So Stepmom Son Ceo

So Stepmom Son Ceo
Chapter 35 - Breakfast


In the child's room, Shazia was reading a fairy tale to her son. Zihan who heard seriously finally fell asleep hearing the story of the mother.


Shazia smiled as she looked at her sleeping son's face, she covered Zihan and kissed him on the forehead.


“Hopefully dream, my son.”


After turning off the lights, the woman left her son's room and returned to her room. There, Shazia picks up a brown book from the closet and sits on the sofa, noting restaurant expenses.


“Wah it turns out that this month net income is more than the previous months, then I have to give a bonus to them.”


“Oh, yes tomorrow the restaurant is open more noon, I will make a good supply for Zihan”


"Yes, it's a pity if he doesn't eat the menu in his cafeteria, but I still want to put it on.”


On the other hand at Savas Company, Taran was still struggling with his work, even though all the employees had gone home, the man was still working.


“Taran you didn't come home?” ask Aslan who was preparing to leave.


“My work is a little, go home first,” said Taran who did not a little to take his eyes off.


Aslan who heard that stepped closer to Taran's desk, he sat down on the chair looking at the face of his cousin who was busy working.


“How was your marriage with Brother Shazia, is it alright?”


“As you can see now,” reply Taran briefly.


“Unfortunately at your wedding I couldn't come because I had to take care of business replacing you abroad. I didn't expect that you would eventually marry Shazia's sister,”


Taran only nodded back at Aslan's words, making the man a little annoyed and finally chose to leave.


“All right I'll go, till Taran.”


Taran nodded back.


When the time has shown at 23:00 pm, then Taran moved from his chair. He went home, just as usual everyone was asleep and only the sound of his footsteps could be heard climbing the stairs.


As the man opened the door to his room, Taran could see his wife sleeping on the sofa with a book on her chest. He thoughtlessly carried Shazia in his arms and moved his wife to the bed.


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Early in the morning Shazia woke up, unaware of her bed that had changed, so she casually went downstairs.


In the kitchen with Banou and several other servants Shazia cooked a breakfast menu for everyone, he was enthusiastic about cooking and was satisfied when the waiters liked the cuisine.


“Alright Banou stack this on the dining table, yes. “ pinta Shazia.


Banou nodded, he took the trolley and brought Shazia cuisine to the dining table.


While Banou was doing his work, Shazia brought the other dishes to the table of the servants whose room was behind the kitchen. In the room directly facing the park there is a dining table that is quite long and no less luxurious like a dining table for the Savas family.


When she was new to Savas' house, Shazia was amazed at how the Savas family treated their servants well and cared for their food and health problems.


“This isn't too much?” ask a waiter.


“You are also a lot, of course the food must be a lot, and besides my cooking is arguably simpler than the usual cuisine made Banou for you.”


“No papa Madam, although simple cuisine is very good, and thank you for cooking us.”


“Thank you again for eating it,” reply Shazia.


Upon returning to the Savas family's dining table, Shazia is shocked by the husband's presence at the dinner table, during the wedding only this time she sees Taran sitting down for breakfast.


“Wah, once her father Zihan joined breakfast together.”


“No way to?” tanya Taran with that flat expression.


“Of course I can, I just ask, because usually you are always busy and skip breakfast together,”


“Today the office work is not too much,” reply the man while scooping the dishes served.


“Oh, yes, are father and mother-in-law still sleeping? Usually in this hour they are already on the dining table.”


“Maybe,” sahut Taran brief.


Why am I always upset about all the answers? I want to beat him! Shazia


“Alright, you just continue eating you, I want to call Zihan, also father and mother-in-law.”


“You don't need to call us, Shazia. We've come now,” reply Derya.


The couple sat next to each other.


“Good, now eat father-in-law, mother-in-law, I will call Zihan first.”


Defne nodded. His face showed the satisfaction of Shazia, he was pleased that his daughter-in-law was paying close attention to them.


When Shazia was going upstairs, only a quiet atmosphere was at the dinner table, but when Derya who saw his wife's face was smiling happily began to open the conversation.


“Why does your face look happy like that Defne,” asked Derya.


“You know, seeing the new daughter-in-law watching us makes my feelings all along just disappear, you're right Derya, she brings happiness to our family,” Defne replied.


“How do you think your wife is?” derya asks later when she sees Taran only focusing on her eating ritual.


“Yes, if you think he is good, so do I,” reply Taran.


Soon, Shazia came down with her son's arm.


“Good morning Papa, good morning grandpa and good morning grandma!” greet Zihan to all three.


“Good morning my dear grandson let's sit near grandfather.”


“No grandpa, I want to sit near mama.” Zihan immediately took a seat near the mother.


All members of the Savas family began their own eating rituals. Shazia looked at each member of the family with a questionable face.


“How does the cooking taste good?”


“Ya, as usual the food is good,” replied Defne.


“That Grandma said is right, mama's cooking is always the best,” praise Zihan.


Shazia smiled, “Thank God, then, I was afraid that the food was too salty, because when cooking it I accidentally made more salt.”


“But your food is fine not salty at all,” timpal Derya.


“Yes, Father-in-law, I'm glad to hear that, and his father Zihan how does it cook?” shazia asked who was staring fixedly at Taran.


“Lumayan.”


Again and again, the short words that always worked upset me, just look I'll get back at you later. Shaziah.


“Ha, ha, good then.”


Afterwards the entire Savas family went on their own affairs.


“Mama today do not have to bother driving me to school, papa who will take me today,” said Zihan.


“Yes, baby, later when you go home mom who will pick you up, yes. And mama cook provisions for you,” reply Shazia while thrusting bag of supplies.


Zihan received it, “Thank you mama, I will definitely eat it.”


“Come on Zihan we go,” invite Taran who comes to approach the two.


“Yes, papa.”


Shazia and Taran look at each other, “Me and Zihan go, take good care of yourself,”


Shazia nodded, “Ya, be careful on the way.”


The father and the boy got into the black car which then came out of the Savas residence, Shazia who was still standing in the doorway let out a long sigh.


“Now I'm alone in this big house, what should I do?”


“Oh, yes I have not had a bath, later after that I want to see the flowers in this park alone, it would be nice to see them while drinking tea.”


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Finish bathing Shazia who is ready to go to the restaurant, first take the time to walk around the Park while sipping tea.


“Really very pleasant,”


“The life of the rich is very pleasant, yes.”


In the midst of enjoying the atmosphere, Shazia was surprised by the arrival of Berkant who gave his phone.


“Mistress, your phone is left behind in the kitchen, and it seems that Mr. Taran called you.”


“Oh, really, thank you uncle Berkant you've bothered to bring my phone here.”


“No papa Madam.”


Shazia immediately picked up the phone from Taran.


“What's his father Zihan calling? Whahuh? All right, don't let me deliver the files. Not at all, because I also want to go to the restaurant, yes well I will leave soon.”


“What's the Madam, why did Mister call?” ask Berkant.


“The file is left in the workspace.”


“Then let me tell the driver to deliver it to the kitchen.”


“No need to leave the bag, let me deliver it, because I also want to go to the restaurant. I'll leave the house to you, yes, Uncle.”


“Ya, Mistress.”


Shazia passed away and took the bag and file on Taran's desk, not forgetting that he also brought provisions for the husband.


“Darling if his cooking is left, I have to threaten him to spend this.”