SAFAZAR (Pursuing the Love of Mr. Prosecutor)
SAFAZAR | CHAPTER 103

"The concept of the canteen here is healthy food. But that doesn't mean you'll only find the green color of the vegetables."

"It feels pretty delicious too. Bla blah blah......"

Safa could not take her eyes off her hands. It's not a dream, it's real. Safa really touched it. Even after waking up, he could not forget. Safa remembers how hard it was......

Stop.

Safa shook her head trying to shake off the indecent shadow that continued to fill the space of her mind.

This is not true. Safa had to immediately throw away yesterday's events from her brain. Otherwise, when could Safa really forget Edzar.

But, it seemed that Safa had already lost face in front of the man. Hey, this is so embarrassing, okay. There is nothing more tearing than holding a person's vital organs. Especially belonging to the opposite sex, and the opposite sex is a former betrothed himself.

Ouch, Safa. Why are you so stupid. You are a two-and-a-plus filmmaker. Why can't you realize that what you're holding is Edzar's bird?

Uua.... Sink Safa right now.

"Isn't that so soft?"

"Soft what. He's even as hard as a rock."

"Yes? Be loud? You sure?"

Safa reflexes nodded.

"Is the Chef undercooked when cooking? This never happened before."

The murmur made Safa wake up. His eyes flickered slowly staring at Bima Laksana before him. "What?"

"Food here is always observed. Rarely is there an occurrence of undercooked food and so on."

Safa rubbed the back of her own hand trying to understand what Bima was talking about. "Sorry?"

"So you said the steak was hard or alot? So this is probably a kitchen mistake. Looks like I need to reprimand them now."

"Eh, wait!"

"That's not necessary. Nice steak. I was talking about something else. Sorry if you misunderstood."

Stupid safa. You may lose focus and talk. Fix, Safa must immediately forget the incident yesterday. Otherwise he'd go crazy.

"Then what are you saying out loud?"

As much as possible Safa tried not to cluck or roll her eyes. Bima Like this person pretentious close pretentious, making Safa fed up because the man kept asking.

They are currently in the company cafeteria for lunch. Safa was forced to accept this gentleman's invitation because she herself had no friends. He could have ordered food from outside. However, Safa actually has no appetite at all.

Also, if we want to know something, shouldn't we approach the person? Safa will start from Bima. Therefore, let's be a little patient and stay alert.

Safa knows a lot of people here who don't like her. What are the reasons if not for the position. He could easily sit on the top seat whereas many people were crawling to reach his position.

Safa realized what she was doing was not worth emulating. Safa promised this was only temporary. He himself was actually lazy, business was not his forte.

"Ah. that. The soles of my shoes are hard. Hehe."

Bima's forehead wrinkled, then looked down at the pump shoes that Safa wore.

"really? Isn't that expensive?"

Safa grimaced in heart. He was terrible at finding excuses. Bima must not believe his words. Obviously, Safa uses world-renowned brands. And with a glance Bima can immediately know it. Greatable. The man must be a fan of luxury goods as well.

"That, people's tastes vary, right? I think it's uncomfortable." Safa controlled herself to remain calm. Bima, although from the outside looks friendly, but the sentences that come out of his mouth are rarely endless pressing. He looked for the opponent's fault.

"Is that? It seems like your taste is higher than this," Bima said with a smile.

"Oh, yes. You don't need to be that much. Just talk relaxed. Aren't we partners?"

Safa commented a smile returning Bima's gaze. "certain."

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

Phew...

A sigh of relief came out of his mouth. Apart from Bima Laksana was the thing he wanted the most since. The toilet was just an excuse for Safa to run away from the man. At a time like this his introverted soul suddenly appeared and if possible Safa wanted to teleport to her room. This place is really uncomfortable. Although this company belongs to his family, Safa is nothing more than a new person who lives in a foreign place.

Ting!

Notification of message from Kamila.

"Saf, I sent a package to your house. Try it and keep sending photos to me, yeah. Remember, the picture is good. If we can, we'll see you tonight. Let me have Bang Randy take a picture."

Safa looked up at the message from Kamila. He could not close his eyes that the Dava case also had an effect on his profession. The endorse offer is immediately decreased. They know that Safana Halim is the younger brother of a corrupt man.

Even so, Kamila did not give up looking for clients. The girl was still eager to support Safa even though she had to get the abuse. Lately Safa's comment column was filled with blasphemy. Especially after the rise of news headlines that concern him with Dava.

[DAVANDRA HALIM, BROTHER OF SELEBGRAM SAFANA HALIM ENTANGLED WITH CORRUPTION]

"Check the prisoner's shirt that fancy?"

"Songong is so."

"Again the branded goods. Must've bought him some corrupt money...."

Safa lowered her head in recalling some of the comments that cornered her. I don't know who to blame. This condition made him angry, but also unable to vent Safa. Safa also did not dare to post anything on social media, she was too afraid to face the slurs that at times attacked her.

I want it to feel like Safa is yelling at those pretentious people. But Safa realized that self-esteem was far more valuable than the mouths of netizens who insulted her. As Kamila said, Safa had to face this calmly.

"Have you seen the new Deputy Director?"

Safa's hand hangs over the door handle. Some people just entered the toilet.

"He looks stupid."

"Listen he didn't even go to college. What could he do? Isn't this against the rules?"

There was a sound of water leaking from the sink.

"You don't know the slogan 'sultan's son is free' huh? He's a subsidiary owner of the company. Obviously anything can be done."

"How dare Mr. Halim enter his son. All this time, I have always been with him. Don't know the same as other sultans who like to manjain children."

Safa clenched her head and lowered her hand. He did not open the door. It would be very awkward if Safa came out now. They clearly talked about it.

"I'm even the same as him. One of his sons was imprisoned. The other has no ability. The kind of spoiled kid who likes to spend money."

"Even though Mr. Dava is clever. I'm the most affected by him in this company. But after hearing he was corrupted, I don't believe it."

"Well, man is not satisfied. Although there were already many treasures they remained greedy."

"But Mr. Dava is good, you know. Ever help me fit scolded in the meeting room."

"Well on the outside, the dalemnya just a striped."

The female employees kept talking, not knowing someone they were talking about was pecking at one of the toilet cubicles.

Safa stood still in her place. Waiting for those people to finish preening and get out. Safa had expected bad opinions about her. But hearing it directly like this turned out to be even more painful. Moreover, his father was also brought.

If only Dava and himself were the ones they denounced Safa still wouldn't matter. But when she heard such an ugly look at her father, Safa could not help but feel guilty.

Is correct. He is useless. Safa is not as smart as Dava who can solve all the formulas of Chemistry without the help of a teacher. Able to complete education faster than time in general.

What can Safa be proud of? Safa doesn't even memorize multiplication. The language value is also poor.

Is she really the daughter of a famous Halim smart and rich? Why is he just different? Come to think of it, Safa was also nothing similar to them.

No, Safa can't think like this. This is not the time for her to cry. Safa is just not active and lazy to learn. If only Safa would have tried harder, she could have been on par with the clever Dava.

"Women like that rely only on beauty. His abilities were of course a huge zero."

Glug.

Safa tried to swallow her saliva rough. They're goin. Quickly he scooped up the tissue next to the toilet and rubbed his eyes rough. His head was shaking violently. No. gabe. Safa did not cry. Safa can't cry. Things like this are natural to happen. She can't cry anymore.

"Safa is an adult. Safa can not cry because it has been promised to Brother.." he murmured slowly.

"Safa can't cry, hiks. Not... Don't cry... You're making me bother..."

How hard he held back, his tears remained shed as well. The defense of one's heart and mental state is different.

Safa sat on the bathroom floor, trying hard to control the increasingly clashing emotions and thoughts, bumping into each other forming a turmoil that overflowed without being able to be channeled. Safa could only bite her knee when the sense of wanting to scream again emerged.

In addition, Edzar was smiling typing something on his phone.

"Eat already?"

The man sighed because he did not get an answer, nor did he read it. All right, he'll just make a call. Doni says a man has to be aggressive, right?

Drrt.... Drrt.... Drrt....

"Safa stupid.... Safa stupid.... Safa's stupid...."

"Based on a stupid girl!"

"Safa stupid!"

"Haha.... Stupid kid. How could he finish it."

"Stupid.... Huu...."

Safa turned a deaf ear as the screams rang around her. A close and echoing sound filled his hearing room. Safa nodded her own hair.

No. it's not real. It's delusion.

"No." Safa continued to fumble in obscurity.

The long-buried shadow of childhood somehow re-emerged and disturbed his mind.

"This is not true."

"This is not true."

"You need to calm down."

"Quiet, Safa. Relax....!"

"Aarrgh....!"

Unknowingly he threw the phone that moments ago shook. His body curled up in the corner of the toilet with sobs that began to sound.

Even though the girl tried to dampen it by biting her knee again. But, the faint sedan sedu was able to make Edzar peck across there.

"Safa?"