So Stepmom Son Ceo

Chapter 38 - Injured

There Taran who is bare-chested and only wearing trainning pants is doing push-ups. For a moment the woman was stunned to see the field chest and the box belly of the husband.

He's great too yeah, can train his body in between his super busy time, and yes, his body is also good. Shazia

But Shazia quickly brushed off his thoughts, he walked closer towards Taran.

“This Zihan is your tea.”

Knowing Shazia was coming, Taran stopped his activities, and stood facing Shazia. The two who faced each other stared at each other.

Why every time I look at her face, I always remember her. Shaziah.

“Just put it on the table.” Reply Taran while pointing at the table at the end of the room.

“Alright,” reply Shazia who directly put the tea and snack on the table one by one.

When Shazia wants to put hot tea, Shazia accidentally drops a ceramic statue on the table, causing it to fall on her feet.

The fragment of the ceramic statue certainly made the woman's feet bleed. Seeing a lot of blood starting to come out of her legs, Shazia immediately collected the ceramic shards into an empty tray, intending to treat her wound afterwards.

Taran who witnessed the incident, immediately approached Shazia. “Have let the mess go, I'll have the waiter clean it up, you just treat your wounds” Taran orders.

Finding his orders unembarrassed, Taran immediately grabbed Shazia's arm and forced him to stand up.

But Shazia immediately brushed off Taran's hand holding her, “I can take care of it myself, don't mind me, sir. I'm used to wounds like this, after all these are just small wounds!”

“Little wound you said? That gaping wound you call Shazia's little wound? If I take you to the doctor, you can be sure your wound will get stitches,” Taran replied.

“If you still don't want to stand up, right now I'll just hold and take you to the doctor.”

Hearing Taran's words, Shazia finally stood up, conscious of the wound on her leg, but upset at the words of her husband. With a slow arc Shazia dragged his injured leg.

If I walk fast, the pain will increase, but in a house this big with snail steps it will definitely make my legs more covered in blood. Shazia

Without asking for approval and without a second thought, Taran who was furious saw Shazia walking like a snail directly carried her.

“Hey, I don't limp until you have to carry me, I can still walk by myself!”

Taran did not reply, with his flat face he walked quickly to the room, no matter Shazia who whined in his carrier.

Taran put Shazia on the sofa. “Don't move from there, I'll treat you.”

“I can treat it myself, do not bother yourself,” Sahut Shazia

Taran took the medicine box from the cupboard, he ignored Shazia's words, crouched down and cleaned his wife's wound.

“Already, I can do it myself,” said Shazia while pulling his leg.

“Don't be stubborn Shazia,” reply Taran who holds tightly to his wife's ankle.

In the end Shazia resigned and let Taran treat his injuries. Shazia's eyes fixed on the face of the husband who was seriously treating the wound.

“Why is your attention so excessive, sir? For those of us who marry without this love, isn't that an exaggeration?”

Taran looked at Shazia, “Because you are my wife, you have become part of this family, and I will do anything to keep this family intact.”

Shazia was silent for a moment, “If one day I file for divorce, will you approve it?”

“This wedding has only been running for a month, and you've been thinking up there?”

“No, I was just thinking, if one day you find the person you love, will you still maintain this marriage?”

“What kind of man do you think I am, I have made a promise with you, and there is no way I can love another woman out there.”

You lied, in fact, you hugged your lover. Why am I so upset about seeing his face? Shaziah.

“And until anytime I will still maintain this marriage,” Taran said again.

Shazia fell silent, wasn't that the answer? No matter what, and no matter if he wanted to file for divorce, Taran would always try to maintain the marriage.

So he means he doesn't want to divorce me, and get me entangled with this marriage while he's playing with another woman out there? Shaziah.

“Mama!”

“Mama!

“Mama!” call Zihan who went straight into that wide-open room.

“Mama I menu—“

“Mama what happened to you, you hurt why?”

“Don't worry dear, this is just a small wound. Come, come sit with mama.”

Zihan followed Shazia's words, sitting beside her mother. “I think mama forgot, I've been waiting for mama in the park it turns out mama hurt.”

“Darling, no papa this is just a small wound.”

Taran who finished treating Shazia's wounds immediately put the medicine box into its original place. “Now you don't move much, just rest,” reprimand Taran.

“Master, I mean his father Zihan, this is just a small wound you have no right to forbid me to do anything I want.”

“So that if you don't want to hear,” reply Taran

“True what Papa said, Mama just rest plan the streets we do next time.”

“Eits, can't be so, Mama has promised you, and anyway this is just a small wound, we will stick to plan.”

“But Mama didn't papa?”

“Yes, not papa, dear. Don't worry,” Shazia replied while stroking her son's hair.

“Where do you want to go?” ask Tara

“We want to go to the playground and buy snacks also of course,” Shazia said.

“I'll come then.”

“What! But you've done a lot of work, and this is han—“

“Yes, a walk with mom and dad is sure to be a lot of fun, I'm looking forward to it!” Zihan prancing happily.

“I'm not busy, and office work is not much either,” Taran replied.

Shazia let out a long sigh, her plan to spend time with her son was foiled.

If he's coming along isn't it going to be awkward with each other, after all for what he has to come along, why doesn't he just go with his affair! Shazia

“Alright, if Zihan's father really wants to come.”

After Shazia and Zihan went downstairs, he chose to watch television with his son.

“Shazia what happened to your feet,” asked Defne who sat down with the two.

“When delivering tea to his father Zihan, I accidentally dropped a ceramic statue and its shards hit my feet.”

“Other times be more careful with yourself, Shazia.”

“Yes, mother-in-law next time I'll be careful.”

“Grandma don't worry, papa has treated mama's wounds, so surely now it will be nothing,” reply the grandson chimed.

Defne's eyebrows raised heard the grandson's reply, “Taran who treated your wound Shazia?”

Shazia nodded, “Yes, it was she who cleaned and treated my mother-in-law's wounds.”

Defne smiled hearing the right.

Whether he slowly begins to change, all this time he never gives his attention to anyone, I hope my son can change as he used to. Defne.

“Grandma why silence?” ask Zihan.

“Oh, not papa. Grandma just thought what dinner menu is suitable in today's meal.”

“Grandmother remember yes, should not eat too much greasy and fatty.”

“Yes, Grandma knows, you also can not leave vegetables on your plate, you have to eat them until it runs out.”

“Do not want, the vegetable is bitter, very bitter as the words of Aergul's grandmother!”

Defne and Shazia laugh at him, and Zihan knows that Aergul is a bitch.

“Heh, you can't say that about Aergul's grandmother, she's your grandmother” Defne scolds.

“I know, but his words always pissed me off,” Zihan replied while crossing his arms