Stepmom Cold Bed
Reaffirmation

Dita has joined other visitors on the beach. He shrieked his body with a rhythmic rhythm of music. The bule man who was the target had also been he got.

Occasionally he turned to Maureen and invited Maureen to come down but the girl preferred to stay in her place while enjoying a drink in her glass that did not run out. Though usually a glass of wine he can spend one sip. But this time so long because interspersed daydreaming.

“Excuse me, can I sit here?” asked a brown-skinned European man who was sitting in front of Maureen. He speaks English with a Brazilian accent.

Thin white clothes were attached to his body, showing his neatly arranged rows of chest muscles.

“Please, this is a public place.” Maureen chimed in casually.

“Mateo.” The sexy man extended his hand to Maureen.

“Maureen,” sahut the beautiful widow.

“Beautiful name, Mateo, Maureen,” said Maureen, who still shook Maureen's hand.

Maureen did not chim in, she put down her glass and began to enjoy the snack she had ordered.

“You are a tourist or a native?” Mateo was interested in getting to know Maureen even further.

“Tourists.” Maureen answered briefly.

Mateo nodded in understanding. “I live there, maybe you want to stop by.” The man pointed at a star-studded hotel not far from the beach. The hotel is always full and makes Maureen stop staying there.

“No, he's not going anywhere because he came with me.” A man with crutches in his hands, who chimed in. Who else if not the stepson, Byan.

“Oowwhh. You guys coming together?" Mateo pointed at Byan and Maureen alternately.

"Yes, is there a problem?" Byan with his annoying rancid behavior, Maureen did not want to interfere.

"I think a woman as beautiful as this would choose a more normal man,” ledek Mateo.

“What do you mean?!” byan's emotions instantly ignited. Without hesitation he pulled the collar of Mateo's shirt roughly.

“Quiet man, I'm just kidding. But if you want to be serious, I do not hesitate to serve you.” Mateo shook off the hand of Byan that was on his collar. His powerful touch made the Byan crutches fall down.

Visitors who were having fun also began to notice Maureen and the two men. Maureen had to get up to break up so that there would be no fighting.

“Enough! We are well acquainted, please do not make a bad first impression.” Maureen stands between Byan and Mateo.

“No, I'm sorry. I don't intend to behave like that. All because of this guy. Is he really your partner?” Mateo did not accept.

“It's none of your business. If you want to have fun, go ahead. But I can't participate. Good night,” said Maureen who then chose to leave after picking up the crutches belonging to Byan.

“Shit!” grunted Mateo in annoyance.

He looked at Byan full of anger while Byan smiled with satisfaction at the man's reaction to Maureen's stern attitude.

Byan decided to catch up with Maureen who had already left him.

“Why did you leave me? We need to talk!” continued Byan.

Maureen had to stop her steps because it seemed like she and Byan had to talk.

Byan approached, approaching Maureen who was still behind him.

“You avoided me but you also bullied me. What do you mean exactly?” asked Byan who was still upset by the way Maureen was carelessly acquainted with men.

“Who lured you Byan? I never did!" Timpal Maureen turned around. It seemed like there was something he had to make clear to Byan.

“Since long ago, my attitude was like this. My behavior and the way I dress are like this too. And this is my right, it has nothing to do with you.” Mauren's starting to get inflamed.

“But that man could easily harass you! You don't see the way he looks at your body from top to bottom? It's like he's stripping you naked. You don't think about what's in that guy's head?”

“I can take care of myself, Byan! I don't need anyone's help including you.” Maureen chimed in quickly.

“Even if I am your stepmother, I can keep my honor and keep the honor of the Anggoro family. So no need to interfere with my personal affairs.” Maureen's voice rose an octave.

“You are wrong Maureen, I am not worried about the honor of the Anggoro family or your position as the ex-wife of Anggoro.” Byan put a clear emphasis on the word Ex in his speech.

“I'm worried about you, as a-“

“Enough Byan, don't joke anymore.” Maureen was already reluctant to hear the loving sentences from Byan. Because it makes his feelings more messy.

“I am your stepmother and you are my stepson. So, just admit it. There is no need for additions or subtractions. And remember, whenever we are rivals. Don't let your guard down, because I can snatch Anggoro corp from your hands.” Maureen spoke very forcefully though she could not cover up the tightness and teary eyes when she said the words.

“What is your decision done? Please think again Maureen,” pinta Byan seriously. He felt his heart being broken just like that by Maureen.

“Sure, my decision from the beginning has been very unanimous. And will not change until anytime.” Maureen said confidently. Just this time he looked at Byan's face with a clingy and firm speech. He felt that he had to do this for Byan and for himself. Because for eternity, the Anggoro family is a family he hates.

Not getting any guidance from Byan makes Maureen sure that her stepson has received all her words. Maureen made sure that Byan had heard what he should have said from the start. So he decided to leave Byan alone without feeling guilty about anything.

After Maureen died, Byan was silent in his place. It seemed like Maureen had completely closed the door of opportunity for the two of them. But why is it that when Byan kisses her that Maureen shows her true feelings? Why did he feel that Maureen felt the same way as him?

Without Byan knowing, there were three pairs of eyes that witnessed the two people's debate from the beginning. They listened to each sentence alternately spoken by Byan and Maureen.

“Do you guys think the same thing as me?” tanya Dita who turned Riswan and Wiki.

“Ya,” answer the two men who are on the left and right side of Dita.

“Why am I the same?” ask Dita later.

Riswan and Wiki only shook their heads because they felt the same way.

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