So Stepmom Son Ceo
Chapter 17 - I'm his mother!

The next day, Shazia opened her restaurant as usual. He serves and welcomes customers who come well, also with a smile that is always plastered clearly on his face.

But even so, Shazia still could not cover her worries, since noon her eyes could not be seen towards the door, she was very much waiting for the arrival of Zihan.

“Where did Zihan go, usually in hours like this he will come to the restaurant.”

Several times Shazia stood at the door, but still the person he was looking for did not come, even until the restaurant closed even once, the boy was not seen the trunk of his nose.

After cleaning the table and kitchen, Shazia sat with Aynur at one of the tables. He tried to divert his anxiety by playing a cell phone.

“Aynur, a dish I made with a new recipe yesterday does it taste good?”

“If you ask my opinion, then I will answer it honestly, it feels bad. You're like short of some spice in it.”

“Yeah, your appraiserann is right, I did forget to put some seasoning into it,” Shazia replied while playing back his phone.

Aynur who saw clearly the unrest of Shazia began to ask. “About Zihan, what happened to him yesterday Shazia? Why is she so angry with you?”

“You know how kids, sometimes they still can't control their emotions properly. She's mad at me because I can't come to her class.”

“Oh, so that's why he screams loudly at you. I overheard your conversation, it seems that she was really expecting your presence, Shazia.”

“I can't just go there, Aynur. I don't want to interfere too deeply with their problems, because if what I'm doing is causing a big problem for the Zihan family, it's not the same as ending my relationship with Zihan.”

“Yes, I get it, Shazia. Where Zihan went to school was an elite school, certainly not a few people knew about Zihan and his family, he said, if you come there claiming to be Zihan's mother again then it will get you in trouble with the Zihan family.” Aynur replied.

Hearing Aynur's words, made Shazia even more confident in undoing her intention to leave. “Yes, that's what I'm afraid of, I'd like to leave, but my presence could make the family name of Zihan worse and worse and it's clear that my relationship with Zihan will end.”

“Honestly, I don't want to lose Aynur. Ever since he first set foot into this restaurant, I feel like he has entered into my life.”

“I'm glad he's in this restaurant, he changes the atmosphere in the restaurant with his nature and behavior, his laughter and smile can even make me back excited, so over time I was afraid of losing him.”

Aynur sighed annoyed at Shazia's story. “Also Shazia was your own fault, why did you even claim to be Zihan's mother back then?”

“You how else. I can't stand all the abuse that the boy's mother threw at Zihan. It hurts so much to hear his words, especially when I see the look on Zihan's face, I can't help myself.”

"I know the pain, Aynur, because I'm also a child without a mother, and I've never been in a situation like Zihan twice. Aynur."

Aynur stared fixedly at the face of Shazia who spoke to her, “Ya, if I were in your position, I would do the same. Although in the end the woman apologized to Zihan, still the words were quite rude.”

“Already, Aynur now we switch topics only,” reply Shazia who does not want to discuss the problem again.

“No this Shazia is not finished, now I change my mind. If you really love Zihan then go to his class, Shazia. Don't break his spirit.”

“Do not care what will happen after, the most important thing you can come there, he already thinks of you like his own family Shazia, do not break his expectations.”

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The day of class that everyone was waiting for had arrived, a very pleasant day for all of his classmates was the worst day for Zihan.

At the dinner table, Zihan, who had been wearing a full uniform, was seen eating his breakfast by himself, as his grandparents had left early in the morning for their business.

Before long, Taran and Aslan came, both of them just took the files left at home and were going back to the office.

“Zihan you still haven't gone to school?” ask the father who saw him still sitting at the dining table.

Zihan did not answer a bit.

“Zihan, I asked you,” said the father again when the question was not discussed.

“For what papa cares about me? Don't you just care about papa's work!”

“Consider that papa job, don't care about me!”

“Since I was concerned with papa's work, never once did papa take time for me!”

With Zihan's pouting face down from the chair and putting on his backpack, he just passed by the Father and walked out.

“Zihan didn't you go with the driver? Zihan, come on, let uncle drive you,” said Aslan who wants to catch up with Zihan.

“No need to chase after him Aslan. He won't listen to you at such a time.” Taran's words immediately stopped Aslan's steps.

“You want to let him ride public transport alone? He's your son Taran, aren't you afraid if something happens to him?”

“It is precisely because he is my son that he does not want to listen to anyone in times of anger. Let him, the boy can take care of himself.”

Aslan was at a loss for words, not knowing what to answer to his cousin's incomprehensible way of thinking.

“Now let's go, soon the meeting will start.” The man's orders also make Aslan continue his steps to get out.

After taking public transport to his school, Zihan sets foot into the school building, where the grandeur and luxury of the event have been seen from outside the building.

Yes, that's because the school that Zihan occupies to study is a private elite school, where the rest are children of officials and conglomerates.

The right made Zihan lazy to enter the event building, his legs felt heavy towards the chair that said his name.

“Hai Zihan, why are you late? Come quickly sit in your chair, the show will start soon,” said one of Zihan's classmates.

With a face devoid of spirit the boy nodded, “Ya, I will sit down soon.”

And sure enough, before long the event began, all the students seemed eagerly looking forward to who the 10 best students of the entire class this year.

For the opening of the event, the students and parents are treated to chorus team singing and dancing from the dancing class.

“Alright, first of all I would like to thank Mr and Mrs who have attended and enjoyed the series of events that we have presented. Now it is time for us to announce the 10 best students of the year.”

“I as the principal, will announce and call one by one students to go on stage,” continued the middle-aged woman on the podium

The names of the best students began to be called to the podium, they went up with their parents, with proud faces pairing pins in the clothes of their sons and daughters. The sight made Zihan so envious, how they could go with his parents.

“Now I will announce the name of the student with the highest score, is ... Zihan Savas, hope the student's parents accompany his son to take the stage!”

The headmaster's words, of course, made Zihan flabbergasted, he did not expect that his hard work so far could lead him to become a student with the highest grades.

For a moment Zihan was so happy, but when the teacher repeated his words for Zihan to come forward, he realized that he was alone without his father.

With a hesitant step Zihan took to the stage, everyone gave a standing ovation for him.

“Congratulations to you Zihan, you became the best student of the year!” said the principal while taking the pin from the tray.

The woman's activities stopped, when she saw Zihan riding alone on stage. “Zihan, where are your parents? you should call them to put up your pin,” asked the headmaster while glancing at the guest bench.

The question made the parents whisper to each other.

‘Gosh don't those principals know about how the Savas family is?’

‘Isn't his father very famous, how the principal didn't know about the boy's background.’

‘But the Savas family is outrageous, this is an important event for his son, why did not any of their family members come?’

‘The head of the school seems to really want to humiliate the boy.

‘Because born without a mother and her father is busy working, it seems that no one cares about the illegitimate child*am it.’

The whisper was certainly heard by Zihan, he lowered his face.

“Zihan, where is your father or mother, son, did they not come?” ask the principal again.

“Sorry, mom, my parents are sib—“ Zihan's words stopped when he heard someone's scream.

“Here! I'm his mother!” Shazia's shout suddenly made everyone fall silent and glanced at him.