Stepmom Cold Bed
Think of each other

A wheelchair rushes towards Maureen's room. Who else is the user if not Byantara who still has an injury to his right leg. He was about to approach Maureen who seemed to be still very upset after the debate a while ago.

As Riswan said that Maureen's tone of voice had already gone up and down an octave while arguing with her. He felt regret for making this woman angry for one thing that was actually just a misunderstanding. Though this afternoon Maureen must have been very tired of obeying all the childish requests of Byan. Adit and Dita are the things that make Maureen finally upset and leave Angoro's workspace.

Armed with that guilt, Byan follows Maureen to her room. He knocked on the door that was slightly open. From where he was, Byan could see Maureen who was opening her suitcase and preparing the necessities for her to take out of town.

The woman will go for an important job that needs to be supervised and reviewed in person.

Consciously noticed, Highlight Maureen's eyes turned towards the door, she snorted in annoyance as it turned out that the one on the doorstep was Byan. The tall man smiled stiffly revealing his guilt.

“Can I log in?” he asked doubtfully.

Maureen did not reply, but rather continued the unfinished packing session.

Byan with his high initiative immediately entered. He felt he had to apologize to his stepmother.

"I'm sorry for what happened" Byan said, feeling guilty.

Maureen glared annoyedly, she kept packing her clothes with a rough hand gesture.

"Your mind is always weird and unreasonable. So sucks!" timpal Maureen's.

"I know that's why I'm sorry,"

Maureen is no longer chiming in.

“You really want to go check conservation island?” Byan looked at Maureen from her place. Maureen's cold face seemed to confirm that she was really angry.

“Do I have to ignore the problem there and stay here?” Maureen asked back. If it's like this, fix it, Maureen is really upset.

“Of course we can't do that. The slightest deviation must be completed.” Byan replied diplomatically. He realized, like he couldn't stop Maureen from leaving.

Maureen smiled wryly at the words of her boss and stepson.

“I'll go with the development department staff named DITA!" his partner's name was mentioned firmly.

"Okey." Byan nodded.

"We will be there at the earliest about three days and at the longest depending on the conditions there. I've sent all your agenda for the next week to Melda, she will be your PA as long as I go.”

Maureen spoke as she stuffed some clothes into her suitcase. Arranging neatly based on the type of clothes and their functions. Her clothes were dominated by the color of the ground.

He took his phone and typed something.

“Contact Melda I sent to your number, you can contact him anytime. Currently he is PA mas Edwin but because of Edwin mas activities are not too much and rarely to the office, so he will focus more on taking care of you.”

Maureen put back her phone and looked at Byan who was just looking at her who was reporting.

“What's less obvious?” Maureen asked the man who was only that dumbstruck.

“Where did you stay while you were there?” Byan showed his anxiety. His feelings were not upset because he heard that Maureen would be gone for a long time.

“I will stay in an inn not far from the island. The travel time from the island where I live to the conservation area is about forty-five minutes by boat. Close enough and the trip is safe.”

Byan nodded in understanding but his heart shook anxiously. Can he ask Maureen not to go?

“There may be a child,” muttered Byan who can still be heard by Maureen. Apparently the man was unconscious by his behavior or perhaps conscious but only he showed it to Maureen.

“There's more you need before I go?” Maureen stared fixedly at Byan, not wanting any sudden interruptions for unclear reasons.

Byan shook his head, “Currently enough,” he said slowly.

“I'll go with the first flight tomorrow morning around half-time seven. If you have anything you need, let me know until this afternoon. Since it starts later tonight, the PA task will move on Melda.”

Byan nodded weakly, very weak. As all his power was gone, he went with Maureen.

“Can you change your face water? You look at me like I'm going to war.” The beautiful woman felt uneasy with the anxious look that Byan showed. Since when can the man express himself like that.

Byan did not chim in, he simply rubbed his face violently and exhaled slowly.

“Please continue packing, I want to go to the room,” part weakly.

“Need me to drop off?”

Byan shook his head, he turned his wheelchair against the room door.

“Don't forget dinner. I'll wait on the balcony,” the message before the man leaves.

“Iya,” sahut Maureen who breathed his breath relieved after seeing the departure of Byan out of his room.

He went to close the door tightly, rushed to clean all his belongings and laid his tired body on the sofa. One leg was still hanging onto the floor. He lifted up slowly and supinely looking at the ceiling of the room above his head.

The round eyes were closed, his breath he tried to set. He meditated for a while while remembering what had happened today. Byan's change of attitude towards him became the biggest thing that filled his mind. Especially when he saw the unwilling look that Byan showed him.

“That's a kid why the hell?” Maureen asked herself. Some of the facial expressions that Byan showed were too bothersome to him.

“Is he too sad and upset because his legs hurt?” the guilt re-emerged in Maureen's heart.

If Byan hadn't tried to help him, maybe his stepson would have been fine.

“Hah, I shouldn't have behaved that cold and been more patient with his behavior. At the moment he is more difficult than me.”

Mauren began to regret her actions a moment ago. He should be more patient. But the attitude of Byan and Anggoro is too far across. Anggoro who seems very overprotective to him and Byan who impressed very, what is it?

Maureen had trouble defining it.

“Sabar Byan, you'll get well soon. After that you can do whatever you want.” Maureen tried to calm herself and the Byan figure she had in mind. Only this time did he properly think of the mannerisms and expressions that Byan showed.

The random man who was currently silent in front of the window of his room and looked at the mural he made on the pool wall.

“Sorry that I acted too much. I just want to get more attention. I also don't know for what reason.” Byan muttered alone in his place. He imagined the figure of Maureen in his mind and looked at her with a clueless expression.

Can anyone describe Byan's current feelings?

If Maureen knew what Byan was feeling.

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