Stepmom Cold Bed
Should it reverse direction?

“What is your business done?” byan's voice greeted Maureen who had just returned home after meeting Vishnu.

Byan actually knew what Maureen was doing out there. But having lost track of the woman for a while, he wondered what else Maureen had done without her knowledge. Either turn where the girl is, which is clearly Byan to the house first.

“Not your business.” Typhoon Maureen. He ignored the man who was playing chess alone.

“Instead it's none of my business.” Byan moved from his place after successfully scaling the king of white by a black horse. The game was completed shortly after Maureen arrived.

He walked beside Maureen and accelerated. He turned around to walk backwards in order to see Maureen's expression after rejecting someone. His expression was ordinary even though the Vishnu he knew was highly valued by women.

“But the problem I'm curious.” Furthermore Byan who tried to peek at Maureen's face and slightly bowed.

“Stop bothering me, I'm not looking to argue.” Maureen pushed away the face of Byan who was approaching her and wanted to see her upset expression.

Byan could smell Maureen's fragrant hand.

“Regardly once.” Decik Byan who was smiling sneered.

“Where are you having lunch?” Byan was still asking out of curiosity.

“I'm on a diet.” Maureen snorted in annoyance.

Just earlier Vishnu made him uncomfortable by approaching him and this time his stepson even continued to stick like a kitten who sought attention.

“Eat, don't get sick. If you are sick, it will make it easier for me to get rid of you.” Persuade Byan who packs it into a threat.

At the bottom of the stairs their steps stopped. Maureen looked at Byan in annoyance because her stepdaughter's words were true. If he is sick, Byan will be easier to get rid of him. Akh, he can't let this happen.

“Which you choose, fried chicken, balado egg, jerky, eemmm let alone earlier yes?” Byan made a choice because he believed Maureen was thinking about her words.

Maureen did not chim in but simply passed away to the dining room. Byan smiled slightly seeing her stepmother obediently at her words. There must be a trick of its own to force Maureen to comply with his wishes.

Sure enough, the menu mentioned byan was among the menus presented at the dining table.

“Oh yes, shrimp. I forgot to call it because I don't like it.” Byan was still talking about food.

Maureen did not respond, preferring to take a little rice with enough side dishes and then start eating using her spoon and fork.

“Ckckck. Your hands are dirty from the outside and do not wash your hands. I don't know how many millions of germs will enter your mouth and gnaw on your us.” Byan comments when Maureen just bribed the first one. He spoke as if Maureen was a child he should teach.

Maureen seemed to not care, she took the fried chicken with her bare hands and ate the fried chicken in front of Byan while glaring in annoyance.

Byan chuckles, Maureen does like to make easy things complicated and upsetting.

“Don't complain if you get a stomachache later.” Byan's Message.

Sure enough, that afternoon Maureen did not stop back and forth to the bathroom because she continued to urinate. His stomach was wrapped around unstoppably and he was already very limp lacking in fluids.

“Akh shit, the annoying boy's speech even became reality.” Maureen held onto her stomach as she bent down and returned to the toilet.

Unpleasant sounds echoed in the bathroom.

“Aduuhh this how the hell do I pull no stop-stop?” Maureen propped up her dizzy forehead. The power is drained due to fluid loss. It seemed like this was the last time he was meditating in the bathroom because his sore stomach started to improve after his stomach contents were thrown away without rest.

Finished meditating in the bathroom, Maureen chose to lay her body on the sofa. Already one big glass of water he sipped but did not necessarily wipe his thirst. He still wanted to drink but his body was too limp.

“Tok tock!”

The sound of knocking on the door blew Maureen's mind away. Instead of opening the door, he prefers to answer it.

“Come.” Maureen. He thought one of his servants had come in.

But as it turned out, a man entered and was none other than Byan.

Byan looked around Maureen's quiet, cold room. The woman was not lying on her bed but on the sofa.

“What's up?” asked Maureen who flipped her body back to Byan. Lazy to see the face of his stepson who must have come just to tease him.

“I heard your stomach hurt. Can I call a doctor?” bargained for. She sat in the small chair Maureen used to sit at her dressing table.

“No need, later also healed.” Typhoon Maureen. He hated drugs and other medical things. The smell of the hospital room alone has made his head dizzy.

“Then, take this medicine. You can be dehydrated because a lot of fluid comes out.” Advice Byan. He offered two glasses of water and one tablet of the drug over the pisin. One glass of water looks more cloudy than the other glass.

Maureen did not take the medicine and drink that was recommended byan. He looked at Byan vigilantly.

“Why are you doing this?” tanyanya hesitated while turning around.

Byan smiled slightly, it turned out that Maureen was very suspicious of him.

“Yes assume I'm returning the favor. Yes even though the mind is not wrong anything.” Sahut Byan.

He couldn't have told Maureen that he wanted to repair his relationship with Maureen.

“Funny.” Decik Maureen's.

He did not continue his curiosity and immediately woke up to take the medicine and drink that was offered by Byan. He put the medicinal tablet on his tongue, slightly grimacing as he could taste the bitter taste that made him want to vomit.

“Kayak aja small children, directly swallow!” byan's Provocation.

Maureen was upset and immediately sipped her water. His breathing was slightly puffed up after he managed to swallow the medicine.

“Drink this one too, this electrolyte liquid.” Point Byan at the other glass.

“Electrolyte?” Maureen stared in disbelief.

“Iyaa, it works to maintain the fluid balance in your body. Try.” Byan gave the glass directly to Maureen's hand.

Maureen's doubts accepted it. Tasting it a little, “Emmmhh!! What water is this, it does not taste good.” The Maureen protest did not like it.

“Medicine is nothing good. Continue first so that the spout heals.” Forced Byan did not want to hear rejection.

Maureen lazily drank the sweet and salty oral liquid.

Byan patiently accompanied Maureen to swallow her medicine. He watched Maureen's quiet, cold room. The room was very neat, which was a mess just the sofa that Maureen occupied. His bed was even still filled with dried rose petals with neatly attached mosquito nets surrounding the bed. This flair makes Byan curious.

“You didn't sleep in bed?” Byan decided to ask.

Maureen stared at the sleeping bed she had never been in.

“The bed is a bridal bed, not a widow's bed.” Sahut Maureen lightly while laying her body.

“You mean, all this time you didn't sleep there?” Byan looked at Maureen in disbelief.

“What are you expecting?” answers Maureen asked back.

Byan just smiled a little. “You will keep your bed like this? Until when?”

“I have no obligation to answer you.” Timpal Maureen with cold.

Hearing Maureen's reply, Byan looked at the woman fixedly and approached. Maureen was already on high alert to see the approaching Byan. He thought that being alone in a room like this would make Byan do something indecent to him. But who would have thought, his stepson instead put his hand on Maureen's forehead, intending to check her stepmother's temperature.

“Your head is not reduced just because you are pulling. Ckckck Said Byan with a wry smile.

For a moment they looked at each other. Although Byan's speech sucks, Maureen did not expect that Byan could also pay attention to him. It felt like he was almost crushed by the treatment of Byan which even enveloped Maureen to the limit of the chest. But then he realized that Byan was his enemy. He shouldn't have considered Byan's attention special. It's possible that the man was looking for a loophole to further knock him down.

“Rest a few days, until you recover. Do not force yourself into the office. Calm down, I will not load evil plans when you are not around.” Said Byan unexpectedly.

Moments later, Maureen was stunned to hear the words of her stepson. But then he brushed off the hand of Byan that was on his forehead.

“Go, I don't need your attention.” Resolutely Maureen later.

“Okey, besides I don't feel at home lingering in a cold room like this.” Timpal Byan, moving from his place and shuddering reluctantly.

Maureen no longer chimed in, she let Byan out of her room.

After the door closed, he also checked the temperature of his forehead, apparently not fever but why does his body feel sultry?

I don't know, Maureen prefers to raise her blanket to cover her entire body, only the tip of her hair is still visible.

“Sial! Very bright.” His agitated grunts in the blanket.

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