Stepmom Cold Bed
Attention to the enemy

It was re-run by Maureen and Byan. Currently Maureen is still attending an important meeting of resort development that will continue in the finishing stage. It is Byan who is currently explaining the progress of resort development in Bali which he visited last week.

Photos of the progress of resort development in several corners are displayed by Byan without the slightest editing process.

“This series of villas, indeed the view is much more beautiful than the villa facing the rice field. Although the facilities are the same and have a swimming pool, the aesthetic value is still different from the one facing the beach. We plan, to make price changes that we market so that it is not hit flat even though the size of the unit and the facilities are the same.” Urai Byan with full confidence.

He showed another slide and this time a view of the villa facing the sea.

“Can we see, the view from this angle is very good. So people tend to choose this villa compared to other units. I am worried, the villa facing the subdivision is not enough to attract consumers so it will be less frequently booked and live in.”

“While our maintenance costs remain the same. That will make us lose.” Byan.

Some people nodded in agreement with Byan's argument which they thought made sense. Byan smiled inwardly at the positive response of meeting participants to their input.

“After that,”

“Tring.” In the middle of Byan's sentence, Maureen's phone rang. Shows a message coming in.

Maureen immediately hid her phone and nodded politely at the people who were staring at her, as a form of apology.

Byan scratched his temple as his concentration was slightly split.

Under the table, Maureen checked her phone. There was a message coming in from a new number. Maureen was curious and decided to check it out.

“Hay, still meeting? This is my number, Vishnu.” The message Maureen received.

Maureen immediately set the silent mode for her phone and then replied to Vishnu's message.

“Yes, I'm still meeting. Where's your account number?” his reply. He doesn't like to stay in debt.

A few moments waiting, the message was directly in reply Vishnu.

“Tergesa-hasty once. What is your zodiac aries?” Vishnu is good at switching the conversation.

If only Maureen knew that Vishnu was rolling on the sofa where he rested because Maureen replied to his message.

“You're a cenanyang?” reply Maureen who smiled small.

“Hahahaha. May I guess your birth month?” again Vishnu replied to him.

This time it was accompanied by an emoticon at the end of his sentence. There are actually quite a few emoticons and for Maureen it is not very familiar. Do not know also what the function of this emiticon besides looking funny.

Before replying to Vishnu's message, Maureen first searches for the meaning of the emoticons sent by Vishnu. He tried to memorize every meaning of emoticons sent by Vishnu and normal ones used.

“Oh, this means laughing to tears. Akh, overdo it.” Maureen muttered when she could understand the purpose of one emoticon that Vishnu used.

He looked around for a suitable sticker to reply to Vishnu's message. Vishnu who looked at the screen of his phone, immediately rose when he saw the notification of typing long enough done by Muareen. He thought Maureen was typing very long, but the sentence was only two words and he was looking for a suitable sticker.

“He wants to tick what the hell? How long. What speech do you want?” Vishnu agitated himself.

“Tring!” maureen's reply came in and Vishnu immediately prepared.

“You're overreacting!” reply with a laughing emoticon.

“Goshaa, I think the text of the speech turned out to be gini doang. Jill oh Jill, you make deg-deg an.” The gerutu of Vishnu who chuckles in anxiety.

“Your month of birth must be March.” Vishnu continued his guess.

“You're really psychic?” again Maureen replied. This time with a surprise emoticon.

“Hhahaahha.. he is learning to use emoticons apparently.” Vishnu to the chuckle.

While Maureen was hot cold, how could Vishnu guess her birth month? Many secrets are hidden in the month, date and year of his birth.

“I can tell you even further. Let's meet.” Vishnu boldly invites Maureen to meet.

Maureen did not immediately answer but rather clenched her finger while holding a smile. Just this time he met such an eccentric person.

If Maureen knew that there was a fading concentration because she was smiling by herself.

“Please continue.” Maureen said as Byan looked at her coldly. Relax, he spoke while holding a smile. While the concentration of Byan had already dispersed the way.

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Honestly, this was very disturbing for Byan who was sitting opposite to Maureen. The woman even occasionally smiled faintly but when conscious Byan noticed her, the look on her face immediately turned cold. Does that mean exchanging messages with each other? With who?

Akh, this is so annoying. Maureen's behavior had been troubling her mind since noon. Since the presentation he has not even focused on noticing Maureen who is busy with a flat object in her hand.

Especially now?

“You just filled quota?” sindir Byan who looked at Maureen coldly.

“Ngak. Why why?” the girl fed back her favorite macaroni nonchalantly. Flipped his phone and just displayed the bitten apple logo.

“Do your friends send messages not bored you keep sending messages?”

“Sounds no. He responded to my message quickly. Why, are you envious?" timpal Maureen looks dazed.

"Seek your partner to send your own message. There are eight maids here, just try asking for their number.” Continue Maureen indifferently. He continued eating until it was finished.

Byan stared in disbelief at his stepmother's answer. Where could he have asked for the waiter's number, Maureen's number alone he didn't have.

Wait, did Vishnu manage to get Maureen's number? How could?

Byan's eyes immediately rounded in shock to himself with his thoughts. He did not think that Vishnu could get Maureen's number so quickly. Does he have to get ready to meet the demands of Vishnu who knows what?

Shit, Byan started to pickle his own ketir. Especially when he saw Maureen get out of her dining chair and leave without taking her eyes off the screen of his phone.

“Wait!” suddenly Byan paused Maureen's steps.

“Gosh!” Maureen was stunned with shock as she almost hit Byan.

“You genie or what, main appear aja?” grunts Maureen upset. He glanced at Byan and chose to leave.

“Eh wait! I'm not done talking.” This time Byan pulled Maureen's hand.

“Akh!” maureen's phone almost fell. The two were both shocked and held Maureen's phone tightly together.

“Lease!” maureen exclaimed as she pointed her hand with the glare of her sharp eyes. What's wrong with this day, why are there two men holding her hand?

“Okey sorry.” Byan raised his hand high.

“I just want the name, who are you texting?” he was still strong with his curiosity.

Maureen exhaled her coarse breath with a small smile. Apparently her stepdaughter was very curious.

He walked closer to Byan, placed their heads parallel and closer to Byan's ears.

“You nanyeaaakk?!!” he cried with a wry smile.

Byan was stunned and speechless because of shock and anxiety at the same time. The man turned his head and Maureen immediately pulled her body away from Byan. Look at his mocking smile.

"Not all my business you should know. Remember, you're just my stepson." Maureen's firm emphasis.

Byan stared in disbelief at Maureen's words. He was just pecking, trying to gather his consciousness. Maureen left with a smile on her lips.

“Gosh, how dare that woman speak high in front of me.” Byan muttered without being able to protest. Just be quiet, while remembering the expression of Maureen who even looks beautiful by exclaiming like that. Also his warm breath in his ears.

His lips were ringing in Byan's ears, until Byan shook his head and rubbed his own ears. The feathers even bristled. That's the magnetic pull of a Maureen.

After a long time of peeling, finally Byan realized. He immediately picked up his phone and sent a message to someone.

“Lo already got my step number?” he wrote to Vishnu.

He saw Vishnu was online but did not reply to his message. Five minutes, ten minutes and the next minutes still no reply.

“Crazy, I dicuekin.” Mumbled Byan shock. He lost a friend in a short time. Gawat, this can't be allowed.

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