SAFAZAR (Pursuing the Love of Mr. Prosecutor)
SAFAZAR | CHAPTER 12

Edzar's words were enough to give an answer to Rizkia's curiosity. Complementing his assumptions regarding someone Safa had liked before.

Actually Rizkia is just guessing. Who would have thought that was true. Edzar is the man Safa referred to as ‘calon’.

Unfortunately Rizkia smells of one-sided love here. No need to ask who is in love. Without even wearing glasses everyone could tell the pink aura was encircling his cousin, Safana Halim.

Safa is like an open book. His feelings can be read only from his face.

Another thing with Rizkia, Safa's heart was so overjoyed when her skin came into contact with Edzar for the first time. Edzar's big hand felt rough in his grasp. Safa impudently imagined another touch on her body.

Damnit. Stop thinking indecently, Safa! Where is your restless feeling that was present just a moment ago?

Why now his heart is even dangdutan just because it holds Edzar. It's a new hand, not yet another. Safa can't imagine how much fun it would be if making out with Edzar.

Haish, once again Safa's mind is slovenly. Athaghfirullah, Safa's aware. Your privates are dangerous.

“Ehm.” Edzar cleared his throat awkwardly.

Rizkia nudged Safa on the shoulder when she saw the girl did not also let go of Edzar's hand. Love it, but do not have to be tacky too, make it embarrassed.

Along with Safa who pulled her hand with a heavy heart, someone appeared to approach them. The tall man looked a bit like Edzar, definitely his brother.

Yes, yes, Safa. Present here ‘kan only two families. If not your brother, brother Edzar.

“You're Mbak Mira's nephew?”

“Kenalin, I am Reno, brother of Bang Tirta and Bang Edzar,” he said while reaching out.

Well, right ‘kan?

“Rizkia.”

“Safa.”

They shake hands with each other.

As in most handsome guys, Safa's eyes are as sparkling when she sees Reno. When compared to Edzar, Reno is warmer. The types that quickly make melting.

Crazy, anyway. The Edzar family is very blessed. The seedlings excelled all of this. As far as Safa could see, she found none of them ugly.

Wah ... if this is the story, Safa will be satisfied to wash your eyes.

Most of the Edzar family were men. Safa saw no women except the elderly. There's one guy, anyway. That too was a child.

Safa grinned in her heart, if she couldn't get Edzar, her brother didn't matter either.

But calm down, for now Safa's heart is still tethered to a Mas Edzar.

Reno's arrival slightly removed the awkwardness that occurred. They're a little bit involved in the chat. More precisely Rizkia and Reno were talking. Safa occasionally responded if she understood. Edzar remained silent as a listener. Safa became anxious herself with this one.

“Oh .. So Doctor Rizki is your husband? I met him during Medical Check Up at the company. Sounds funny, yeah. His wife Rizkia, her husband Rizki,” rattled Reno who made us laugh.

It is true, Safa has always been inexhaustible with the destiny of Rizkia who has an unusual coincidence. Sometimes Safa thinks that she is in the position of Rizkia, about what is the name of her mate. The safar?

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“Safa don't want to stay at Oma's house. Home Oma haunted, no ghost ...”

Safa's whining makes the atmosphere of Oma Halim terrace so quiet. The show was over a few minutes ago, now they are gathered in the yard to go home.

But shit for Safa because suddenly Dava gets word from the hospital, her boyfriend's parents crash. Mr and Mrs Halim intend to participate to visit the condition of his candidate.

While this afternoon Mr. Iwan permission to go home because his son is sick, the possibility of tomorrow just returned.

Yesterday his mother is now his son, tomorrow who else. It was not Safa's intention to think impolite, it was just that she was upset, sleepy as well.

Oma's House? Safa has a trauma sleeping in this house. As he said earlier, Oma Halim's house was haunted, Safa had experienced it herself.

Safa awoke in the middle of the night to hear a strange sound, similar to a person walking on a foot. Safa woke Erina so scared. Unfortunately the girl heard nothing, only Safa heard.

From there Safa was determined to avoid the house of Omanya, at least not stay overnight.

Reportedly after that Oma Halim to bring some ustad to his house. Even roll out do’a together. But still Safa still did not dare to sleep in the house of Omanya again.

“Dek, the ‘kan old incident. Do you know the demon has come home. Any-anyday, you.”

Safa glared at Dava with a frowning face. Basic jelangkung, it's so easy to talk. Just try him out, Safa's sure Dava's gonna pee in her pants.

Oma Halim looked at her granddaughter sadly, somehow the demon who had castrated Safa to the point of no longer staying at her house. “Awas you, satan. Not pites your neck when you meet,” Inner Oma Halim.

“Yes already, Safa let me take you, Sur. Home we ‘kan unidirectional.”

All eyes looked at Edi, the brother of Mr. Halim who had just spoken.

“What way, Mas? My home complex still has to turn far again,” said Mr. Halim.

“Yes is okay, anyway. From Safa don't come home, kasian.”

“Betul, Mas Surya. Safa let go home with us,” continued his wife.

Mr and Mrs Halim sighed, they felt bad to have to trouble Edi and the family.

The problem is it's been very night, her brother must need a break too.

Dava was in his place. I just realized I have a really hard sister.

Oma Halim looked at Safa persuaded, “Nak, just here, huh? His house ‘kan already in do’ain, so the demon has already left. You sleep the same Oma if you don't want to be alone, huh?”

"No, Oma. Safa used to sleep with Erina there was a demon."

"Ribet really you Dek. I've been sleeping here, after all Oma Rame's house, really. There's Aunt Mira too."

Miranti nodded confirming Dava's words, "Yes, Safa, you slept with Aunty. The devil will not dare to approach. Or you want Rizkia's room to be."

Safa frowned, her eyes were already looking glassy. It makes Mr. Halim almost give up, he intends to take Safa to the hospital just follow them rather than having to make others bother. But suddenly a voice came out.

“Bareng me only, Om. Isn't our house next door?”