SAFAZAR (Pursuing the Love of Mr. Prosecutor)
SAFAZAR | CHAPTER 123

"For a while yes. Can, right?"

Edzar was still glued to look at Safa's reply. Doni who had been secretly glancing followed frowning. He couldn't help but be curious.

"Pak Edzar why, huh? It was mesem-mesem, now it is even sour," he murmured softly.

"Sir?" call Doni doubt.

Edzar turned his head, raising his eyebrows inquiring.

"It's done. Where do I keep this?"

"Put it next to the archives in 2018" Edzar said, confirming his seat.

The man took a long breath. It seemed that he was thinking of something.

"Oh, okay."

Doni carried out Edzar's word well. Keeps the archives that he has since finished. After that, Doni turned to the boss. Hesitatingly he approached and asked, "Sir, do I want to make coffee?"

Edzar was silent for a moment, "No, no. I want to go straight."

And what is imagined is the figure of Safa is white, clean, fragrant and fresh. It seems that Edzar will not be satisfied to drink the refreshing aroma.

"Do you want me to buy Boba?" ask Doni later.

Edzar's forehead is wrinkled. "Am I a child?" resounding.

"Are the people who drink Boba are just kids?"

Wonder. Edzar owns the cafe. The time to group one drink is only for one faction only. Who likes Boba is not only children, adults as well. Even grandmothers, grandparents, they are also often Boba snacks.

What's wrong with Boba?

"Don't Boba. Buy Ijo Banana Ice."

"Yes already, okay. The money?"

Edzar looked at her, and reached into his pocket to get his wallet.

"You are like a child asking for a snack" dumel Edzar handed over a hundred thousand dollars.

"Hehe, understand sir, my salary is down. I'm still interested in the next two days."

Edzar doesn't bully. He opened the case file on his desk.

"Buy how many servings, sir?"

"Task a lot, yeah, you. If you want, buy two. It's just hard."

"Well," said Doni, turning around to get out.

"Wait," hold Edzar to make Doni face back to him.

"What's up, sir? Any more, want to buy a cigarette?"

"Not."

Ahem.

Edzar cleared his throat before continuing. "You said once that men should be aggressive when approaching women."

Momentary pause.

"What if you've shared your feelings with each other, the woman even asks for a secret relationship?"

Doni was silent trying to digest Edzar's question. His eyes blinked, thinking. Then he asked, "Father again backstreet, huh?" guess it's on target.

Edzar said he was lazy, "Don't I tell you I have friends?"

"My friend is experiencing, not me."

Silent.

Both are in each other's minds. Doni who tried to find answers to Edzar's questions, Edzar was waiting for Doni's opinion.

Soon after, Doni nodded, "Alright. Want it Father or friend who experienced, my conclusion is only two, anyway."

"What's that?"

"First of all, the woman is probably still in doubt."

"Any doubt? Doubt how that means?"

"Yes he doubted the same feelings of Mr.— I mean friends of the Father," ralat Doni when he saw the plotting of Edzar. "She was doubtful of the relationship of the two which was perhaps too sudden. Maybe their relationship was not good before?"

Edzar. True, he and Safa did get involved in a misunderstanding that made them distant. But, wasn't that resolved last night?

"Then the second one?"

"Secondly, she could be ashamed."

"Tempo?"

"He's ashamed to show off his partner to others."

"Why?"

"Yes, the reason can be different. It may be that the man is too ugly that the woman does not want others to know they are lovers. But he loves the man. So the best option is to hide their relationship, aka backstreet."

Not likely. I'm handsome, inner Edzar confident.

"The handsome face is also not only a pride, sir," said Doni.

"What?"

"Beautiful, if the appearance is not attractive, it's a lie."

"You mean?"

"Fix performance. Be what he wants."

Edzar's forehead is wrinkled. He felt that there was nothing wrong with his appearance. If so, why did Safa chase him first.

It seems he has been wrong to ask Doni for his opinion. The conclusion makes absolutely no sense.

As a good subordinate, Doni also complied with immediately lift feet from there, although in his heart he clucked irritably. Right after he closed the door, his lips immediately sneered at Edzar. "Say she's the backstreet victim. Take friends with you to make excuses. Hah, it's hard to be a prestige person," muttered Doni before it passed.

He still had to buy Ijo Banana Ice for Edzar who was upset.

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

In the evening Edzar went to Safa's house. It's just not as a guest as the initial intention, forced again Edzar had to act as a thief, climb the fence that became the barrier of his house with the girl.

The door shifted after he knocked, Safa's shocked face was the first sight he saw. The girl's voice turned panicked. His head looked back, then sighed after finding the door of his room closed.

So you don't want anyone else to know?

"Why did you come here?" tanya Safa half-whispered.

Raut Edzar looks flat. "I told you tonight I'm going home, right?"

"Must climb the balcony? If others see how?"

Edzar gave a faint snort, then without permission passed Safa's body standing in the doorway. Safa gaped to see Edzar who was glaring to enter just like that.

"Om-"

"You didn't let me through the front door, did you? Yes, I'm through here," he said lightly cutting off Safa's words. The man slammed his ass against the single sofa by the window.

Safa fell silent, then grimaced scratching her neck. "What do you want to do, anyway?"

"Should there be a reason to see you?" Why does he look so bad now. "You used to jump on the balcony to meet me."

Safa looked down, her eyes occasionally glancing at Edzar with a guilty look. It's true that he was that strong.

Edzar looked at Safa, sending a gesture for the girl to approach.

Doubtful Safa stepped towards Edzar, knowing the man grabbed his hand and pulled it gently until Safa occupied one of the burly thighs.

Between Edzar's slightly widened legs, Safa lowered her head in shame. Strenuous. Edzar loved sports. Aih, must this be so? Safa may have misfocused.

"Why do you want to keep our relationship a secret?" ask Edzar with his smooth voice.

Safa fell silent, and Edzar patiently waited for the girl to speak. Better to ask the person directly rather than having to convoluted with Doni.

"Did?"

For a few seconds there was still no answer, until the girl opened her voice. "Safa is ashamed" he whispered.

Silent.

Slowly Safa's head looked up, only to find Edzar's serene look as usual.

"Tempo?" ask the man.

"So why? Are you ashamed of being with me?"

"Is it because I'm too old for you?"

Safa was flabbergasted, she shook her head violently. It was unexpected that Edzar would think so.

"No, not that!"

"Then?"

"Sa-Safa....."

Tok to tok.

"Safa?" call someone from outside.

That's Mrs Halim's voice.

Safa glares. He hurriedly stood up and stared at the door of his room. How's this? Safa bit her finger in panic. Then he turned to Edzar who could still look relaxed.

Safa clucked to pull the man away from her seat. It's a little hard because Edzar nailed his ass there.

"Om hide!" safa whispered.

"What"

"Shuut. There's a Mother outside."

"You haven't answered my question."

"Yes, Safa will answer! Now get out first!" Safa pushed Edzar's large body towards the balcony door.

Very heavy, Edzar a little resistance even though at the end he managed to get out.

"Shut up here, don't make a sound. Or come home there."

After saying that Safa rushed back into her room, leaving behind Edzar who was not even given a chance to talk.

"Mother?" after opening the door. The look of Madam Halim was astonished.

"Why did you open the door for so long?"

"Ah? That, Safa was in the bathroom, peeing again. Hehe, what's up, Mommy?"

Madam Halim did not immediately reply, her eyes slightly glanced into the room. His forehead creased, "What is the balcony door open? Mommy already told you not to play the wind at night."

He knew Safa's habit of opening windows or doors at night. I told you it is not good for the body.

"Tadi Safa abis remove hair. It will be closed again. What does Mother need?"

"Have you taken any medicine?"

"Udah."

"Rapihin your appearance, there's something to look for below."

"Huh? Who?"

"Don't ask too many questions. Now change to a more polite shirt."

After that Mrs Halim rushed back downstairs. Safa was trying to guess who the mother meant to see her.