Stepmom Cold Bed
Muah Muah

On the way home from the restaurant, Maureen was more silent. The woman also looked out the window more often noticing what. The sunglasses he wears, on the grounds of glare. Whether true or not but clearly Byan heard his lover was some akli exhaled violently. It was like a heavy burden was being thought of.

“You drink?” asked Byan suddenly. They just got to the last red light before they got to the office.

“Ngak.” Maureen answered briefly, leaning her body against the seatback.

“If you're sleepy, go to sleep. I won't disturb.” A gentle sweep was given byan at the top of Maureen's head.

“I'm not sleepy.” Maureen chimed lazily while shaking Byan's hand. Byan was quite shocked, his hands hanging in the air.

“Okey, if not sleepy then why? How do you like that?” Byan was getting curious. A Maureen can also be exposed to ladies syndrome. It's hard to find out what he wants.

“Later to chat. The lamp is green.” Maureen pointed at the yellow light that had already turned green.

“Okey,” Byan by course. He restarts his car with one hand, while the other tries to grab Maureen's. He wants to hold it.

Unfortunately, Maureen chose to have her sidekick. Byan could only smile wryly while scratching his head which was actually not itchy, just feeling embarrassed.

Whistling, Byan continued his car. Every now and then he glanced at Maureen and the woman remained in her position, looking out the window.

“I'm sorry, if I upset you.” Suddenly, Byan said that. He glanced back at Maureen and the woman was silent.

To be honest, Byan did not know he had done anything wrong, the attitude Maureen showed was definitely because this lover was angry.

Hah, if you mention the term lover, Byan's heart always beats fast. I think he wants to bite Maureen.

“Maureen, speak. My stomach hurts if you are gini.” Byan began to sulk. His feelings are starting to get worse.

“I don't want to talk. Especially if the reason I have to talk is because for the sake of treating your stomach that hurts. You are wrong I have to take responsibility.” Maureen clucked in annoyance.

“Then I really am wrong huh?” Byan was convinced that he was wrong.

“If you don't feel, why did you apologize?” Maureen asked back. His voice slightly increased.

Ah, goddamn. Byan spoke wrongly.

“Em is not what I mean. I know I was wrong. But I want to know the details of my mistake. Come on Maumau, the elephant in the eye is not looking at it but the ants across the sea are looking at it. So, tell me that I'm wrong, so that our eyes are the same. Can?” Byan was really begging. This time he begged a woman. Usually the woman begged him.

Maureen turned to Byan, then raised her glasses overhead.

“Since when was my name Maumau?” Maureen looked at Byan in annoyance.

“Since. I want to have a call baby make to each other. Can ya?” Byan smiled idly.

“Why should Maumau? So far, this is the most distant call I've ever received, ” protests Maureen did not receive.

“Do I want to call muahmuah?” seduced Byan while pushing her lips.

“Issh! What the hell are you?!” Maureen shuddered amusedly. He turned his face away while holding a smile. Byan's attitude does like a bit of something else.

“Heey, why look there heyy. Look here it is. May I call you muahmuah?” Byan kept trying to tease Maureen by poking her arm.

“Ish Byan! The real nyetir!” Maureen was finally upset.

But Byan was not out of his mind. He pulled his car over on the side of the road, right near the young coconut seller.

“Why stop here?” Maureen looked at Byan in surprise. He thought he was the only one who liked to randomly stop anywhere to buy something he had never thought of before.

“Wait a minute,” says Byan.

He took off his suit and tie, as well as the top button on his shirt and got out of the car. He ordered two coconuts for himself and Maureen. When he was ready, he immediately ran towards the car.

From his place, Maureen noticed the man's behavior. There are according to him.

“What order is this?” Maureen is wary of the coconut that Byan gave her.

“Usaha to fix everything. I want us to sit together quietly, drinking coconuts and talking about anything. About us, not about work. Deal?” Byan showed his pinky to Maureen.

“Any!” timpal the woman. But still Maureen returned the finger's cackle by frowning them.

“Drink first, so that our throat segeran.” Byan sipped first.

“Safe really, sweet and non-toxic. Not addictive either. Unless you drink it while looking at you, the sweetness of it, make an addiction and give effect to increased heartbeats that are not controlled,” said Byan that makes Maureen painstakingly hold her smile. However, he could not hide his reddened face water.

While calming herself down, Maureen enjoyed this sweet coconut water.

“Nak right?” Byan again teased him.

“Hem, seger.” The mood of Maureen changed.

“Okey, so what story do you want now?” Byan refocused his attention on Maureen. He was still curious about the reason that made Maureen angry.

“I don't like your attitude.” That was the first sentence Maureen said.

“Okey. Which part do you not like?” Byan is getting more focused. Maureen's view was very important to him.

“Your attitude at the inauguration event. You're too frontal Byan. It makes people suspicious.” Finally the reason came out.

“Suspected that we have a relationship?”

Maureen nodded.

“I don't want any other problems because they think we have a relationship. So we should be ordinary in front of others. You do not forget the same position we have in front of others?”

Byan doesn't chim in. He chose to suck his water until it sounded “Sroookk.” He had just thought about it and he had not considered it. Because he thought, it was natural to have jealousy in people he loved. But again, there was a different status in his relationship with Maureen in the eyes of others.

“Okey I'm sorry. I just can't accept that too many men are watching you. It makes my chest hot and my hands, akh! Anyway sucks.” Byan with his annoyed expression.

“Yes but you don't have to behave like that. It is also clear who I choose,” said Maureen while blushing shyly.

“Hehehhe. Aawwkkk!” suddenly, Byan bit Maureen on the shoulder.

“Job Byan!” Maureen was shocked.

“Jeez what? We are both and no one sees. Means I can act amazing right?” this man began to reason. He came back closer to Maureen, wanting to bite again Maureen who was cornered in the corner of her seat.

“Yes, but not gini tooaa!! You're terrible!” Maureen pushed Byan's forehead with all her might.

Byan easily pulled Maureen's hand up and fell into her arms. Then he embraced Maureen from the side.

“Since then, I've wanted to hug you like this. It feels very comfortable,” whispered Byan once and then kissed the temple and the head of Muareen.

“Gak's hot? Jakarta hot broh!” Maureen elbowed Byan on purpose.

“What stars? There is nenangin. Love you!” byan whispered while peeping Maureen's ear.

Maureen could only shudder amusedly. This kid is starting to like whispers. Unsettling!

"So what else is there to tell? I'll listen." Byan prepared to shake his ear.

Chat after chat began to flow between the two people. Maureen begins to discover that Byan is absurd and Byan begins to recognize what Maureen really looks like. The person he wanted to see without a mask.

"By the way, so what's the right call for them? Anybody got any ideas?"

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