Stepmom Cold Bed
Friend's help

Maureen's weakness, known to Byan, becomes a new weapon for her to trap her stepmother. Eyes for eyes and hands for hands. That's the term he currently uses to reply to Maureen. He deliberately approached Vishnu to his workplace to invite him to make plans in the trapping of Maureen.

In front of an office, Byan parked his car. The day was already quite late afternoon and the movement of the people began to bustle outside. Byan waited for Vishnu in the receptionist area, near a banner that stood and promoted tourist destinations managed by the Vishnu company.

Yes, Vishnu does work in the field of Traveling.

“Bro!” the man raised his hand from a distance, to call out to Byan.

Byan who was busy with his game immediately turned his head. He stood up to welcome his approaching friend.

“How are you? Where are you not hanging out?” Vishnu embraces his familiar best friend.

“Gue just returned from Bali, scraping project of making resort.” Byan after breaking the embrace of his best friend.

“Wah, you really nerusin bokap lo business? Are you no longer allergic to the same money, Mr Anggoro? Hahaha..” Vishnu mocked his best friend.

He knew exactly, during Byan abroad, his best friend was always refused the gift of Anggoro. Maybe because Byan hated his father so much.

“Chat outside, you're free, right?” Byan was not comfortable speaking in the open like this.

“Ayok!” vishnu happily followed. They both headed to the parking lot and got into Byan's car.

“Still well maintained this antique car.” Wisnu comments when he was sitting in the passenger seat.

Byan who has a hobby of collecting antique cars was still keeping one car that he did not sell when he decided to live abroad.

“Still be. This car is bought equally nyokap, he said my birthday gift.” Byan swiped his steering wheel that he was controlling to get out of the parking area and into the crowded streets.

“Lo is still the same, like items that have sentimental value.” Typal Vishnu turned to his best friend.

Byan turned back without chiming in the sentence. Just a little smile she showed.

“You to the cafe where we?” Vishnu switched the conversation and looked around to find a cafe.

“We're not going to the cafe, to the gallery aja.” Typhoon Byan relaxed.

“Gallery? Do you have a gallery?” Vishnu looked at Byan curiously.

“My head is dizzy thinking Anggoro company. The gallery I can use as a place to medi.” Bright Byan. He took the left path known by Vishnu as a direction towards minimalist housing.

“Hahahah.. kayaknya make lo mending play color on mainin number.” Ledek Vishnu's.

Byan just smiled wryly, the words of Vishnu are true, in fact his head is always dizzy every time he sees a row of numbers. Especially if you have to find the difference. Oh, never mind, it makes him nauseous.

“By the way, can I take a girl not there?” suddenly the thought appeared in Vishnu's mind. For a long time he did not hear the village han woman he made twitching on the bed.

“My time is readyin.” Timpal Byan, who was smiling obliquely.

“Serious?” Vishnu jumped. Understanding his best friend. Though in the past Byan always reminded Vishnu not to play with many women because he was worried he was exposed to strange diseases.

Byan just smiled a little while deflecting his car into the yard of the house that is not too big.

“Wuuhuuu!!! You are my best friend. I haven't played sports in a long time. The girl's in dalem?” Vishnu is so exciting. He rubbed his hands impatiently.

“Lo can see for yourself.” Byan went down first and Vishnu soon followed. He was jumping around like a child going to the playground. The difference is that he holds on to Byan's shoulder, not his sturdy hand.

“Waaahhh... gokiiilll really cool bro!” Vishnu was fascinated when he entered the gallery and saw some paintings that had been installed on the wall.

Some parts of the wall are deliberately painted directly with the technique of mural art. The eyes of Vishnu immediately sparkle feeling spoiled seeing the many colors that decorate the house that is special to be used as this gallery.

"Once in a while, can be the body of a girl you warn. It must be fun, especially if it's mixed with sweat. Ahhahy!!" Vishnu's brain is always about women.

"Sedengs!" byan comments while chuckling at the ravings of his best friend.

“Who's girl? Which is this model?” uh he still remembers.

Vishnu pointed to a painting of a woman dressed in white and transparent clothes with her sad face and tears dripping down the corner of her eyes. The woman turned her face to the right but her beauty was still clearly visible.

“Not.” Sahut Byan lightly.

“Gue thinks it's the girl. Where boobs are so great anjaayy. Chewy sure.” Vishnu chuckled amusedly as he walked over to Byan.

“So, where's nih?” it was already in front of Byan and he was still impatient. Looking around the gallery but there was no one other than the two of them.

“Sit.” With an eye gesture, Byan asked his best friend to sit down.

“Beuh Anggoro's son, if you've told me you can't be rejected. Your eyes really want me to totok.” The same grunts of Vishnu are heard by Byan. But Byan did not care, he was used to hearing the grunts of people lan for him.

“Female is here.” Point Byan at the envelope in front of him.

“Hah, that girl lo geprek can get into the envelope?” Vishnu took the envelope and flipped through it. He also looked inside.

“BAH! Anjay, this is my envelope!” his eyes immediately glared as he recognized the contents of the envelope.

“Good if you inget.” Byan smiled happily.

He opened a bottle of drink and poured drinks for himself and Vishnu.

“That woman I'm ready to make lo.” The impression while looking at Vishnu convincingly.

“Hah, do you mean I sleep nyokap step lo? Lo anjir pain!” Vishnu immediately threw the envelope on the table.

“Otak lo the sick. Look at the female thinks directly maen sleepin aja.” Byan was upset.

“Ya keep let alone? Proximity of men with women are at the ends of sleeping together.” Vishnu in realistic.

“That's the hell lo doang!”

“I doang! All men are, you never have been. Loss lo, lo rod later fill all glue. Can't be used because of tightness.” Ledek Vishnu while chuckling.

Byan did not chim in, only shook his head and sipped a drink in his hand. There is no point in chiming in Vishnu's slovenly speech.

“Quite make him seem to have a special relationship with you and make him admit it in front of my family lawyer. Lo time three months.” Barat Byan, indifferent. He drank the drink a second time.

“That's doang?” Vishnu gawked in disbelief.

“Hem.” Byan sniffed his shoulders indifferently.

“Akh is shallow. Also a month I can make him wash me and say I not only with your lawyer, but in front of the whole world. Do you think there are women who can resist my charm?” Vishnu rubbed his chin with jumawa.

“Good! I support lo.”

Byan gave his thumbs up in spirit. He laughed in his heart. He was curious to see how Vishnu made his stepmother admit that he had a partner. If so, he just made another hand over to his uncle, the gossip maker reliable to spread the news that Maureen cheated and finally his stepmother will be scribbled from the list of heirs.

Byan was already smiling to himself imagining that time coming soon.

“Cengar cengir! What if I managed to make nyokap lo bucin same me?” Vishnu patted Byan's shoulder hard.

“Akh anjriitt sick nyet!” Byan was in pain.

“Hah, crybaby! Athletic body but it hurts. Hunting, what's my payment?” Vishnu was really impatient.

Byan still rubbed his shoulder that ached due to the blow of Vishnu.

“If the woman managed to make you fall in love with you, automatically all the wealth of Anggoro will fall into my hands. After that, you want anything I jabanin.” Reveal Byan confidently.

“Bene? I hold on to lo.” Vishnu pointed at Byan with satisfaction.

“Iya! When the hell did I ever lie?!” he brushed aside Vishnu's index finger which was directed at him.

“Okey if so. I'll tell you my request later. Get ready to go bankrupt. Hahahaha..” Vishnu laughed with satisfaction.

But Byan only smiled a little once and then sipped his drink to the toilet. In his mind, where perhaps the wealth of Anggoro is exhausted just because it meets the demand of Vishnu.

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