Stepmom Cold Bed
Oma's Cajolery

The atmosphere in Ruwina's residence was slightly different. The elderly woman told all the servants to prepare a good meal for dinner and also arranged the house neatly and cleanly. Although she is no longer young and her physical abilities have decreased, the woman can still give orders clearly.

The clear and firm commandment he also gave to Edwin. After hearing that the youngest son and the granddaughter were arguing in the office, Ruwina felt that she had to clear things up. He could not let Byan get further and further away from his grasp. Therefore, he told Edwin to invite his granddaughter to dinner together as a warm family.

“You should be better able to read situations and control emotions. After all Byan was the son of Anggoro, his blood flowed profusely in the child's body. All his attitude and way of thinking will not be much different from Anggoro.”

“You don't seem to know your sister. He can not be debated especially in front of many people. It's not strange that Byan got wrathful.” Ruwina nagged the son who could never take the heart of Byan.

“Pretend you are on his side, later also if he is off guard, you can take advantage of the situation and make everything turn around. Don't act as recklessly as you are now. Mama until having to intervene to persuade Byan so as not to be angry with you.”

“How lucky are you to argue with him in front of a crowd? Wherever he is the chief director. Even though he just took office, he can show that his work is good. Of course, there will be many people who are looking for safety and support it. You're looking to die if you fight him with a frontal like that.”

“Iyaaa, yes, yaaa!!! I understand Mah! Want to see when you keep nagging me like a kid like this?!” Edwin began not to accept the treatment of his mother.

“Until you understand!"

"Your hair has started to bleach but your brain is no brighter than the kid yesterday afternoon. Do not let all your indiscriminate attitude even make you get nothing from your stepbrother!” ruwina's eyes bulged with anger at her son's behavior. He was annoyed at the behavior of Edwin who could never keep his attitude and thoughts.

“Ya already! I've got it. I also took care to invite my niece to dinner. What else is lacking?” Edwin's voice went up.

“Take your attitude correctly. Approach Byan, influence him. Do not let you lose to the widow Anggoro.”

“Tell you, Byan is getting closer to his stepmother. You investigate that. How close is Byan's relationship with the Maureen. It's possible that you could get a chance by spying on their relationship.”

“If it leads to a relationship that is more than just a mother and stepson, you can win a lot. At least you can hold it because Maureen had a relationship with another man before the three months of Anggoro's death.” Ruwina with a lot of stratagems in her head.

“Where do you know that their relationship is more than just a child and stepmother?” Edwin asked back, he looked at Ruwina curiously.

“The eyes and ears are plentiful. Blind people can see it. Your eyes are so bad you can't see anything like that? That's why you marry, let's know how the form of male and female relationship.” Ruwina's lecture continues on her innuendo about Edwin's single status.

“Hah, why would I marry if I enjoyed my free life more? I can also meet my needs in other ways. Why bother tied to women?” Edwin remained with his thoughts that were difficult to change. He took back the alcoholic drink in his glass.

“Dumb thoughts! How can you maintain your status as the successor to the company Anggoro later, if you yourself do not have children?” Ruwina clucked bitterly.

“Have you not thought in that direction?” ruwina's question left Edwin stunned. This son who was ten years older than Byan was indeed very difficult to rely on.

“You don't have to bother thinking until there. After all, no woman deserves to be my queen yet. Except her,”

Edwin gave a small smile remembering a beautiful face that often made him homesick and emotional at the same time. His figure often amazes him, but the more he is stunned, the more he often says and is rude to the woman.

“Whom do you mean?” Ruwina asked curiously.

“Mamah just wait. I just said, from now on, don't hate him too much. Because it could be that woman will be the daughter-in-law of mamah.” Edwin smiled mysteriously making Ruwina wary of his son's words.

“Melda! Where's the girl?” Ruwina instantly remembered her son's PA.

“Why do you love him?” Edwin was curious. But not shaken one bit. The water of his face did not change.

“Did he forget to bring the cake he asked for? Why is this clock not coming yet?” Ruwina looked at the clock on the wall, it was almost seven in the evening.

Edwin did not answer. He pulled out his phone and tried to contact his PA.

“Where are you?” that question was what he asked later.

“I am in front of Master, just arrived.” Melda's voice was clear.

Edwin hung up his phone and not long after a woman appeared at the door in a hasty step into the house.

“Night. Lelet once you Melda, the clock is coming soon,” protest Ruwina.

“Sorry madam, the cake shop owner was having business so the shop closed early. So I waited for the owner to return.” Melda reasoned.

“Hah, many reasons you. Ready for the cake. Make sure it looks attractive, because it's Byan.”'s favorite cake Ruwina gave the order again.

He also had a glance at Edwin, he wanted to know what woman Edwin meant was the girl? But Edwin did not express himself in the slightest, he remained with his drink.

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Half an hour later, Byan arrived. He came alone without Riswan's escort.

“Welcome granddaughter Oma,” welcome Ruwina while stretching her arms. He was stunned because Byan wanted to fulfill his invitation.

“Oma's Night,” Byan hugged his grandmother back.

While Edwin was ignored.

“Why, did you guys fight?” Ruwina pretended not to know. He wants to be a neutral party.

“Not Oma invited me to settle my dispute with Om Edwin?” byan's words sounded cynical.

“Loh, yes no. Oma ngundang you because Oma kangen dinner with you. Where Oma knows if you guys are fighting.” Ruwina remained with her choice to pretend.

“Om same niece difference of opinion is reasonable Mah, father same child could have different opinions.” Edwin chimed in casually while raising his glass at Byan.

“You guys, the same Om should get along. Who would you like to help each other if not brothers?” Ruwina kept trying to look neutral.

Byan just smiled cynically looking at Edwin's rancid face and tried to insinuate him.

“Udahlah, than you guys look at each other cynically like this, mending we eat. Oma have cooked your favorite food. Come!” bring Ruwina.

Byan could only obey, even Edwin. He pushes Ruwina's wheelchair towards the dining table that has served a variety of delicious and luxurious foods.

“Liat Byan, Oma make you your favorite cake. Red velvet's. Try.” Ruwina picked up the piece of cake that Melda had prepared.

“Thank you Oma.” Byan looked at the cake wryly. Sweet cakes made by Andini many years ago. Ruwina was good at touching her grandson's heart to make Byan's eyes glazed.

Byan took the cake, scooped it up a little. Although the taste is not exactly the same as Andini, but there are memories that come to his heart.

“Make Oma, Andini is Oma's most dear son-in-law. Oma was also sad because she left so quickly. Did not get to see his son become the successor of Anggoro.” Ruwina rubbed Byan's head fondly.

Byan simply smiled faintly and stopped his mouthful for a moment.

“Thank you Oma,” said Byan sincerely. One small slice of this cake is enough to evoke his sweet memories with his mother. Yes, this time just remembering it is enough because Andini has calmed down in the realm of eternity.

“Sama-sama. Let's eat first, later we eat again the cake,” Ruwina is really sweet because she wants to seduce Byan again to trust him and Edwin.

They begin to enjoy their dinner, while Melda rushes to Edwin's room. There's an important task to do.

He still heard a little fragment of Ruwina's sentence,

“You should not be too tired and do all the work alone. Watch health. Oma has lost your papah, Oma does not want to lose anyone again. Hem?” that was the last sentence Melda heard before locking herself inside Edwin's walk in closet in search of a button. Berdo’a alone hopefully he can be finished before Edwin returns.

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