SAFAZAR (Pursuing the Love of Mr. Prosecutor)
SAFAZAR | CHAPTER 104

Safa tightly grasped the small tube with trembling hands. He had already painstakingly returned home just for this. Should he drink it? It has been a long time since Safa stopped taking the medicine. Does this time have to be? Safa really needs it to calm down.

Once again Safa looked down at the white grains in the bottle. Safa does not want to make Daddy and Mommy worried. If they don't know, doesn't it matter?

Is correct. Safa just needs to hide this from both Dava.

Safa nodded confidently. Then he steadily downed a single grain of medicine and dissolved it with water. Safa kept the small bottle in the drawer of the skincare cabinet. That way, it is unlikely that someone will find it. Because anyone in this house knows, Safa doesn't like to have her favorite things touched. In this case the most valuable collection of beauty products for Safa, even exceeding his love for branded goods that occupy the second position.

Safa sits on the sofa table on the walk in closet. His heart rate is not completely normal. His body was still trembling a little. Several times Safa took a deep breath, hoping for calm to come her way soon.

In that attempt, Bik Inem suddenly entered. "Non, there's a guest downstairs."

"Guests? Who?" safa asked with a frown.

"Don't know. Said he wanted to see Non."

Who, huh? It's still working hours. The average person is still active.

Although a little annoyed because he was currently reluctant to be bullied, but it felt impolite to make people wait. Especially coming home to meet.

At first Safa thought like that, before she saw for herself who Bik Inem meant. Don't know, he said? Apparently Bik Inem was playing him.

Safa was surprised of course. However he immediately controlled his expression and tried to remain normal.

"Of Edzar? What's up?"

Yes, that man is Edzar. The man stood straight in front of him. His eyes looked at Safa elaborately. Safa immediately remembered yesterday's incident. Safa's shy not playing. Until his eyes wandered to and fro as long as they did not see Edzar.

Edzar came here at a time like this. There must be something important, right?

Safa waited quietly for Edzar's answer, which did not open his voice. The man looked at him, making Safa frown because honestly he was impatient. Safa wants to rest in the room immediately.

Not to mention his heart was beating fast again. If this is the story, when can Safa calm down?

In comparison, Safa was not ready to meet Edzar. This sudden situation made him confused as well as awkward. Safa still had not forgotten the shameful thing of what happened between them.

"Omm?" Safa rebuked Edzar because the man was silent.

"Are you okay?"

"What?"

"Are you okay?"

The question is beyond suspicion. Safa had no idea what Edzar meant by asking that question. Safa didn't think the man knew anything at all.

At first glance Safa caught a worried look in her eyes, but all that was impossible. So Safa immediately dismissed the thought that she thought was ridiculous and remained realistic.

"Om just here to ask that?" safa asked with a half-in disbelief flat look.

Edzar did not care, he reached out to touch Safa's forehead. "Your face is pale."

The man was busy researching Safa's face, while the owner was pecking with the body as stiff as a board. His heart rumbled with an unbecoming feeling. His eyes blankly stared at the chest of Edzar's uniformly wrapped field.

So many times they are so close. And Safa still has a hard time holding back her feelings.

Safa brushed off Edzar's hand. "What do you really need?"

"I need to make sure you're in shape."

Safa frowned with narrowed eyes. He clearly did not understand Edzar's intentions. And again, since when did the man pay attention to her?

"What am I really doing?"

Edzar's mouth opened to answer, but somehow he clenched his lips again and was silent.

Safa was upset for a long time. The condition of the body that is not too good also makes it sensitive.

"Then it is, right? I've seen I'm all right. So now you can go."

Safa was about to close the door that Edzar had immediately arrested. The girl is tired. "What else~"

"Are you really okay?"

"What do you think I am? Or Om hoping I'm okay, is that it? Dear seka—"

For a moment the mood became quiet. Safa was silent where she stood, under the fixed gaze of Edzar and could not understand. "Then, is that Om's business?"

"No, right?"

"So why bother yourself like this?"

Edzar did not immediately answer, it made Safa careless. "Have—"

"Because I care."

Again Edzar gave a surprising answer. That man was indeed an expert at shutting down the atmosphere. His words were unexpected, Edzar's attitude like this was really hard to guess.

This is not true. His heart began to hope again, and this was terrible. Safa did not want to be disappointed any further.

"Omong is empty" he whispered softly.

"I don't need to care. Now go, or I'll report to the security because of Om's disturbing attitude."

Edzar did not protest as Safa closed the door right in front of his face. His body pecked with a non-rippling face. But who knew his heart was raging at this moment.

Me?

Safa never spoke like me even though Edzar had hurt her. Did the girl want to clarify the boundary between them? It seems really uncomfortable. And Edzar could not dwell when considering his treatment was worse than Safa did.

Edzar sighed and turned to leave Safa's house. Free he forced. Although his heart was struggling to break down the door, making sure the girl was okay. But logic says it will complicate things. Safa would hate him more.

This afternoon he asked for permission to go home sooner. Luckily Edzar had no scheduled trial. Edzar still vividly remembered the heartbreaking sobbing sound he had heard. And he was sure something had happened. There's something Safa's trying to hide, that's obvious.

Edzar had visited the company of Mr. Halim, he knew Safa started working there. But what he got from security, he said the girl had gone home from the office driver. It didn't take long for Edzar to drive his car until he got here.

And sure enough, the girl looked pale and unwell. Actually what happened. What made Safa cry. This really bothers Edzar.

Until the night before Edzar could not calm down. His brain kept on turning to Safa. Perhaps Safa could deceive everyone with her sweet and adorable expression. But for Edzar who has been trained in reading the situation certainly feels awkwardness.

Sighing softly, Edzar rose from his bed. His long legs stepped open the balcony door that had previously been locked. Edzar needs some air to refresh his mind. This was the first time Edzar had ever thought of a man, especially a woman.

Although Safa blatantly rejected him, Edzar could see the girl was a little nervous earlier. It could be because of yesterday. Just remembering it makes Edzar blush.

Edzar was embarrassed as well. There is nothing more embarrassing than losing control in front of people. He also had a wild mind that made him have to take a few cold baths.

That girl is very dangerous to her self-control. Just by looking at it something in his body had already stirred up. Safa reminded him of the heat when he first drank wine.

Edzar looked at the house beside him. His heart suddenly rippled. Does liking someone really seem this ridiculous?

Edzar could not help himself as his feet moved across the balcony barrier. In an instant he was already standing in front of Safa's room. The lights were dark, it seemed like the girl was already sleeping. Edzar sat on his back at the window. His head looked up at the night sky with the dim moonlight.

His sharp eyes instantly closed. A beautiful face adorned his mind. The corner of his lips lifted into a thin smile.

Safana, what a beautiful name. Safana symbolizes charm and charisma. She is glamorous, tasteful, dreamer, sincere, passionate, and easy to fall in love. Very suitable with her beautiful and jolly girl. Safa also likes luxury, but she is kind and honest. His heart is full of affection and reactive. He is easily overwhelmed with something.

The heat is like opium for Edzar. His eyes always miss seeing his juwita. Although the beautiful arch was never again seen before him, at least the girl was still within reach.

That missing feeling....

He will try to hold it back.

Edzar opened his eyes slowly. His gaze was as dim as the moon shining up there. The sudden unrest disappeared, somehow this place made Edzar feel calm. Could it be because he knew Safa was behind his back? He fell asleep with his peaceful face.

"I know, right now you hate me," he murmured softly.

"I also know that I hurt you deeply. My actions may not be forgivable."

"Although so I want to apologize sincerely. Ii'm sorry. I'm sorry, Safa."

"I'm sorry for disappointing you."

Edzar breathed a sigh of relief. The sentence he had long since wanted to express now came out without a burden. Even though he knew Safa didn't hear it.

The night was already very late, the clockwork had already passed the number twelve. Soon Edzar got up and climbed up the balcony to return to his house. Edzar's movements look agile, his legs step into the room.

As Edzar closed the door, Safa's eyes opened slowly. His gaze was straight towards the window where Edzar was leaning. His expression was unreadable, as soon as he pulled the blanket and again buried his face on the pillow.