Stepmom Cold Bed
Melody in the panty

A week already Maureen lives in a house that bears witness to her body as a strong and steadfast orphan. After settling his problems with the people he had to deal with earlier, Maureen did decide to pull over for a moment, enjoying her life in peace and tranquility.

Every day, there's something Maureen does in this house. As of now, after getting word from Riswan that the police had found Edwin guilty, Maureen continued her work. He embroidered the wool thread that Renita had taught him first. He smiled occasionally, though tears still dripped from the corner of his eyes. Tears were full of joy and happiness that he could not explain in words.

“Kak Momo... Have you finished yet Kak?” call a child outside the door. The child's voice was so loud it sounded in Maureen's ears and made her heart feel warm. Maureen did promise a knit sweater for the boy named Nina.

“Ssttt, don't be noisy. Brother Maureen still has business, you guys play first there.” Wodya's mother's voice was heard to calm the children.

“Iya, Mom...” Although it looks sad, but still they obey Widya's orders, playing outside.

Maureen is very happy because Widya always knows when Maureen needs time for herself and when she can face others. The newly finished embroidery was about ninety percent that, Maureen put it on the table. He switched to taking something in his desk drawer that was nothing but a photo. Small photo of Maureen with both her parents.

“Mah, Pah, how are you?” feelingly, Maureen looked at the two faces that she missed so much. He rubbed the face slowly for a while while imagining the laughter of the two who were always crunchy.

“Mah, Pah, today papah's killer has been found guilty and will undergo further legal proceedings. I hope, from now on papah can calm down. And ma'am, you have to know that what you've done has really paid off. Your efforts are not in vain to prove everything. I myself used all that evidence to drag the heartless man into account for his actions.”

“So, be calm and happy there. I also started learning to live better. I will always remember the advice of mamah and papah if being a good person never loses. Even if someone is not being nice to us, but at the very least, our feelings can be calm because it does not hurt others.”

“Thank you for all the great advice and affection and love for me. The affection that made me a strong woman and not give up easily. From now on, I will focus on making myself and the people I love. So I hope, papah and mama can rest in peace. Momo love you two.”

The photo was filled with feeling. Just this time there were no tears dripping over the surface of the worn-out photo. There was only the sweet smile Maureen showed her both parents. After looking at the face she missed, Maureen put her picture back in the drawer. The sound of a child's cry makes the instincts rise to examine the child.

“Not me Mom, she fell by herself,” said a girl who was giving an explanation when Widya approached her.

“Why his sister is not taken care of, he is still a child. The road is not yet smooth. Should be, held if he wants to walk.” Widya spoke a little firmly to the little boy who is currently shrinking sad because he feels blamed. Carrying the one-and-a-half-year-old toddler, to calm him and check his body condition after falling.

Maureen gave a small smile looking at that interesting interaction. Conditions that often occur at home with many children who are residents. The problem of children crying or fighting is a cliche problem that makes this home does not feel lonely, Maureen likes this warmth.

To comfort Nina, Maureen took some kind of food from the top of her desk. The food she always prepared for her sisters. Then he approached the sad-faced little boy.

“Hey,” greet Maureen while bending her knees before the curly-haired little boy. It was obvious that the boy was trying to hold back the crying.  His eyes were red and teary.

He hugged the child about six years old tightly by Maureen, then rubbed his back lovingly.

“Please yes, you have helped mom and sister take care of the sisters. But next time his sisters don't be left alone. They still need Nina's help. Yes?” maureen said with her soft voice. When with the children, Maureen's maternal side is always clearly visible.

The little boy nodded slowly. “Sorry I'm Momo's sister,” her voice sounds slow and vibrating. Her little hand brushed the tears violently.

Maureen let go of his embrace. He looked at the sweet girl in front of him.

“I apologize to your little sister and mother,” Maureen said.

“Iya,” timidly the little boy looked at Widya.

“Pinter. Now apologize to Mom,”

“Mother, sorry yes mother...” His lips even shook with the cry.

“Iyaa, next time, take good care of her sister. Attended, in love... Nina dear are not the same sisters?” The little boy nodded slowly. “Good. Mother's son is pinter.” Widya rubbed Nina's head fondly.

Maureen was moved by what she saw. “Because Nina is already a sinter child, Momo has a gift for Nina.” Maureen took something out of her pocket.

“Taraaaa...” The great-grandson Maureen while showing chocolate to Nina.

“Waaah, brown. Thanks Momo.” Nina's eyes were perfectly rounded so pleased.

“Sama-sama. Eat with friends yaaa, keep eating chocolate, later you brush your teeth so that the teeth are not?”

“Ompong!” Nina.

“Pinter. Now, play again... don't fight, okay?”

“Iya brother Momo Nina responded with passion. The little boy played with his brothers. Including taking over the toddler who was in Widya's sling.

“There are you, children seem to be happier Mo,” Widya said while looking at Maureen's smiling face seeing the interaction of her sisters.

“I am also happy to see them, Mom,” timpal Maureen while moving, standing up.

“Thank God, mom is horrified. You should be happy, because you deserve it.” Widya rubbed Maureen's back gently.

“Definitely. Happiness is my choice, there is no reason for me to be unhappy.” Maureen said firmly while smiling lightly at the woman who for about seven years raised him in this orphanage.

“Keep like that, Mo. Mom's happy.” The two nodded at each other.

“By the way, I forgot to say. Later, the mother has an invitation to attend the engagement of Bu Lastri's son. Can you come with?” Widya just remembered that.

“Can be aja Bu. But what kind of kids?”

“There's Bu Elis who's going to win them. After all, the show is off-peak, chances are the kids are asleep. You are a beautiful dancer, I want to know you as the family of Miss Lastri. He is one of the donors in this home.”

“Iya, Mum.” Maureen.

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