So Stepmom Son Ceo
Chapter 64 - The Happiness of the Savas family
Two days later, Taran, who had finished his work in town A, decided to return home that day.
“Everything's done, right Aslan?”
Aslan nodded, “Everything we have handled, even the toys for Zihan and his friend were bought.”
“Should be, let's go home.”
“What! I didn't hear wrong? It's been night and since morning I haven't seen you rest at all.”
“Approchement is better if you rest first, and tomorrow we will return.”
“I want to go back now, if you want to stay longer in this city please.”
“Why? Is it because your bad past happened in this city, so you don't like to linger here.”
“Stop, I just want to go home quickly to my son and wife.”
Taran continues his steps into the car, but Aslan again intercepts him.
“Taran think about your health, if you really want to go home tonight, let's just take a helicopter, it's faster than you get in the car .”
Taran shook his head, “I'll be home alone with this car.”
Aslan finally gave up, he was unable to understand the way his stubborn cousin thought.
“Alright, you can go home tonight, on condition that I drive the car,”
“I don't need your approval to go home Aslan.”
“Stay, even if you don't need to agree with me, I will still drive the car,” Aslan replied that preceded Taran sitting in the steering chair.
“As far as you go,” said Taran who then sat in the chair next to Aslan.
The two drove at high speed through the urban streets, after taking some items from the hotel they resumed their journey to the capital.
The two arrived at Savas' residence at exactly 5am, Shazia who was in the kitchen to cook breakfast, immediately went outside when she heard the sound of Taran's car.
The woman smiled as Taran got out of his car. “Welcome back for you Taran.”
“So you don't want to greet me, just want to say hello to Taran?”
Shazia laughed, “Ya, welcome to you too, Aslan. Come, let's cook now, you must be tired of traveling far.”
After some helpers took things out of the car, the three entered Savas' house. Inside Shazia directs Taran and Aslan to sit at the dining table.
“Before you rest, it would be better for you to fill your stomach first.”
Taran nodded, “As long as you also come to eat with us.”
Taran's answer like that certainly makes Shazia confused, usually the man always refused if invited to breakfast together, and it is not easy to listen to the words of others.
“Of course we will eat together, because soon the children also father and mother-in-law will go down.”
Shazia went to the kitchen and returned with a food trolley with Banou.
“Luckily all the dishes are cooked, so we can eat earlier than usual,” said Shazia while arranging food to the dining table.
Similarly to Banou while Shazia serves the menu, he arranges the cutlery at the table.
“Alright Mr, Madam, then I'm sorry,” said Banou while pushing a trolley that had been carried by Shazia.
“Yes, thanks for your help Banou, I hope you like the cuisine I made.”
“Yes, Mistress, I'll eat it with the others, and as usual your cooking is always delicious.”
Shazia laughs, “No need to praise like that, I will not be angry if you do not like the food what else until you cut your salary.”
Banou smiled then nodded, “Yes, Madam. If it's not good we'll complain to you.”
Shazia was sitting in the chair opposite Taran, “Come, Taran, Aslan, you guys didn't eat?” asked Shazia who started to hook the dishes onto her plate.
“Of course I'll eat, did you cook all this yourself Brother?”
“No, Aslan, Banou who helped me cook in the kitchen,”
“Taran you've come, how do you work there, is it okay?” ask Derya.
“Yes, everything is fine, Father.”
“Thank God then, and Aslan how are you? You haven't been here in a long time is everything okay at home?” ask Derya again to Aslan.
“Yes, Uncle is all right, lately I have to do a lot of work because someone can't visit,” Aslan replied with eyes glancing at Taran.
“Also home affairs are a little sickening, mom always just wants to match me with someone I don't like.”
Such was the life of the two cousins, not only Taran who was always forced but also Aslan. Although both are adults, parents always interfere in their affairs.
Defne laughs, “It turns out Aergul is really persistent force his will.”
“Yes, that's how mom is, since returning from abroad, she's getting into-being, even always wanting to know what I'm doing.”
Aergul's aunt was really, yeah. He wants everyone under his control, it's a pity Aslan has to face a super chatty and protective mother like Aergul's aunt. Shaziah.
“Then your father he was quiet?” ask Derya again.
“As uncle knows about dad, he never wants to interfere with my problems with mom, he just sits quietly if me and mom argue.”
“Since long ago he never changed, yes, always like that,” comments Defne.
“Yes that's Dad, Auntie,” reply Aslan while continuing the eating ritual.
“Papa you're home!” Zihan immediately went down the stairs and came to the father.
“Yes, I'm home, what's up?” taran asked when he saw his son approaching.
“Can Papa stand up from the seat?”
Taran looked at Zihan and just followed what his son wanted.
“Then what?”
“Papa, can you hold me?”
For a moment Taran was silent, but then he picked up Zihan and carried him.
Zihan smiled, he kissed the cheek of the Father and hugged him. “Thank you for keeping your promise papa, I'm glad you're back.”
Taran was stunned for a moment, somehow his brain started to roll back the memory as he held Zihan for the first time, now his feelings were the same as back then.
Taran felt his tiredness as if it had just disappeared as Zihan smiled and hugged him, the little baby who was always crying in his arms had now grown big with laughter and a smile in his arms again.
Only this time did Zihan act like that to her, once if Taran went out of town for any length of time, that son never cared, especially if Taran came back by bringing her a lot of toys, she said, the son would just say thank you and leave without a hint of joy on his face.
“Dad loves you too,” Taran said unknowingly.
While Ece who was always beside Zihan just silently looked at Taran holding his best friend.
It feels so good to have a father. It must be nice to be carried by Dad. When did you come back and hug me like that of Zihan's father? I also want to have a father figure like him. Ece.
Of course Taran realized Ece's gaze, the man did not stay still, he without hesitation directly carried the girl, so his hands were full to hold two of Shazia's dwarves.
“Now are you two happy?”
Zihan and Ece laughed and hugged Taran again.
“Very happy Papa.”
“Very happy uncle,” reply both simultaneously.
All the family members who were at the dinner table and watched it were also happy. A happy smile is etched on all the members of the family.
Taran, you're not a perfect person, but you're a perfect father, you love Zihan more than me. Shaziah.
Afterwards, Taran immediately gave the toys he bought in the city of I to Zihan and Ece.
“Wah uncle I also get toys.”
“Yes you two each get one.”