So Stepmom Son Ceo
Chapter 5 - Zihan's Father

On a sunny morning, at Shazia's restaurant. It seems that the chefs and preachers have arrived to prepare the restaurant, they seem busy with their respective work, not least Shazia.

While the chefs were tidying up the kitchen, Shazia and two other waitresses were cleaning the cashier and table.

“Esra, Gona, make sure everything is clean, lest there are stains left, because of the number one customer comfort in our restaurant,” Shazia pinta on two preachers.

“Yes, sis, that of course is for sure,” reply Esra.

“So don't worry, just leave it to us. Look at this, clean up?” asked Gona while pointing at the table she had covered.

Shazia smiled slightly and nodded, staring proudly at the two deft preachers.

The tring...!

The bell that sounded made many pairs of eyes look towards the door. Wondering who came in when the restaurant was still closed.

“Good morning, aunt Shazia!”

The greeting made Shazia aghast, he turned to the source of the voice and without thinking long came to him. “Zihan! What made you come here so early, son? Didn't you go to school?”

“Today is Aunt's holiday, so I came here to visit auntie,” replied Zihan.

“True, then who brought you here?”

“I took public transport, aunty.”

“Yeah, baby, why are you so brave? Didn't you know your age's child is vulnerable to kidnapping, and do your parents know you're here?”

Fired with many questions, Zihan answered back. “Sorry, aunt, I know my way is wrong, but my father knows that I went here,”

Shazia breathed a sigh of relief, “Ya, dear, next time if you want to go here, do not take public transportation alone, you can ask your father, mother, or uncle to bring you here, you understand”

Zihan nodded, “Ya, Aunty.”

“Sir Shazia, who's the kid?” asked Esra who was standing next to Gona.

Shazia who was originally crouching back stood up and turned back steadily the two.

“Yes, I forgot to introduce her to you, she's Zihan, the son of my distant relative,” Shazia said while embracing Zihan.

“Oh, she's so sweet, yes, Sister Zia,” said Gona.

“Of course, she's as sweet as me,” Shazia replied jokingly.

“Nah, Zihan, the names of these two aunts, Esra and Gona. You know which one is Aunt Esra and which one is Aunt Gona?”

Zihan nodded in understanding sign “Yes, Auntie I know, in every aunt's shirt there is their name.” While pointing towards the signboard of the two.

“Well, exactly, now let's go with aunt. Aunty will introduce you to the chefs who work in the kitchen, yesterday I forgot to introduce you!”

Shazia pulls Zihan's arm towards the kitchen, introducing him to five of his chefs, including a chef who had been known to Zihan, Aynur.

“Now do you know the name of the chef who works at the aunty restaurant?”

“Yes, Aunty, I already know everyone who works here!”

One of the chefs patted Shazia on the shoulder. “Ya, aunt Ceyda, what's up?”

“I made Borek for absorption together, do you want to taste it?” while showing the cake to Shazia.

Shazia takes a piece of cake and eats it “Mmm, as always, always delicious and delicious,”.

“You want to try it too, Son?” ask Ceyda again to Zihan.

He nodded, picked up one cake and directly devoured it, Zihan was silent for a moment while looking at Ceyda.

“How is Zihan, tasty isn't it?” ask Shazia to make sure.

“I-this is delicious Auntie. All my life I've never eaten this delicious meal!”

“Allowed, your homemade cake is always best, aunt Ceyda.”

“Auntie, can a-I eat one more cake?” ask Zihan shyly.

Ceyda chuckles, “Of course, take whatever you want.” While showing the tray of the cake to Zihan.

A girl suddenly appeared, she approached the crowd of Shazia, and greeted everyone. When the net caught Zihan's figure, the girl's eyes widened and her mouth opened to form the letter O.

He then asked Shazia, “Whose aunt Shazia is she? Can I be friends with him?”

“He's my niece, Ece. If you want to be friends, you ask him directly, yes.”

Hearing Shazia's answer, the boy walked up to Zihan, who was eating a cake and did not know of its existence.

“Hai!” sweep it with a loud voice.

It shocked Zihan to the point of choking him. Ceyda who saw that reprimanded her daughter.

“Ece, you can't be like that to anyone else, watch the person you're talking to eat or not, son.”

“Ya, sorry, Mom. I was too excited to ask him to play, I'm sorry,” replied Ece while giving water to Zihan.

Finished drinking, Zihan looked at the annoyed Ece who surprised him, but not with Ece, whose face sculpted a smile with sparkling eyes staring at Zihan.

Ece pull up Zihan's arm, “Let's play outside, I'll introduce you to my friends!”

“No! I don't want to come, I don't know you yet and I still want to eat Auntie's cake!” anyway

Ece sighed, “Alright, my name is Ece and I am the daughter of Ceyda's aunt.” While pulling back Zihan's arm.

Zihan didn't budge, he tried to take Ece's arm off her, but the girl didn't lose her mind, she clenched more and more into Zihan's wrist.

“Mother, can I have the cake to eat together outside?”

Ceyda looked at Shazia, asking through an expression to seek the owner's approval.

“Why ask for my approval, Bi. No need to fear because the ingredients come from this kitchen, just give it to whoever Auntie wants,” Shazia replied.

Ceyda smiled, she immediately picked up the plate, put some cake on it, and gave it to Ece.

“Thank you, Mom, and thank you too aunt Shazia!”

“Yes, son, play as you please outside, yes, and don't forget to bring your new friend!” Shazia Pinta.

“Yes, Aunty, I must have taken her to see that I stiffened her so tightly that she could not escape,” Ece replied excitedly

While carrying the cake plate, Ece with all his might pulled Zihan, the few times Zihan rebelled it was useless, Ece took him away through the back door.

“Happy fun, Zihan, play as you like, yes!” shazia Shouts.

“Shazia, that boy is so similar to you, who is he?” asked Ceyda who had been standing next to Shazia.

Shazia, who had been staring at the door, turned her eyes towards the aunt.

“He's the son of a distant relative of father, Auntie. He put his son here.”

I know I lied, I'm sorry, Bi. Shazia

“The boy is so handsome and sweet, yes. Her nature also looks similar to yours.”

Shazia smiled and nodded slowly.

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By late afternoon, every employee was busy cleaning up the restaurant to close. Zihan has also returned, his face full of sweat and clothes that were once clean are now filled with mud.

“Zihan, how? Is it fun to play with ece?”

“Auntie, Ece invites me to play ball with her friends, it is fun but also tiring!” He complained while sitting in one of the chairs.

“But, I didn't bring a change of clothes, auntie. Does aunt have boys' clothes?”

Shazia, who was mopping the floor, looked at Zihan, smiling in a knot.

“When aunts your age, aunts really like to wear boys' clothes, aunts don't like to wear dresses and such.”

“The clothes are still there until now, so don't worry about changing clothes,” Shazia said

“Wah, really! But does Aunt have a childhood photo of Auntie?”

“At another time aunt will show you. Come on, now go take a shower! Do you know where the bathroom is?”

“Yes, aunt I know,” reply Zihan who stood up from his chair and went upstairs.

Before long, the employees and chef Shazia say goodbye, only he, Zihan and Aynur remain in the restaurant. Yes, this time Aynur came home later, he intended to enjoy free internet at Shazia restaurant to download his favorite drama.

Finished mopping, Shazia caught up with Zihan upstairs, leaving Aynur engrossed in her smartphone.

In the midst of his busy life, the restaurant bell rang, making Aynur who was busy with her phone immediately stand up to open the door.

“Ya, what are you—“

Aynur could not continue his words when he saw the person before him, he was so happy. The figure that he might only be able to see on television, was now standing in front of the restaurant door.

“Gosh! Is it true that you are Taran Savas, the famous businessman in the city, ah, no, in this country?” aynur asked to confirm, if the figure standing before him was really Taran.

Taran nodded with a suspicious face on Aynur, afraid that he would act recklessly like the woman he often met.

Aynur pranced happily, no matter Taran looking strangely at her. “Yes, Allah. I can't believe I met him!”

“Ah, yes, forgive me, Sir. Then what brings you to our restaurant?” ask Aynur later.

“I want to pick up my son, Zihan,” reply Taran.

“Zihan? Zihan your son?” ask Aynur again to make sure.

Taran nodded.

“Then please wait, I will call your son.” While running up the stairs.

Shazia how dare you not say anything about Zihan! Aynours.

“Shazia!”

“Shazia!” Call Aynur while opening the room door.

“Yes, Aynur what's wrong?” shazia asked who was assessing Zihan's appearance.

“Yes, Allah, Shazia. Whose son are you making like this, his appearance is so old-fashioned.” Chirping Aynur with laughter.

“Aynur's aunt, why are you laughing at me!” ask Zihan with an annoyed face.”

“Wah, gee, someone's upset, yeah. Sorry, yes, auntie was just kidding.” Say Aynur again

“Aynur what do you think Zihan looks like?” ask Shazia.

“He's so handsome and sweet. Yes, even though the clothes he wears are quite old-fashioned.”

“Oh, Yes, Aynur why did you call me earlier?”

“Well, I almost forgot. That's his dad Zihan came to pick him up, he's waiting downstairs.”

“My father has arrived, aunty?” asked Zihan who heard the conversation.

“Yes, let's quickly get ready. And meet your father under.”

As Zihan hurriedly stuffed his things into the bag, he stared at Shazia, asking to deliver her down. With compulsion Shazia agreed, even though in his mind he was so upset to have to meet people he hated.

Holding Zihan's arms both came down from the top floor, where Aynur followed them from behind. Shazia who had been in the doorway looked at Taran.

As the eyes of the two met with a glance, Shazia smiled strangely, it was difficult for her to be friendly before the annoying man, seeing his face always made Shazia think of her first meeting.

“Papa, I'm ready, Let's go,” said Zihan who is still holding Shazia's arm.

Taran patted, he lifted up and carried his son.

“Thank you, you have taken good care of my son, sorry if he troubles you” Taran said.

Shazia threw away her face. “That's no big deal, after all Zihan is a good boy, he's not troublesome at all.”

Seeing Shazia's behavior, Taran again replied, “If you are still upset by what happened with our first meeting, then ... I'm sorry.”

Shazia was stunned, her eyebrows raised, staring at a figure that seemed different from before. “Yes, what happened between us is just a misunderstanding, I've forgiven you,” Shazia replied.

“Then ... thank you,” Taran said again.

“Auntie, I'm leaving, yes. Don't forget to take care of your health, Aunty.”

After saying his last words, the father and son left the Shazia restaurant. Aynur who had been watching everything near the stairs, immediately approached his best friend.

“Shazia moor you!” said Aynur put on an annoyed face.

“Why? What did I do to you?”

“Why didn't you ever tell me that Zihan's father, Taran Savas?”

“Who is Taran Savas, Aynur? Is that his father's name Zihan?” asked Shazia who had been at the cashier's desk

“Yes, Allah. Shazia, did you forget, I told you about a businessman who went to television, right? Where did you turn off my television?”

“Yes, I remember. So he's the one? The richest businessman in town? He is much different than he looks on television,” Shazia said with a panted eye.

“Yes, he is much more handsome and charismatic than he looks on television right? Ah, I thought I was the only one who saw that, it was you too,” said Aynur.

“You're right Aynur, he's so-so handsome that I want to vomit to see him!”

“I don't know, how does that person become a businessman, what products make him so successful?” chirping Shazia.

Aynur's expression was again upset, “Shazia, you are this!”

“What? What can you do to me!” shazia asked with a mocking face accompanied by laughter.

Aynur approached Shazia, and started asking “Shazia do you want to cook dinner?”

“Yes, can't you see I'm holding this kitchen spice.” By showing the bottle of spice on his arm.

“You know Shazia? That kitchen spice you want to wear, the latest product from her father's company Zihan!”

Instantly Shazia throws the bottle of spice, “Gosh, suddenly I have no appetite, Aynur,”

Seeing Shazia's behavior, Aynur laughed in satisfaction. He felt like he had won from his best friend.

“Why Shazia, don't you like to wear this spice every day?” While picking up a bottle of spices.

“Not so, I don't have appetite, considering his face!”

“Yes, Allah. Shazia what makes you hate her so much?” asked Aynur who was following Shazia sitting at one of the tables.

“Yes, I haven't told you what happened before, Okay, I'll tell you,” Shazia replied.

Shazia recounts her first encounter with Taran, how the encounter ended with a slap and a middle finger from Shazia.

Hearing Shazia's story, Aynur fell silent and laughed.

“I didn't know that your meeting, was so bad. But I'm sure he's a good man, Shazia.”