SAFAZAR (Pursuing the Love of Mr. Prosecutor)
SAFAZAR | CHAPTER 130

"Is the food bad? You look like you haven't had an appetite lately?"

Safa who was pensively stirring her food gasped up. "Enak, really, Rey. Safa was just my brother's mind. When free," muttered Safa not entirely a lie. Then bribe a little chicken meat that he just cut.

He did think of Dava, too.... Edzarr. Safa breathed a heavy sigh. I try not to think too much about that guy.

Rey smiled, "If the matter is good news. Om Baskoro says Dava can come out tomorrow."

Safa turned her head quickly, "Seriously, Sister?"

"He'em," Rey nodded. His smile widened to see Safa who began to be enthusiastic. "Therefore you eat much. Your brother wouldn't be happy if you suddenly got sick."

"okay!"

Rey chuckles, her hands stretched out through Safa's hair. The girl swerved over him with a fork. "I told you not to mess up your hair! This is so annoying," he said.

Rey laughed in response to her impulsive attitude. The man leaned against the back of the chair while observing Safa who was eating voraciously. The corner of his lips lifted up with a smile. At least at this time Safa fills the stomach well.

They continued to eat peacefully, interspersed with small talk about various things. Like Safa who tells of her new activities as a selebgram, until her experience as Director when her brother was in custody.

Hearing that his brother will soon be free, Safa became more excited. Although there is still something in his heart, Safa is happy because maybe his peaceful life will return soon.

He will no longer feel burdened with office business. Moreover, Safa can start focusing on her work with Kamila. Poor, his best friend was already flooded with orders, and Safa could not avoid it anymore.

Safa opens the phone reading a message from Lalisa, her future sister-in-law. The woman sent her selfie with Dava. It turns out that's right, his brother's going home tomorrow.

Suddenly Safa's face became gloomy. It was seen by Rey who kept frowning. "You why? How come, moody again?"

"Safa won't be able to pick up Brother tomorrow" he said slowly.

Rey fell silent. "If you want I can take you back to Jakarta."

Safa then shook her head. "No, Brother. Brother must be tired of going back and forth. I'm not going to let you go."

"Am I not here because of Dad?" he continued half whispering.

Silent. Rey did not try to open her voice because what Safa said was true. Mr. Halim himself asked her to pick up the girl. And he warned himself not to go anywhere, except around this area.

Rey looked at Safa closely. Swiping the girl's hair at a glance. Then he finished his delayed lunch. To dilute the atmosphere, Rey told Safa a little of her experience. Especially the funny and silly things she's been through.

"You want to stop by somewhere first?" ask Rey as they're on their way after eating.

Safa shook her head, "Go to the villa. Safa is tired, wants to rest," he said weakly while leaning on the car seat.

Lately, Safa is often tired. Her body wants to sleep and lie down on the bed.

Rey understands. Then the man ran the car as Safa wanted.

No matter how long they drive, Safa unknowingly falls asleep. Rey turned to observe that innocent face, they had already arrived in front of the villa that Safa meant.

"Safa?" call Rey slowly.

The girl closed her eyes. Rey was confused, did she have to carry him?

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

Safa blinked depriving her of the light that had ambushed her eyes. The girl wriggled softly, feeling the soft entity tinkling her back. Very inconvenient. Safa had rested for so long.

Wait a minute, she's lying down?

The girl opened her eyes and looked around. This is the room he occupied in the villa. Safa's forehead is wrinkled. How long was he asleep? He's still in the car with Rey.

The spacious room dominated in white with a circular glass wall around it being the first Safa saw.

Safa's eyes circled, her legs swinging back to the center of the room.

"Sister Rey?" call Safa to search.

His heart frowned not finding any sign of the man's existence. Is it possible to have gone home? A second later, he felt someone present. Then Safa turned around, "Sir Rey—"

Safa was floating in the air when what she found was not Rey. But the tall figure that was shining sharply at him. Safa's body stiffened instantly. His heart is tempered with an unrelenting rhythm.

Trouble he gulped his saliva swallowing nervously. Especially when the two pairs of eyes met and Safa was made to limp instantly.

"I'm jealous you're calling another man's name, honey."

"O-Om, why is it here?" stuttering Safa half in disbelief.

How did Edzar know he was here?

Safa wanted to scream but couldn't. Edzar's figure began to approach. His long limbs approached Safa slowly. His brain ordered Safa to retreat. But his legs were even fixated as if waiting for the arrival of Edzar.

Not yet had he thought of a way to run, Edzar's hand had already grabbed his waist and wrapped it tightly. The man lowered his head, drawing out Safa's netra with his eagle eyes.

"You're wrong to run away from me. Because I will chase you anywhere. Even to the furthest places, I will find you" whispered Edzar in a voice that made Safa bristle.

"It's been quite a fool. I'm not that patient, you know?" Edzar's face approached. "You owe me an explanation. But before that, let me let go of the miss first."

Edzar took off the baseball cap he had been wearing, threw it at the origin before scooping Safa in shock.

Safa sculpting. The smell of cigarettes mixed with mint that seemed to have become typical Edzar back Safa felt. The man kissed her. Safa was in a daze as Edzar's thick lips swept away her subtle sense of taste. Foaming it with a soft but demanding pagutan.

Safa flashes.

Edzar sipped one by one his lips with his eyes closed. Make Safa complacent with the tingling taste in the stomach.

The thin sideburns gently swipe around the chin. Edzar coughed, bit, and stroked his tongue there. Tempting Safa to open the access felt her mouth deeper.

His heart refused, but the gestures seemed to betray. His lips immediately received Edzar's mouth which immediately sucked his tongue, exposing Safa's oral cavity with seductive movements.

Sometimes Edzar stopped letting Safa take a breath, then attacked her again with more excitement. The man was thirsty and did not drink for days. Again Safa was overwhelmed by Edzar who devoured her lips.

He scooped the front of the polo shirt that Edzar wore, venting out all the conflicting flavors in his heart and brain. Safa wanted to push Edzar, but she could not help but enjoy it as well.

Edzar's decapitation tightened, and a moment later the heavy hand reached Safa's leg until it coiled around his waist. Edzar growled as the girl began to return her kiss. His tall body walked towards the console table near them, putting Safa there without removing her lip link.

I don't know when Safa's hand moved around Edzar's neck. Hugging until squeezing gently between his hair and nape. A low grunt was heard again. Edzar tightened their bodies until Safa could feel the hardness of the man's stomach. They dissolve in kisses and release longings that are equally hidden.

Safa moaned as Edzar's hand went down to caress her waist, then went back up and accidentally hit the edge of her chest. Her lower body reflexes pulsed.

He took off their lip links. With a breath of air Safa whined. "Om enough, later Mr. P wake...."

Edzar ignored and instead switched to peeling the jaw to the white neck. "Plate, Honey. He was awake, indeed" he whispered hoarsely.

Edzar pressed and pulled Safa's hips until the bottom of them collided. Safa glared at the feeling of something protruding about her groin.

"Of!"

"It's your fault. I miss being naf*su."