Stepmom Cold Bed
The unrest of two men

A video sent by Vishnu via the chat application on Byan, video he was karaoke a sad song with the original singer from the neighboring country there. The sound of music that dayu plus the sound of Vishnu Nestapa, making Byan scrunch his forehead.

“Lo why?” reply Byan.

“Gue heartbroken. Jill shun me.” Vishnu returned to reply.

“Indeed, you shot him? Don't you want to wait a month?” Byan pretended not to know. Though he heard all Maureen talk with Vishnu.

“Iyaaa, I can't wait a month. Keep shooting him, uh I'm rejected. It hurts me a lot By, for a whole new age this time I'm rejected a girl. Usually I'm the nolakin chick.”

“Emh rasain's.  Your habit of flying. Tau-tauunya Maureen does not want to be the runway lo.” Inner Byan who chuckled read Vishnu's last message. All four of them he was arrogant, showing off his usual pursuit of women when Byan's stepmother just rejected him.

“Ya is patient. Her name is also female. I told you my stepmother was different.” That message that Byan sent in return.

“Yes, but I can't take it. Lo help me dong, make dapetin heart Jill.” Vishnu gave a lot of crying emotes at the end of his message.

“By the nerves, am I the one who asked for his help, why am I the one who was told to help him?” Byan stared cluelessly at the message sent by Vishnu.

“Lo not wrong talking? Now who's asking who to help?” Byan screeched in annoyance. I don't know why he became upset to hear Vishnu really like this.

“I'm not wrong. Nothing I don't get anything from lo, the important thing is I can get Jill. Come on Byan, my heart is broken, my life is broken, please help me.” Vishnu whined again.

“Now's nerves are really a child. Why should I be the one to take them. Most drink this prik boy!” Byan spoke with his phone closer as if he was cursing at the flat object. It feels like seeing Vishnu calling Maureen with the call of Jill.

His chest suddenly hot read the message that Vishnu sent to him. He felt, now Vishnu he could not rely on. Wisnu's behavior even makes him dizzy.

“How By, you want to help me right? If I manage to be the same Jill, you are also the one who is lucky.” Vishnu sent back a plea message to Byan, upsetting him.

“Iyaa, I'm in forginin. But this is not the concept of mahmudin!” Byan had typed the message, but then he looked at it a while ago and removed it again.

He felt something in his heart at this moment. Butwhat?

“Gue give five hundred jetong if you succeed in dapetin own heart Maureen. I don't want to interfere with the romance of both of you.” The message was sent by Byan.

“Gue doesn't need money, I need Jill. Jill doang, Jill forever. My heart was taken with Jill. I'm really sad. Please ask him to turn my heart.” Reply to Vishnu quickly.

This time Byan decided not to retaliate. He laid his body on the bed and turned off his phone screen. The discussion about Maureen made his heart not careless. He only looked at the ceiling of his room, but then the picture was the beautiful face of Maureen.

“Jeez, my eyes why is this?” Byan rubbed his own eyes. Though he was still upset with Maureen for offending his mother but he was instead happy because Vishnu failed to get Maureen's heart.

“Aaakkk my brain why this?” Byan used a pillow to cover his own face. Then he rolled around trying to erase his thoughts about Maureen.

“Tring!” a message back in.

Lazy actually checked Vishnu's message, but he was afraid Vishnu would do something stupid that could harm him. He knows exactly, Vishnu never complained about women and the new Maureen who made it all this.

“Haaa huf! Haaa huf! Haaaa huf!” three breaths and three gusts byan to neutralize his feelings.

“Quiet Byan. Read it first, do not be provoked by the sadness of Vishnu. Most days doang him like this, tomorrow also he forgot.” Byan prepared himself first.

Once it feels ready, it turns on the phone screen. But it was not Vishnu who sent him a message but a new number.

Quickly, Byan read it.

“I'm sorry for offending your mother. I know it's inappropriate.” As the message sounds.

“Hah? Who's this?” Byan immediately checked the user username of the chat application.

“Hah, Jill Mo?” Byan's eyes rounded until almost dislodged. In one move he immediately rose from his bed, staring in disbelief at the message he received. Of course he was aware of who the sender of this message was.

“Quiet Byan, cool.. stay cool. Santaaiii, beach kayaking .. slow, island kayaking..” Byan spoke to himself. He closed his eyes to neutralize his feelings.

“But I'm curious anjir!” this time it was his impatient heart. “Gue wants to get rid of him. Can't be this.” Very quickly he changed his mind.

Finally he decided to reply to Maureen's message.

“Sorry, who is this?” he wrote a message while saying it. His style sends his message he makes it as cold and cool as possible.

He sent the message and waited a while.

“Tring!” the voice of the message became the most voice in the later Byan at this time.

“Maureen.” Just one word in return.

“Hah, gini doang reply?” Byan stared at the screen of his phone in disbelief. He waited a while, refresh the mesanger application maybe Maureen is still typing other messages. One minute, two minutes to three minutes, no further messages from Maureen.

“Ni girls don't know how to apologize what? Gini doang the way he apologized?” Byan so nagged his phone. He hoped Maureen would send him a message longer than just introducing him.

“What am I samperin?” Byan was about to open the door. But his steps came to a standstill when he realized why he should be this excited to hear a longer sentence from Maureen.

He thought, what exactly is he waiting for, an apology or a stale message that makes his heart like in a stirring? Wasn't an apology enough in one sentence? Why do we have to meet?

Finally Byan just sculpted, along with Maureen who also sculpted in front of the door of his room. He was still thinking, why didn't Byan return the message? Is his stepson very angry?

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