Stepmom Cold Bed
Business in the morning

Awkwardly, that feeling that Maureen was currently feeling. He did not want to think about Byan's words last night, but the necessity he met with Byan and took care of all the needs of the man made Maureen remember the words of Byan that he thought were tickling.

Just imagine, he said that he liked Maureen.

“Yang really. Crazy time with kids.” Bump stepmother in annoyance.

Want to not care but the sentence was clearly said by Byan and the result at this time Maureen felt very awkward.

He walked back and forth in front of his room, checking his phone several times. It's getting late, but Byan hasn't sent him a message yet. Can he take care of himself?

“Akh, why am I so frustrated gini?” Maureen asked herself.

When he was in college, there were a lot of men chasing him. But Maureen didn't take the dizzy. He is free to express his rejection without any guilt.

But now, the necessity of meeting Byan every day made Maureen unable to easily express her feelings. He is difficult to be mediocre because Byan's expression last night was too emotional and felt touched his heart.

“Jeez Maureeeeennnnn, why do you have this story?” Maureen sat for a while on her couch, cupping her face. He is still trying to control his feelings and attitudes to impress ordinary.

“Tring!” an incoming message resuscitates Maureen from her condition.

Quickly he checked the message because he thought maybe the sender was Byan. Unfortunately, his prediction missed. Melda sent the message.

“For Maureen, this is Melda.” Maureen breathed a sigh of relief.

While sending a private message, Melda did call him big brother because he was Maureen's junior brother during college. The calls will be different when they meet at the office.

“I want to nginfoin, today Mr. Edwin wants to meet young master, he said there is something to discuss. What time is the young master's agenda empty, brother? I asked for a time tag yes ...” Those two sentences were what Melda told Maureen.

Maureen did not immediately reply to Melda's message, she first checked Byan's agenda on her tablet. There is one meeting that must be attended by Byan, the rest pursue the project submission deadline that he must agree to.

“Young master had a meeting this morning. I'm scheduled after lunch yes Mel,” reply Maureen.

“Seeper, thank you very much. Later I infoin to Mr. Edwin.”

Maureen replied to him with a thumb symbol, an emot that some time ago Vishnu often sent to him.

Sure enough, in the end Maureen must be able to behave professionally. He decided to meet Byan in his room, worried that the man had not prepared and instead misfortune.

Three knocks rang out at the door of Byan's room. The man was still staring at the contents of his closet that suddenly filled up this morning.

“I, Maureen.” Maureen said in front of the door.

“Come in,” Byan chimed. He was still thinking about which clothes he should wear this morning.

The shadow of Maureen was seen at the mouth of the door. He nodded politely at Byan who looked at him for a moment.

“I have an important meeting right, this morning?” without diga Byan directly asked about work.

“True, the agenda is at nine in the morning with the construction contractor elite housing.” Light Maureen straightforwardly.

He also tried to adjust himself because it seems that Byan no longer wants to discuss the problem last night. Let's just say he slammed because of exhaustion.

“Let me help,” Maureen approached at Byan and stood in front of the closet. He chose a shirt, pants and suit as well as a tie suitable for Byan to wear.

“It is available in the development area so you should wear comfortable clothes and easily absorb sweat.” Maureen hangs one shirt stel for Byan outside the closet.

“Please put on the shirt first.” Maureen gave the shirt to Byan to wear. The man was already wearing a deep shirt, in contrast to yesterday who was still bare-chested. It seemed like he was trying to control his attitude in front of Maureen.

The tall man entered the dressing room with his shirt and work pants while his suit was still in Maureen's hands, in the middle of which he gave perfume.

Not long until then Byan came out and showed his fresh appearance.

Maureen approached Byan again to put on a tie. He slightly tiptoed to adjust his height with Byan. Their body height that was far enough made the Hells Maureen insufficient to compensate for the Byan's height. With a little tiptoe the brown-eyed lady was quite able to adjust her height.

The tie is clad and knotted quickly. There was not much discussion and Byan preferred to look the other way. It was not only Maureen who felt awkward, this man was the same.

Change the suit Maureen wears and she trimmed it.

“This afternoon Mr. Edwin wants to meet you. It seems like there is something he wants to talk about. I've arranged an appointment after lunch hour at the office.” Maureen.

Not to forget he put a watch on Byan's left hand.

“Prepare the material about resort development in Bali, there are some things I want to ask the same about Edwin.” Typhoon Byan once then took a comb and tidied his hair that was still half dry.

“Good. Your breakfast is ready, you can get off.” soon Tandas Maureen who then nodded politely and came out first from Byan's room.

“Agoshaaa, what kind of talk is this?” gerutu Byan who does not like this condition.

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Whether it's breakfast or a trip to the office, everything is quiet. Riswan watched the two men from his rearview mirror. I don't know what happened to this mother and stepson until they chose to busy themselves.

Maureen is looking around for a flurry of tabbing while Byan watches a Japanese card movie with his voice quite loud. The two men exchanged lyrics as the girl in the Japanese movie cried. His voice sounded inappropriate to be heard together like this.

Quickly Byan sped up the crying scene and watched the other part so as not to disturb the focus of Riswan and Maureen.

Arriving at the office, they headed straight for the President Director's office. The PA prepares the material while the President Director studies the documents he must approve.

“What demands do contractors ask for at this time?” suddenly, Byan asked.

Maureen immediately took some files and put them on Byan's desk.

“They request that GL be issued periodic. It looks like building materials that continue to skyrocket up making it difficult for them to get an injection of funds. I've contacted the finance director and there are about eight percent that contractors can disburse early. With a note, the quality of building materials should be the same as those they mentioned in the cooperation agreement.”

“We will check it directly, that's the reason why I suggest that the meeting be conducted in the development area.” Maureen said in detail. He also showed the figures he had mentioned according to the direction of the financial director.

“Iya, we can give this value to them. I also don't want this project to stop in the middle of the road. I'm afraid that if we don't meet our request, the building is even made to tilt like the Tower of Pisa.” Ledek Byan, while reminding Maureen of his previous ledge.

Maureen was stunned for a while, she realized that what Byan repeated was her sentence the other day. He wanted to laugh but then held it back. He does not want the cliff between professionalism and the person he has built, but again destroyed.

“Good sir.” It was only Maureen's words that made Byan fail to laugh.

“Akh, sucks!” byan snort in heart.

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