So Stepmom Son Ceo
Chapter 30 - Kadriye
In his office Taran with a riled face immediately went to his room. Yes, he got a report that a woman was rampaging in his room.
“Kadriye, stop what you're doing!”
Hearing Taran's voice, a woman in scanty black clothes turned towards him, “Stop my actions? Do you think I can calm down after hearing about your wedding!”
“How many times have I expressed my love but you always refused, I love you more than the woman you took off that street!”
“Are you crazy, Kadriye? Get out of here, don't make a fuss.”
“How come I love you sincerely, why do you never consider my love? I can give you a lot of offspring and we can live happily without the illegitimate child*am or that lowly woman!”
“It's enough Kadriye, you can't insult my wife and son as you please. The love you always say in your mouth is just a lie.”
“I'm not lying I love you Taran, I'll give you everything I have for you.”
“Kadriye, like whatever you do I still do not love you, I know that since childhood you have always lived with a treasure and every desire you must always be fulfilled.”
“But you still can't force others to fulfill your wish.”
“In the end you are just like any other man!” kadriye shouted with tears beginning to flow down her cheeks.
“Kadriye once again, don't make a fuss. If you don't want to work with my company again, I'll be kind enough to end this contract now!”
“Can't Taran you see me other than as your brand ambassador? I tried to make you want to love me, but in fact you married someone else.”
“The relationship that exists between the two of us is only limited to work, the rest.” Taran.
The man casually walked to his desk and pulled out a brown envelope from the drawer, opened the envelope and tore off his contract with Kadriye.
“It's clear Kadriye? Or do you want me to clarify it again?”
Kadriye stared inside Taran's face with an expression of disappointment. “I think you're a good guy Taran, how can you end things like this just for the sake of that lowly girl? I always try to do my best for my job, but here's the reply?”
“As long as I still say good to you then go Kadriye, there is no more cooperation between us. And yes, for this time I forgive your actions that humiliated my family in front of the media this morning.”
Taran approached the woman, and stared intently at her, “But if you do it again, then you will see how your career as an artist I made is ruined, Kadriye.”
Kadriye who stared in disbelief at Taran, finally gawked away leaving the room. He could not believe that Taran threatened him, a figure who had always been silent or agreed if Kadriye spoke, now even snapped at him.
Yes, Kadriye is a beautiful artist who loves Taran after agreeing to work together as a Brand Ambassador in the man's company. The figure of Taran who always appreciated him and the way his polite speech made Kadriye very fond of Taran.
Every way the woman did to get Taran's attention, but the result was always nil, the cold figure that Kadriye always found every time he tried to tease her.
Soon after Kadriye left, Taran ordered the janitor to clean up the mess in his office.
“Why can that woman be an artist by her nature?” taran Gerrilla.
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Time had shown at 23:44 p.m., and the man had just arrived at his house, carrying Taran's coat to go upstairs where his room was.
When he opens the door, Taran can see Shazia who is fast asleep while hugging Zihan. Taran involuntarily walked up to the bed, fixedly looking at the faces of his wife and son who were asleep, and a smile was seen on his face after that.
Long enough Taran looked at the two, until then he pulled a blanket and enveloped his wife and child.
The next day, on a sunny morning, Shazia awoke to sunlight that had escaped through the window slit. Shazia wriggled the body that was felt to crumble dimly and rose up afterwards.
At first the woman was surprised to see the figure of Taran to the right of Zihan who fell asleep wearing only shorts without clothes.
“Eh, why can I sleep with his father Zihan?”
“This man is he a perverted man*um?”
Shazia suddenly fell silent when she remembered something.
“Oh, jeez I forgot, I'm married, ha, ha.” Shazia laughed at his stupidity.
“Luckily I didn't yell at him.”
Shazia finally let the father and son stay asleep, while he, after washing his face and tying his hair, walked downstairs.
“About what waiters have woken up at this hour?”
“Wah, it is fitting that this house is always clean without dust, it turns out that the aides are very competent, yes.”
Suddenly a middle-aged man greeted Shazia. “Good morning, Madam, I am the butler in this house. Is there anything we can help you with?” ask the man to make sure.
“Oh, good morning uncle. Yes, I want to know where is the kitchen of this house, can uncle help me?”
“By happy Mistress, let me will deliver you,”
The middle-aged man first walked in front of Shazia, he showed the location of the kitchen and explained the kitchen to Shazia.
“Until here I can explain to you, Madam. Does anyone want Madam to ask again?”
“Yes, I understand uncle. For more questions can I know Uncle's name?”
“You can call me Berkant, Mistress.”
“Then thank you uncle Berkant,” Shazia said.
Kant nodded, “Alright Madam, then excuse me now, if there is something you need then just call me.”
Shazia nodded, “Ya, Uncle, thanks for your help.”
This house also has a butler, surely this uncle's job is very busy, let alone having to take care of all things about this big house. Ih, just imagining it makes me dizzy. Shazia
The woman stood in front of the stove table, then looked around.
“The kitchen is also very clean, even cleaner and wider than the kitchen in my restaurant, rich people are different, yes.” Babe Shazia while opening the fridge algae.
“Wow, even all the stock of meat and fish is complete this way, I can cook easily.”
Shazia picked up the necessary ingredients and started cooking. In the midst of his busy life, Shazia is surprised by a young woman in a chef's dress.
“Good morning, Madam, let me guess Madam the new daughter-in-law in this family is.”
“Yes, your words are absolutely right,” reply Shazia.
“By the new Madam came yesterday, but this morning was busy cooking. Madam not tired?”
Shazia.
“Mistress, I heard you have a restaurant, is that true?”
Shazia nodded.
“How long has your restaurant been open?”
“Maybe less than 5 years.”
“Then Mistress, is—“
Before the young lady returned to talk, Shazia immediately stopped her.
“Stop, stop talking, from now on you always ask me, now it's my turn to ask you,” Shazia said as she stirred up the cooking.
“You, are you the chef in this kitchen? And if yes what is your name?”
“My name is Banou, Madam, and yes, I am the chef in this kitchen,” Reply that Woman.
“Banou sorry if I mess up your kitchen and interrupt your duties,”
“Maybe you're the daughter-in-law of this family, automatically this kitchen is also part of yours, Madam. After all I only work in this house and my cooking duties are not that much,” Banou replied.
“Yes, yes, I'm sorry Banou, now can you tell me where the condiments are?”
“I'll get it for you, Madam,” reply Banou while taking the seasoning basket from the table drawer.
At the sight of the seasoning basket, Shazia frowned. “Wah, mentang-about the owner of the company, kitchen spices were all using his products,” grumbled Shazia.
Banou laughed, “Not so Madam, Master never told us to use his products. But indeed because the spice is more delicious and quality than other products, so we choose to use Tuan” products