So Stepmom Son Ceo

Chapter 14 - Aynur and Aslan #2

The night was rapidly rolling, the clock had shown at 23:00, so silent and only the sound of the wind blowing was heard.

Aslan's car stopped right in front of Aynur's house. He slowly closed the door, occasionally looking left and right. The man then took something from the back seat.

‘Tok, tok, tok..!’

"Yes, wait a minute..!" Answer the home owner.

Thank goodness she's still not asleep, Aslan.

While still waiting for the homeowner to come out, Aslan noticed the surrounding, the yard of the house is quite clean and green plants neatly lined up, making the atmosphere of the small house look comfortable.

Suddenly Aslan's phone rang loudly, he hurriedly picked up, and turned his body around

Door opens. "Yes, what's wrong?" ask Aynur.

Hearing Aynur's voice, Aslan turned around and was surprised to see Aynur's figure with a white mask on his face.

"Hey, why are you surprised like that? Does my face look terrible?"

Aslan chuckled, "Yes, your face is terrible."

"Haiis, you are!" Cetus Aynur's.

"Then what was your purpose in coming here?" ask Aynur directly at the point.

"Mm, I want to return your wallet that was left behind,” replied Aslan while giving the red wallet to Aynur.

Aynur's expression turned happy, "Ah, thank you, I thought I lost it.”

"And, yes, take it for you" Aslan said, giving some of the money from his wallet to Aynur.

For a few seconds Aynur was silent, then replied cynically without receiving the money.

"Why did you give me money for free, did I make a whore?" asked Aynur while shaking her waist.

"No, why would you be mistaken like that, here's the restitution money for your clothes that were splashed with ink this afternoon."

Back in Aynur's mind the events that happened at that time, how Aslan accidentally splashed all the ink into his clothes.

"Yes, you shouldn't bother, it's just cheap clothes I can make it again later" he said, counting the money he took from Aslan.

Aslan laughed again at Aynur's behavior.

Before long Aslan stared at the clock in his hand. “Mm, Aynur then I have to go now, see you later."

"Yes, go, anyway I don't accept guests in the middle of the night like this.”

The next day, on a sunny morning, the restaurant opened as usual, as workers began to greet Shazia and return to their jobs.

“By the sister!”

“For Shazia!”

“Morning Zia!”

“Ya, morning to all of you!” reply Shazia.

A while later, Aynur came up with an excited face. “For Shazia,” saya Aynur.

“Good morning, Aynur. Tumben today you're late?”

“Yes, there is a little problem,” the answer is gawking away.

Strange, what's wrong with that kid? Yesterday he looked fine. Shaziah.

Not wanting to waste much time, Shazia resumed her work helping Esra and Gona. Yeah, maybe she'll be okay later, that's what Shazia thinks.

But until noon, his expression remained the same, even seeming even more annoyed. After the restaurant was quiet, Shazia approached Aynur who was sitting at one of the tables.

"Aynur, is there with you? I've seen since morning you look upset.”

"What's? What's going on?"

"Yesterday Aslan came, he returned my wallet left in his car and gave me some money for my clothes"

"then?”

"When I saw Aslan giving me money at night, people accused me of working as a prostitute. This morning before I left for work I heard them gossiping loudly about me, and it was annoying!"

“Shazia I am really upset at them, how should I face those evil mouths!” aynur whine.

“Hey, why do you have to be so dizzy? Fight them, usually you always dare to fight, there is no way you are afraid of people who only dare to talk about your ugliness.”

“It was easy for you to say Shazia, my neighbors had a super spicy mouth. If I fight them, then my name will get worse and the rumors about me will increase.”

“Aynur who claimed to work in a restaurant turned out to be a pel*acur,” while demonstrating the way his neighbors talk.

“Even as we talked about it she got angrier, it added to our belief about her job as a whore*poor.”

“Those words I will surely hear from their mouths,” complained Aynur.

“Well, if that's the story I can't help at all. But your neighbors are creepy too, yes,” Shazia replied while scratching her non-itchy head.

“This is all because of that guy, he shouldn't have come in the middle of the night!” gerutu Aynur while poking his head.

“Already Aynur do not blame him, maybe he has his own busyness, so immediately deliver your wallet in the middle of the night.”

Aynur let out a long sigh, “Yes, it's not entirely his fault, it's just that I chose the wrong place to stay.”

While the two were chatting, Erhan and Zihan came together to the restaurant. The two of them joined hands together, just like a grandfather and grandson.

“Wah, Dad. Welcome to you!” greet Shazia who immediately hugged the Father.

“Yes, my daughter, you now seem to be getting older, yes, your wrinkles also almost look the same as Dad.”

“Dad! Instead of praising your daughter the more beautiful you insult her,” Shazia protests while crossing her arms.

“Yes, that's the reality Shazia, you're really getting older,” Aynur timpal who can't stop his laughter.

“No grandfather, for me Shazia's aunt is very beautiful and there are absolutely no wrinkles on her face,” said Zihan defending Shazia.

“Ouw, look, Zihan only knows that his aunt is so beautiful,” Shazia said confidently.

Shazia came over to Zihan, smiled slightly, and then squatted down in front of the boy. Shazia looked at his face. “You always worry about your speech and behavior.”

Zihan smiled, with his beautiful face it had managed to make the three people around him even more anxious.

“Yes, Allah. This kid really knows how to change the mood of others,” Aynur praised.

“What makes your mood bad, Aynur?” ask Erhan.

“Ha, it's not an important matter Dad, you don't need to know,” Aynur replied that started moving from his chair.

“Dad, how about you just relax upstairs with Zihan? I'll bring you tea and food of your immortality later.”

“Oh, so you want to bribe Dad, Aynur?”

“Shazia trying to tell Dad what's going on with my daughter this one.”

“Dad, no problem, Aynur only felt annoyed with the neighbors who accused him of various kinds,” replied Shazia

“Then just fight them, Aynur, let alone what they accuse is not true.”

“Yes, Dad. Of course I will fight them, I will not let them ruin my good name,” Aynur replied as she puffed her chest with a burning spirit.

“Aunt you want to go to war, huh?” asked Zihan who was unceasingly laughing.

“Of course, aunty will fight against the neighbors who talk about auntie carelessly.”