Stepmom Cold Bed
Ronda

“NYOAA!!”

A waiter screamed hysterically when he saw Maureen fall into the pool and drown. She ran from the second floor to the swimming pool because she felt something was wrong with her young mistress.

“What's up?” Riswan blocked the servant's steps in front of the stairs. He and Byan had just returned home after some outside business.

“Mrs, Sir. Young mistress seems to fall into the pool.” The waiter panicked.

“WHAT?!!” Byan and Riswan both exclaimed in shock.

Without waiting for long, Byan immediately ran towards the back garden. He ran very fast to see Maureen's condition firsthand.

Sure enough, Maureen's body sank in a swimming pool two and a half meters deep. There's a bubble of air coming out and showing that Maureen is drowning.

Without waiting for long, Byan immediately jumped into the pool with his clothes still complete. It was just a suit that he threw in any direction. He swam near the unconscious Maureen. With a burst of panic he immediately carried Maureen's body to the edge. Lifted him up and laid him by the pool.

“Maureen! Hey, Maureen!” Byan patted Maureen's pale cheeks but Maureen did not budge.

Byan immediately checked his breathing and did not hear the sound of breathing or breathing that came out of Maureen's mouth and nose.

“SIAL!” the byan snort was getting panicked.

He immediately resuscitated, pressed Maureen's chest repeatedly and gave an artificial breath. Several times this repeated it and waited for Maureen's response. The waiter and Riswan who saw that were also tense and anxious.

“UHUK! Uhuk!” Maureen coughed, she spewed out all the water in her mouth and was pushed out of her airway.

“Hah, thank goodness.” Byan's body felt weak after successfully giving first aid to Maureen who was about to drown. Slowly the woman opened her eyes and Byan immediately woke her up and hugged her.

“Thank God you're okay, Maureen.” Byan whispered softly in Maureen's ear. But the woman did not chim. His body shivered and limp. His breathing is not yet fully smooth

“Master, young mistress should be brought to her room immediately,” said Riswan who could just sigh in relief after the tension earlier.

“Please prepare the shirt,” pinta Byan. He carried Maureen's body with both hands and quickly walked to Maureen's room.

Their bodies were wet, yet Byan paid no heed to it. He only knew that Maureen had to be moved to a safer place.

Maureen was laid on her bed, a cold bed that Maureen had never occupied. Byan looked at the woman for a while.

“Thank God, thank God, I'm not late.” Byan involuntarily kissed Maureen's forehead and placed her forehead on Maureen's forehead. He wanted to feel Maureen's breath coming down his face. He wanted to make sure that this woman could still survive.

Riswan and the maid only turned her face when she saw the incident right before her eyes. They could not comment, err, dared not comment on the worried feelings his young master felt.

One waiter brought Maureen's clothes, “Will her clothes be changed now Mister?” the waiter asked innocently to get two free elbows from Riswan and the butler.

“Iya, please change her clothes.” Apparently Byan had realized that in this room there was not only him and Maureen.

Byan moved out of his place, letting the waiter change Maureen's clothes.

“You should also change your shirt, Mr.” Riswan.

Byan did not answer. While coming out of Maureen's room, she kept looking at the woman. His anxiety was still too great and his curiosity was very high. Maureen can swim but why did she fall into the pool unconscious?

“Check all over his body, make sure if anyone is injured or not.” Byan gave orders to the two maids who were already preparing to help his young mistress change clothes.

“Good, Sir,” both obey.

The bedroom door was closed after Byan came out of Maureen's room. He did not realize that he was still wearing full clothes with shoes that were still tightly bound. His entire body was wet and every time he stepped, a grain of water fell from his body.

He went into the room and changed his clothes quickly. After that, he floated on his bed.

“What do you think is wrong with Maureen? Why has his emotions been unstable lately?” Byan asked Riswan who was still holding his towel. His feelings were completely unsettled to see Maureen who was very different from the one he had seen earlier.

Riswan fell silent, not daring to comment. Of course he knew what happened to Maureen but he did not dare to say anything.

“Is he sad? Despairingly? Or what? Why is he so fragile lately? I no longer see a rational but emotional Maureen.” Byan was still with questions gathered in his head.

“Finely, Sir asked directly. Maybe even young mistress needs a talkative.” Riswan could only suggest that. I don't know what will happen next, he never knows.

Byan did not agree or reject Riswan's words, he only needed to think for a while.

“Good, Mr.” Riswan nodded obediently at the request of his young master.

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Beside Maureen's bed, Byan was. An hour had passed, Maureen had not yet woken up. Byan could not help but hold Maureen's still cold hand. While looking at a plain face that looks more beautiful when without wearing makeup. It was like seeing a real Maureen without any mask.

Every now and then Byan blew Maureen's hand, giving warm air to the cold palm. He also rubbed Maureen's head gently. He felt that Maureen's hair was still wet. So he took the initiative to take a small towel and dry Maureen's hair slowly.

“You can get a headache if your hair is wet like this,” Byan muttered to himself.

Maureen did not respond, making Byan draw her face closer to feel Maureen's breath. Actually he could use his lead to get him close to Maureen's nose. But feeling Maureen's breath blowing warmly on her face, was much more pleasant and soothing.

“You're like sleeping beauty. It's okay, sleep as long as you want but you have to wake up in a better state. Don't make me anxious like this.” Byan spoke to himself, as if comforting his troubled heart.

“Excuse me Sir, this is your warm drink.” The voice of the servant sounded in the mouth of the door.

“Yes, comein. Just put it here.” Byan pointed at the table beside Rannjang Maureen.

The servant also obeyed Byan's orders, occasionally he glanced at Byan's hand that could not be separated holding Maureen's hand. He smiled inwardly at the great attention that Byan had given Maureen.

“Why?” byan asked, when he realized the waiter had been nearby for too long.

“Oh, no Sir. I am only worried about the young Madam, because she has not yet woken up.” The waiter was embarrassed. His heart was pounding as he saw Byan's tight grip on his young mistress.

“He'll wake up, you guys don't worry. You guys just take a break, I'll take care of him.” Byan said really.

“Good, Mr.” The waiter immediately left.

He was outside the room already waiting for another servant who was curious about their friend's story.

“Where?” whispered one curious waiter.

“Iihhh gemess. The young master held on to the young Madam's hand. I got deg-degan when he said, ‘I'll take care of him.’” The servant exemplified a complete sentence with his deep and heavy voice.

“Aahh jeeznn... kok me baper yaa?” the face of another waiter until reddened to hear the story of his friend.

“Iyaa, let alone me who saw directly. I watched the romantic series live. Make deg-degan.” The servant expressively expressed his feelings.

“EHEM!” riswan's voice sounded in the distance. They immediately dispersed and returned to their respective places.

Without them knowing, Riswan was indeed not far from them. He heard all the excessive chatter of the servants. They secretly noticed. There are two things that can never be held back and hidden, namely, sneezing and feelings of love. As Byan pointed out at this moment.

Out of curiosity, Riswan also took a peek from the door gap. He saw his young master take a warm drink and gulp it down. However, he did not swallow the drink completely unless he ducked down, approached Maureen and kissed the beautiful woman and gave the drink through his mouth to Maureen.

Riswan was shocked and covered his face for a while. There was the behavior of his young master. What does it mean to try, do that? So Maureen doesn't choke 'does she?

Sure enough, Maureen swallowed it smoothly. No trouble at all. Byan did it several times until he felt enough.

After that, he moved to sit on the bed right next to Maureen. He slightly lifted Maureen's body and leaned her on his chest. He hugged the woman quite tightly.

Perhaps the hope is for Maureen's body to warm.

“Gosh, it looks like I won't be able to sleep tonight. I have to keep watch at this door.” Riswan spoke for himself. He was worried that his young master was crossing the line.

Sure enough, Riswan took a chair and sat down in front of the door of Maureen's room. From his place, he could still see Byan and Maureen. It's one of his heavy jobs tonight, which is paying attention to Byan and Maureen.

Happy ‘ngeronda’ Riswan, be careful his high blood relapse again.

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