Stepmom Cold Bed
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In front of the pool, Maureen pensively alone. He sat on an iron chair accompanied by a glass of alcoholic beverages that often became his constant companion, red wine.

While thinking, he twirled the wine glass. His body is here, but I don't know what his mind is. Not even a glass of wine he sipped, only the aroma he breathed. He was in the middle of the gunndah, because he was still waiting for two important news from two parties he had contacted and asked for help.

“Mistress, do you want dinner now?” bargain for a servant who approached Maureen.

“No, I don't want to eat. Y'all eat. If you are going to be left, ask for traveling security and share the food with people who pass by on the street. Maybe some of them need.” Maureen responded weakly.

“But the Madam hasn't eaten anything since coming home from the office. The lady is also not healthy. Is Madam okay?”

The waiter showed his attention really. Almost every night the food they cook is distributed to the people around because Maureen rarely eats dinner when they always cook in large quantities.

If you pay attention, Maureen only eats fruit, never eat anything else even though she really likes processed seafood. Lobster cooked pepper-rica seasoning, this time was ignored maureen. Right now, it was only that glass of alcoholic drink that he played in his hand and then he threw it away after getting bored.

“I still have a lot of business in this world, relax, I will not die quickly. I know my body condition.” Maureen said coldly without any emphasis but it instead made the servant's hair bristling.

“If Madam needs something, Mistress can call me.”

“Ya, thank you,” said Maureen who remained expressionless.

The maid left Maureen alone. Unsettled, he and his friends change the direction of CCTV to keep an eye on Maureen. They would monitor Maureen in turn because their feelings were always cautious whenever her young mistress was near the pool. They don't want anything bad to happen to Maureen again.

“It's okay we change CCTV? Will you not be thinking about snacking on young mistress?” ask one waiter.

“Nothing. Let's just later we get an important nag we can mastiin if the young mistress is good-bik aja.”

“Oh yes. I eat first yes, later we change the CCTV.”

“Iya.”

The four maids were compactly sharing tasks. Some servants who still have work, still do their duties as long as later alternately pay attention to Maureen while in the pool.

Foolishly sitting alone, Maureen began to stroll around the pond. He walked back and forth and occasionally played pool water with his feet. He really wanted to swim but the night air was too cold, he did not want to be sick again. Finally he decided to take a walk while enjoying the night air is getting colder and Byan painting that looks attractive exposed to the light of night lights.

“Tring!” a message came in. Maureen immediately checked it and it turned out that the sender was Dita.

“Kak, I uploaded my mini vlog and I tagged Maureen as well. Can be checked yesa.. mamacih Kak Maureen beautiful storm like super typhoon nina that blazed across the world and space to the galaxy,” wrote Dita the random child. He even pinned the name of the most powerful storm in the world on the last name Maureen.

“There is only this child.” Maureen smiled slightly. Dita's message became a separate entertainment for Maureen.

He opened a social media link sent by Dita. The video was uploaded on his personal social media by pinning Maureen's name there.

“Dita's ability is cool!” puji Maureen's. He made a comment on the post.

“Beautiful video made by skilled hands. The one and only, callmedita.” Maureen included Dita's account name as a promotional event and reposted the video on her social media account.

Within minutes, there were already thousands of people who liked and commented. The video was also shared by many people including people in staff groups.

“Ditaaa, your videos are cool. Later I videoin pas prewed yaa..” Pinta was one of the people in the group.

“The model is not cans, Brother Maureen cooyyy... gilaakkk badas!!!” other comments appeared among the many comments in the group.

This was enough entertainment for Maureen until Dita finally made a video call on Maureen.

“Yes, Ta?” Maureen answered immediately.

“Sir Maureeeennnn, our video rame bangeeettt!!! There are already some people I've been in contact with who made a video like gituuu. Brother Maureen mantle! Bring good luck to me.” Being directly 'nyerocos' is impatient.

“Hahaahahha.. congratulations. But I think it's because you're talented, Ta. You videoin flowers or grass like it will be many who like. So artistic!” praise Maureen with all your heart.

“Heheheh thanks Maureen. But I really want to say thank you Kak. I think I'm going to move departments. From wearing a project helmet to using a camera. What do you think of Maureen?” Dita looks so enthusiastic.

“Why not, you are talented really, Ta. I fully support your choice. What's clear, stay focused and be consistent..”.

“Siap Brother Maureen!!! Thanks so much!!! Dear brother Maureen much-many.” Dita made a heart emblem with both her arms curled over her head and her sweet smile fluffed perfectly.

“Iyaa, success yes...” That's just Maureen's message before the call ends.

Maureen also smiled at Dita's passionate.

“You must succeed Ta, so that you can continue to look after your sisters until they are mature and independent,” Maureen muttered while looking at the screen of his phone that is still on.

It feels good to see someone achieve success with their own abilities. There is a sense of pride in seeing Dita at a point of success that not everyone can achieve. This is a separate entertainment for Maureen who is in turmoil.

In the next minute, there were two messages going to Maureen's phone. One by email and another by chat message.

“Melda?” mumbled Maureen who immediately checked the incoming message. What news would Melda tell him?

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