SAFAZAR (Pursuing the Love of Mr. Prosecutor)
SAFAZAR | CHAPTER 100

Clot!

Safa throws something on the table. He found chocolate on the balcony. It had been three days in a row every time he woke up it must have been on the porch of his room. Who buys him chocolate every day? What is certain is that the man intends to make a fat Safa! For the safety of his weight Safa gave it all to Bik Inem or Pak Iwan. They have grandchildren who are toddlers, obviously they accept it with pleasure.

Moreover, it is expensive chocolate. Safa never tasted one grain. From the taste alone he already knew it was Belgian chocolate.

Actually Safa was a little unwilling to reveal it. Safa is one of the acute chocolate lovers. But yesterday Kamila rampaged because of her weight gain, so inevitably Safa had to reduce the consumption of high-calorie foods.

Safa pulled out a piece of note on top of the box. He was made to sigh when he read it. Again just two words. Those who say must have an economical personality.

'May like'

Safa flicked her lips and threw the paper into the drawer. There are already three that Safa collected. And if it's all six words.

'Good night'

'Happy enjoying'

'May like'

Cih, very stiff words. It is clear that the giver is not good at talking. Actually Safa was suspicious of one person, but in hindsight it was impossible. Doesn't that guy hate him?

Krieet...

"Non, you've been waiting downstairs."

"Ah, yes, Bik. Safa get there."

Bik Inem nodded back to close the door. Safa hurriedly finished her makeup and glazed over once more. Perfect. It turns out she was this pretty. Moreover, Faye Woo's clothes are very comfortable to wear. Ai, Safa so feel like IU in the drama Hotel del Luna.

Know, right? It was, you know, a horror that mostly made me laugh. But the setting is really cool. Top anyway.

Okay, it's done. Now, let's run a mission. Hoho, detective Safa is ready for action.

"Daddy... I'm coming...."

Safa came down the stairs with confidence. Then he entered the dining room where his father and his mother were waiting.

"Got long. That's you and so isn't it too much? Are you going to the office or on a date? Why is your eye makeup so shaky?"

"To the office, be it, Mother. Mommy didn't see this formal suit? Nice, no? It's the design of the famous Korean designer, you know."

"Hah... want Korean design, want local, what difference if the brain is not used? The company doesn't need your looks, it's your skills!"

"Dad, Mother.... Safa was again applying fashion psychology. Where appearances are important to respect. When people see us dressed well and with great value, they'll feel disinclined without being asked."

"Where's that idea from?" gerutu Madam Halim while preparing breakfast for her husband.

Mr. Halim smiled and shook his head. The debate he missed. Although less than one person who usually adds to the crowd. Considering Dava his face dimmed a little. What did his eldest son eat in prison?

Mr. Halim immediately changed his expression. It should not be protracted in grief, not good for home and family atmosphere. If one family member is not okay, the other will feel it. That is how it is in his house, so as much as possible Mr. Halim should always build positive energy as a responsible family head.

"Father's son is beautiful today" said Mr. Halim throwing compliments. Don't forget his warm and soothing smile.

To be honest, Safa was nervous today. Because for the first time he will come to the company with an unusual purpose. If usually Safa will just play around waiting for Dava or the Father, now different again, Safa has another goal that inevitably he has to dare to do.

"Well, Mommy, I said Safa was beautiful. Don't be serious, either. Safa's there, 'wouldn't want to learn, not really work."

Madame Halim almost fell out of her chair, "What did you say?"

"Try it, say it again."

"Hem? What's?" ask Safa plain.

"Learn the real thing! If you can go to college! Already a high school graduate, the ability is below average."

"Daddy is not wrong to ask Safa to replace Dava? Instead of solving the problem, it will add to the difficulty. This kid's used to barges."

"Mother neremehin Safa, huh?" tanya Safa scowled.

Madam Halim looked at her daughter closely, "You should be able to discern what it is to belittle and what it says according to reality."

Jamb.

Safa thaws with bulging cheeks. Compared to that, Safa is actually difficult to distinguish which is the stepmother and biological mother. When can Mrs Halim speak softly? Oh, yes, forgot. When Safa was sick the woman turned as tender as a fairy. Haih, did Safa have to be hurt first and then be able to spoil it with her bunda?

.................

Safa is welcome in the company. Mr. Halim introduced him to Mr. Anjas, someone who would guide him during the observation. Although temporary, serving the role of Deputy Director was actually too much for Safa who did not even go to college.

Well, how is this.

Safa remembered Dava's words yesterday.

"Stretch your head, straighten your eyes, never throw your shoulders in front of others. It will strengthen their opinion that you are indeed weak."

Oh my God, can Safa?

Back Safa was not confident in her abilities. The staff here are some overseas graduates. What does the world say their boss is just a high school graduate? Oh my God, Safa felt she would soon die from trembling.

"Please, Mom, this is Mr. Dava's room."

Safa gave a stiff smile. Not at all familiar with the call 'Mom' he just heard.

"If there is something that makes you uncomfortable, please let me know immediately. Mr. Dava also said you can change the design of the room as you please."

Safa screamed in her heart. Rather than an unimportant design because Safa will only be a while here, he is much more nervous when dealing with Dava employees who seem a little dislike his presence.

Oh, clear. You could say Safa entered here through the back road. This is very unfair when compared to those who are struggling to hold office.

If it wasn't for a mission Dava had planned, Safa would really be here. An environment where serious and hypocritical people gather and huddle with masks of co-workers.

Watch out, after this Safa will ask for compensation to her brother for having plunged her into the pit of misery.

Tok to tok.

"Good morning, Mr. Anjas. I'm here to greet the new Deputy Director of our company."

Someone suddenly entered Dava's room. Wrong, temporarily become Safa's room. A dapper man with hair that Safa thinks is excessive. His age was about thirty. The man spread a big smile that once he saw Safa knew it was made up.

"Good morning, welcome and join PT. Natural Essence, Ms. Safana Halim," he said suddenly in plain sight.

Safa replied to the man's hand as a form of politeness. However, at least like anything, Safa must maintain manners as the daughter of the Halim family.

"It turns out you're as pretty as rumored."

Cup.

Safa glared as impudently the man kissed the back of her hand. Isn't that disrespectful?

Safa's reflexes pulled her hands a little rough. Absolutely disgusting. The first impression is bad.

Seeing his cloudy face, Mr. Anjas approached and whispered beside his ear.

"Five Like, he's the company's Finance Manager."