Stepmom Cold Bed
Beware of mr bucin

“You're not at the office?” ruwina asked when she saw Edwin was still lazy in the family room. He was still in his casual clothes and was playing games on his phone.

“Gak.” The short answer that Edwin gave without distracting him from the flat object in his hand.

The war games were much more interesting for him than to discuss the problem of work.

“How can you want Byan if your behavior is still like this? Are you planning to lead Anggoro corp?” Ruwina snatched the flat object from her son's hand.

“Mah!” Edwin immediately woke up with an annoyed face.

“WHAT? Dare you snatch Mamah? Anggoro aja even stepson, never snapped mamah. Keep you, dare to snatch Mamah?” Ruwina begins to get inflamed.

“Aggoro, Anggoro and Anggoro continue! Since yesterday Mamah kept mentioning that name and that's what makes me unlucky!” Edwin stood up in annoyance. He rattled his dizzy and tired hair.

“Sial what?! Why, do you feel like you're competing with someone who doesn't exist? You have to be motivated and an opportunity. Not Anggoro that makes you unlucky but your own lazy behavior.” Ruwina barked back.

“Tau akh!” Edwin snorted in annoyance. Whenever Ruwina mentioned the name Anggoro, her blood always boiled. Hearing Anggoro's name reminded him of many threats.

“I'm lazy to the office. After all, if I go to the office, there's no benefit. Byan already knew the incident nine years ago and maybe he will immediately dismantle the incident in front of the board of directors. Finish my history. I won't get anything Mah! It's no different than me being quietly at home, right?” Edwin said with annoyance. He looks frustrated.

“You are stupid! It's hard to rely on!” Ruwina hit Edwin's arm with her hand. Edwin did not complain, just rubbed his hand that hurt.

“Ya continues according to Mamah, what should I do? I can't fix what happened in the past either. It will mean nothing. I don't know what I can fix either. There's nothing, is there?” Edwin was really cornered.

“Yes at least, you show your regret for having made a mistake in the past. Act as a supporter of Byan, not even continue to be hostile to him.”

“Mamah has said that Byan is exactly Anggoro, although he does not show his hatred but he will be wary of people he suspects. Change your attitude, don't act like you're a dissident and an enemy to him.” Instead of getting a defense, Edwin even got a scolding from his mother. The person he expected would support him.

“Terelah Mama, what to say. I'm tired already. Anyway, I can't be pinned under the index finger of a snot kid like Byan. He was the ultimate painter, not the successor of Anggoro corp.”

“Look, I can reach my goal in my own way. There's always a shortcut I can use.” Edwin smiled with satisfaction at the end of his sentence. There were a lot of plans he had in mind.

“What shortcuts do you mean Edwin?” Ruwina was even more worried. The haphazard behavior of her son, made the middle-aged woman unable to believe it just like that.

“Of course by seizing the only thing Mas Anggoro left behind and I wanted it. Not difficult, because our goal is the same is to master Anggoro corp.” Edwin with a confident sense of himself, smiled widely at Ruwina.

Ruwina simply looked at her son with an erratic mind. What does Edwin mean by the only thing Anggoro left behind and he wants it?

“Tring!” a message came in and awakened Edwin from the amazement of his brilliant idea.

His forehead suddenly wrinkled as he received one message from the new number.

“Hay, handsome! How are you doing? Still want the same me?” the message that Edwin received. There are three photos of a beautiful woman in sexy clothes who wrapped her body white and tall. Not to mention his extremely seductive expression.

Edwin smiled slightly, of course he remembered this woman. The woman who accompanied him partied on the wedding day of Maureen and Anggoro. A woman who takes a large amount of money.

“You met me?” reply Edwin. He also included a photo of himself bare-chested.

“It turns out it's not just me missing you. Greenleave Apartment, number 621. Seven o'clock at night. I'll visit you,” reply that woman.

Edwin no longer replied. He just smiled a little while rubbing his chin overgrown with thin hair. Looks like he should shave soon.

“Where are you going?!” call Ruwina when she sees Edwin leaving in front of her.

“Take care of my work, as you mamah want.” Edwin chimed in from a distance. He went to get ready to meet the woman.

“Hah, this kid always makes me dizzy.” Ruwina could only massage her head that was throbbing dizzy. It's run out of sense to straighten Edwin's way.

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The opening of a restaurant with the concept of fast casual dining became the first event attended by both Byan and Maureen. Byan and Maureen came to the event as invited guests who had built the restaurant.

Restaurant with the concept of combining service where customers can sit in the restaurant to enjoy the atmosphere of the restaurant, but also accompanied by the rapid presentation of food to the customer's table.

Although food can be served quickly, but this type of fast casual restaurant is different from fast food restaurants. Fast casual restaurants offer healthier options and the food ingredients used are fresh produce.

Customers are required to order food at the counter, but the waiter will deliver the food to the customer's table. The interior of the restaurant is also very comfortable, so it can make customers relax and enjoy food. The menu options offered are usually also much more diverse than the type of fast food restaurant.

Maureen really enjoyed the frenetic atmosphere in this place. Various types of food served as a banquet dish for guests. He walked from table to table with a glass of fresh juice in his hand. He wanted to see what food would appeal to his appetite.

He was separated for a while from Byan because the man was talking to some colleagues about branch construction plans at some point, both inside and outside the city.

“Nona Maureen,” greet a lak who approached Maureen.

“Happy to see you again. Thank you for fulfilling our invitation, sorry because I just greeted you now.” The man extended his hand to Maureen.

“Ya, thank you. I am also happy to attend this event. You arrange this restaurant very well and aesthetically. Great.” Maureen shook the man's hand.

They shook hands for a while with the fixed gaze that the man was aiming at Maureen.

Maureen tried to let go of the man's hand which she thought was too tight.

“Oh, sorry. I'm too enthusiastic.” The man let go of his grasp and smiled at Maureen.

Maureen did not chim in, just a small smile.

“What is the restaurant daily open?” Maureen tried to divert the conversation. This man's fixed gaze was too frightening for him.

“Yes, we open every day. From ten in the morning to eleven in the evening. Yes, for the weekend may be more than that hour, depending on customer interest.”

“Restaurants like this will indeed be a destination for many people, to just relax on the weekend. I'm sure it will sell well.” Maureen chimed in casually.

“One stop. For that we will immediately do a soft opening from tomorrow, to measure the extent of interest of customers to come to our restaurant.

“Ya, good luck yes.”

“Thank you.” The man smiled with relief, it turned out that he could easily have a friendly conversation with a Maureen who had attracted his attention from the beginning.

“By the way, if you don't mind, I'd like to invite you to dinner here, this weekend. We will launch a new food menu. Can you attend?” precisely, this man immediately launched his approach action.

“Late this week, we have an event. Family gathering.” It wasn't Maureen who chimed in, it was Byan.

This man deliberately approached when he saw Maureen being stared fixedly by another man.

“Oh, sir Byan.” The man looked clumsy, he nodded politely at Byan. He did not expect that his boss Maureen would approach.

“The plan I also want to invite you, but apparently you both have the same event huh?” the man immediately reasoned that his plan was not read by Byan.

“Iya, we have the same event, therefore we call family gathering. Right Maureen?” Byan was staunch with his answer and took his place beside Maureen and looked at the woman coldly. There was a fire burning in the husks of his sharp eyes.

“Iya. Sorry, maybe next time we will come here.” Maureen had to agree with Byan's speech. He has not yet made any promises to the man next to him.

“Well then, you wait for your visit both. Please continue enjoying the party.” The man also had to retreat. He could see that Byan had not given him the slightest chance to get close to Maureen.

Byan and Maureen compactly nodded, agreeing with the man's words which then left in disappointment.

After the man died, Byan sipped his drink until it ran out and put the glass rough.

“Let's go home,” whispered Byan firmly.

“Go home? The show is not finished Byan.” Maureen looked at this man cluelessly.

“Iya, I know. But I want to go home now. I don't like the look of all the men in this room. Whether you are holding a partner or who comes alone, everyone glances at you. What do you mean by them?” Byan said with annoyance.

“Jeez Byan, yes where do I know. After all, it was their eyes, their right to see where they were. Why are you excited?” Maureen said in an inexhaustible manner.

“Yes, I know it's their right. That's their eyes. What I'm concerned about is not whose eyes belong to but their eyes are directed at you. I feel like I want to hit them all who glanced at me let alone look at you. Shitty!” said the man with great regret.

“Jeez, you don't make sense. You get angry at what they want to see. You're weird Byan.” Maureen was forced to gulp her drink until it ran out because it seemed like the atmosphere was no longer conducive for Byan.

“What makes no sense. I'm obviously jealous. You don't know?” Byan finally confessing his feelings made Maureen hold her laughter in her heart.

“Not making sense. The same jealous period of people who glanced at me. Maybe what they saw was not me but my dress model, the shoes I was wearing or something else that was attached to my body. You're too paranoid about them. Ckckckck,” dreadlocks Maureen while stepping foot leaving Byan.

“Maureen, where are you going?” Byan soon followed.

“Where else if not the same pampit that had the event. When we play that go? No manners tau!” sahut Maureen relaxed.

“Gosh, you are really testing my patience,” grumbled Byan when Maureen instead approached the owner of the restaurant who had always seemed to pay attention to Maureen.

He had to follow Maureen rather than have other men ask for a meeting with Maureen. That'll bother him even more.

Patience Maureen, this Bucin master is indeed a little troublesome. I get that.

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