SAFAZAR (Pursuing the Love of Mr. Prosecutor)
SAFAZAR | CHAPTER 11

Someone once said, do not worry about a soul mate, the soul mate will come in itself. Some say that the soul mate always meets at every opportunity. But, someone else said that it was all a myth.

A mate will not come if not sought. Thas right. But there are also those who meet a soul mate unintentionally or meet in unexpected places.

And Safa thinks she's in that last possibility. Whether it's a myth or a fact, Safa will obviously choose a stronghold of facts this time. Wh why? Because Safa hoped that her meeting with Edzar was a sign above earlier.

Edzar, the handsome prosecutor who recently occupied Safa's head. Safa had no idea she was hallucinating or not when suddenly her eyes caught the sighting of the man in her Omanya house.

Safa thought she was fantasizing so much. Safa was not a teenager yesterday afternoon who just felt puberty. Among you must have experienced the desire to see someone in a short period of minutes. It is our natural instinct to like or admire someone.

But when Erina elbowed him the shadow of Edzar did not disappear. In fact Safa almost screamed when suddenly their gaze met. Edzar. Is this real?

Safa was on the spot, not paying attention to the cheers that were heard when the 2 people on the stage there were officially engaged. Safa's eyes only nailed in one direction. His world was centered on a single point, Edzar.

Waiting for time the figure will fade. In fact, when again and again Erina elbowed him the figure of Edzar still standing in his place.

“Safa no longer halu ‘kan?” safa Gumam.

Erina frowned, “You saw what, anyway? Riz and the others have gone up. They want photos. Come tagged!”

Erina dragged. Safa just complied without much talking. His mind wandered by various questions. What is Edzar doing here? What is the man's relationship with the prospective man's family? Why was he in Om Tirta's entourage?

Unfortunately the questions had to settle down for a while as she and Erina took to the stage, catching up with the cousins for a photo.

The photo session began. Safa's tiny body makes her always occupy the middle position, right next to her aunt, the main character tonight.

Safa smiled broadly following the direction of the photographer. They are not rigid people in front of the camera so that a little easier the shooting.

Turning to the other pose, they sat together with their legs folded half-slope around Aunt Miranti who was in the middle. This time without Om Tirta because this session is specifically for the women of Halim.

“Alolo ... don't step on my skirt dong Mak!” suddenly Renata shouted in annoyance.

Liliana grimacedly fixed her kneeling position half-standing. Safa and the others turned the eyeball, because it happened during camera shots. They have to repeat. Why not scream later, anyway.

The small noise was successful in inviting laughter. Miranti herself only shook her head to see the daughters of her brother. They often make a silliness when put together.

Finished with his nephew, Aunt Miranti continued to take pictures with her siblings, including Mother Safa who now looks stylish at will. Don't underestimate the middle-aged woman. In front of the camera, Mrs Halim is much more centile than Safa.

Safa passed taking a drink. She had only realized that she had not been drinking since Rizkia dressed her up, that her throat was dry, that she was dehydrated. Safa also feels her body is not as fit as usual, maybe tomorrow Safa will look for vitamins.

Again and again his eyes circled around, looking around for the figure who had been disturbing the mind since. Where is Safa's Attorney? Safa ‘kan need explanation.

Do you have any relationship with Edzar until everything has to be explained? Inner mock.

It was not Edzar that he got, but a light pat on his shoulder that made Safa turn.

“Searching someone?” Rizkia tilted her head looking at Safa.

Then her index finger held out in a direction made Safa follow her with a frown.

“Isn't he the one you're looking for?”

Silent. Safa was still digesting her cousin's intentions.

“So he's the one?” ask Rizkia again. “Cowok you like. She ‘kan?”

“Don't you think brother doesn't know where your eyes have been since Safa. We have since been watching you ..” he said triumphantly as well as demanding.

It is true, without Safa knowing the behavior has been observed by the grandchildren of Halim. If they are curious, do not find out. Unfortunately Safa is too obvious in her attitude, she regrets her stupidity that is always caught off guard with the surrounding.

“But .. where did you know Aunt Miranti's sister-in-law?”

Whahuh?

“Means Brother Riz?” safa asked not to understand.

“You don't know? What daritadi you saw ‘kan Kakanya Om Tirta.”

Jdeerr's...

Safa felt there was lightning at night. Coincidentally the sky is not as bright as usual, it may soon rain.

What say? Brother Om Tirta? That means Aunt Miranti's future sister-in-law? Which means the candidate om Safa too, dong?

“Om Edzar!”

Suddenly Rizkia cried out to wave her hand. Safa still did not dare to turn around. He is still trying to digest everything. Until footsteps came closer and Safa could smell the masculine scent beside her.

Edzar's o-my-in-law?

What kind of joke is this?

My God, is this coincidence or is it fate? If this is the story, can Safa still approach with Edzar? Indirectly the man is a prospective relative.

But isn't that legal? They are not blood. Duh, not even official Safa has thought of a distance. Very confident of him. Not necessarily they are fools. Kok, sounds kind of annoying, huh? Positive thinking only. Who knows if God will grant.

“Know, Om. I'm Rizkia, Aunt Miranti's niece.”

Edzar welcomes the hands of Rizkia, “Edzar.”

“And this ... My cousin. Safana.”

Safa is still drifting in daydreams so that she does not pay attention to the conversation that occurs. His eyes nailed to Edzar who looked very handsome tonight.

Long-sleeved batik shirts with matching colors family dress code make the charm multiply. Fix, anyway, this is Safa's second favorite after the man's Prosecutor's uniform.

Edzar looks authoritative, in contrast to when wearing the t-shirts and shorts that Safa saw fitting car wash, the man looks sexy and seductive.

Rizkia elbowed Safa until she realized. Safa's reflex reached out to Edzar.

They also shake hands.

“I know. Coincidentally we are neighbors.”

Safa grimaces. Especially when he saw the expression of his cousin who nodded with a face full of meaning.

Die her. After this, they would definitely be even more teasing. Suddenly Safa hoped time could be turned. If you know it will be this way, Safa will certainly take care of her speech so as not to speak and slip.