side of his ego was too afraid that he went too far from Byan.

“Of course. I don't want you to be disappointed. We have agreed that we will be together again in our best version. I'll fix things but you won't lose this Byan you love.” Byan grabbed Maureen's hand and placed it on her chest that was fielded.

Maureen bowed lethargic, she could no longer speak. Byan pulled Maureen's body closer, bringing her into his arms.

“Hah, I love it every time I see a flash of love in your eyes Mo. If I could control time, then eight months is one second after this. But, I know, if that happens, then maybe nothing has changed about us. You will still see Byan who has not been able to do anything with both hands.”

“I will miss you so much and miss you so much. Don't get tired of the messages I send and maybe occasionally I'll send a video of crying when I miss you so much. Don't laugh at it, because it's a process I'm going through.”

Maureen nodded. He also stretched his hand over Byan's body and tightened his arms. Everything he was doing right now was proof that he was afraid that he would miss Byan very much.

A few moments they embrace each other, draining the feelings of each other. Once satisfied, Byan passed it. He looked into Maureen's red, slightly wet eyes.

“Do you agree that this will be our choice?”

“Yes. I agree. It's our choice.” Maureen ventured to make a sound even though she sounded vibrating.

Byan smiled slightly. He rubbed Maureen's cheek and pinched the woman's nose. He looked at the woman he loved for a while before then he gently kissed back Maureen's sweet lips. Very soft and clingy for quite a long time.

“Excuse me, sir.” Until then it was that voice that made Byan and Maureen end it all.

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