So Stepmom Son Ceo

Chapter 15 - Help Taran

The night quickly came back, this time Shazia could not sleep well, her sick stomach made her have to go in and out of the toilet.

Unable to go back to sleep, Shazia also chose to sit while holding her stomach. “It seems that I can't eat spicy food,” Shazia complained to herself.

“If it goes on like this I won't be able to.” The woman stared at the wall clock in her room and moved on later.

“Still not too late, Pharmacy definitely still open.” Shazia immediately took his jacket and motorcycle keys, and prepared to go buy medicine at the nearest Pharmacy.

At the same time, Taran was still struggling with his work at the office, even when all his employees had gone home, he remained in his chair to finish all the files on the desk.

Yes, the man never felt tired of working, even though it had to take his sleep, he did not matter at all. No matter people say he's crazy about possessions or workaholics, he'll just stay focused on his goals.

Just as the clock was showing at 12:00 p.m., Taran had just moved from his seat, he tidied up the file and reassembled the suit he had placed on the chair.

On the other hand, Shazia who had bought the drug looked relaxed riding his motorcycle, for initially there was no problem, until on the way home suddenly Shazia motorbike stopped in the middle of the road.

“What other problems with this motor?” grouse Shazia.

The woman also pulled over her vehicle, she immediately checked what happened with her favorite motorcycle, while occasionally looking around, hoping someone would help her.

But none of Shazia found a passing vehicle, let alone people passing around there.

“This motor why should strike in a quiet place like this?”

Several times the woman tried to turn her motorbike back on, but still the result was nil, her favorite motorcycle was dead.

“Now what should I do?”

“There's no way I'm leaving my bike here.”

Shazia again tried to revive the motorbike, but soon a black car passed. Shazia felt familiar with the car, and sure enough when the car stopped, Taranlah who came out of the steering door.

At first Shazia was glued to the figure of the man who came near him, but his consciousness soon returned when Taran began to invite him to speak.

“I don't know what got you here in the middle of the night, but it looks like you need help.”

“Ya, as you can see, There is a problem with this motor. But if you are an expert with machinery, can you help me?”

“I am not an expert in the field of machines.”

“Yes, then what can I do, I have to try to revive this motor,” Shazia reply while restarting his motorbike.

“It'll be free, you've tried it a few times, right?”

“Yes, b-so.” Shazia replied hesitantly as if what he was doing was a stupid thing.

Taran was silent for a while, he then pressed the button on his car key and opened the back of the trunk.

“What do you want to do?” ask Shazia.

“Everything we can do besides drive the motorbike and the owner home, at hours like this it is very difficult to find a workshop.” Answer while folding the back and middle seats.

Taran was without a second thought immediately lifted the motorbike to his car.

“Come wait what else? You don't want to go up?” tanya Taran while closing the trunk door.

“Wait, I'm coming with you?”

“Of course, do you want to walk? All I know is the distance between your restaurants is still quite far from here.”

“Ya, but ..”

“I know what you're thinking, but I'm not such a bad person, so don't be afraid as if I'll pounce on you, Miss Shazia."

“And, yes, who asked me not to respond to strangers at the time? It seems that person thinks of me the other way around and forgets his words.”

“Yes, I know, it's me. But do I have to pay the fare for this, the cost of your gasoline and car wash?” shazia asked while biting her lips.

“Really! Then thank you.”

“Yes, now go in,” reply Taran who has opened the steering door.

Shazia nodded, “But where can I sit?”

“You can only sit in the front seat. Back part ... You can see for yourself.”

Shazia nodded, knowing that the bike took up a lot of space, and only the front seats could be occupied. He immediately got up and sat still, looking at Shazia who had been sitting down, Taran immediately put on his seatbelt, and ran his car.

For a moment the silence mastered, making the situation between the two awkward.

“What makes you on a quiet street in the middle of the night like this?” tanya Taran opened the conversation.

“I was going to buy medicine, but on the way home the motor suddenly stopped just like that.”

“You rarely check your motor machine?”

“Ya, lately I have been so busy, did not have time to pay attention to them.”

“Other times you should check more often, so that there is no more such incident in the future.”

“No problem, if this happens again, then I'll call you, because you said you don't need rewards right?” shazia asked in a joking tone.

“Yes, if I'm not busy,” reply Taran briefly.

Shazia's face turned sullen, “You really can't be joked with, yes, it's really different from your son.”

Taran was silent for a moment hearing Shazia reply. “My son, has he not troubled you all this time?” tanya Taran changed the subject.

Shazia turned back, “Entah several times I told you, Zihan is not at all troublesome. He's a good boy, he always obeys what I tell him, and sometimes he helps me in delivering customers' orders.”

“Sorry if I make your son work at my restaurant, but even if you are angry, I will still do the same to Zihan.”

“I won't get angry, that's good for him. He can learn from all that, how to make money he has to work hard. Thank you for helping in educating her, Miss Shazia.”

Shazia smiled, looking happily at Taran's face. “You really are a great Dad, yes. You can judge everything from different angles. There are usually parents who when they hear that their children work even if it is just homework, they are angry.

Taran just nodded back Shazia's words. The woman was upset and turned her face away.

“Yes, although this was only said to him recently, precisely when he had a fight with his classmates at that time. To cheer him up, Aynur asked Zihan to help me, and at the same time while checking my phone I saw an article about the benefits of children who are used to doing homework.”

“You always have a good time talking, yes, Miss Shazia.”

“Did I talk a lot you said?”

Instead of answering Taran instead talking about something else, “you better without talking formally like that,”

“For the next time, don't talk formally to me, I prefer your way of speaking like that.”

Shazia was speechless at Taran's reply, and she began to notice the startling words.

“Yes forget it, I'm tired of talking formally in front of you. From now on I won't hesitate to call you by name, do you agree?”

Taran nodded, and the conversation ended afterwards. At the same time Taran's car has arrived in front of Shazia's restaurant.

Shazia immediately went down, as well as Taran who came down to take out the Shazia motorbike.

“Thank you for helping me. I don't know what's gonna happen if you don't help me.”

“No, papa,” reply Taran briefly, who then back in the car.

Somehow his attitude was quite annoying, for a moment he was very good, but for a moment more .. eghh wanted me to strangle him! Shaziah.

Until Taran's car leaves, Shazia enters the restaurant.