SAFAZAR (Pursuing the Love of Mr. Prosecutor)
SAFAZAR | CHAPTER 151

Safa's lips pursed tightly, her eyes could not be seen the phone fiercely. Sometimes he grumbled indistinctly, Mistress Halim who had seen earlier only shook her head.

"Edzar also has a busy life. Why do you keep kayaking? Later also if it's free he must have called."

"Say a week off to get here?"

"Secute also he still handle some work. Try to understand."

Safa swore, "Kok, Mommy is taking him away?"

"Didn't yesterday nasihatin Safa so as not to be too affectionate with A Uda?"

"Yes, that's what Mother meant. But looking at your current attitude, you're just like a possessive, annoying woman. Ordinary aja. Be the elegant woman whose man misses."

"Want you some tips?"

"What tips?"

"So Edzar is infatuated with you and misses you all the time."

"How's it?"

Mrs Halim approached and sat down beside Safa, on the long sofa of the nursery located by the window. The beautiful view of the hospital courtyard is very pleasant to see, especially in the morning like this.

Pluks.

The woman placed her hand over Safa's thigh. His eyes looked at the princess meaningfully. Safa waited anxiously.

"Be aggressive occasionally, at certain times. Like when Edzar's coming home, or when you're going to be apart."

"Give him something that's hard to forget."

"Something that's hard to forget? For example?" safa asked confusedly.

Mistress Halim moved a hand swaying her own body. From the neck down to the chest, as his eyes wink mischievously. "Touch and kiss. It's perfectly capable of making any man drunk."

Flickering.

Safa stared at the plain half flat of her bundle. "Mother, Dad said it's not well done by an unmarried couple."

As Lady Halim chuckled, "Yes don't tell your father, dong!"

"Well, now he can say that. People used to waver just as much as Mother's temptation," he continued muttering. But still able to sound clear.

"I mean Mother?"

Madam Halim turned her head, "Originally you know, yes. Your father used to be geeky, afraid. I'm allergic to it."

"Mother who saw the hiccups, dong. Mother prank, tuh, godain. A little, lah. Just a toel-toel,"

"After a long time we were much closer, Mother added her flirtation rate, occasionally kiss her cheek at the end of the meeting."

"The effect is terrible! Your father always thinks of you at all times. That's where your father was even more aggressive. He even dared to kiss Mother's lips. Every meeting that's asked for is definitely that."

For a while, if this is Edzar the same, he always asks Safa for a kiss. Do all guys like kissing, huh?

"And you saw for yourself, didn't you, now your father's very pregnant with Mother?" mrs Halim said proudly.

"Then, um, was Dad like that?"

"You don't believe it? Nih, mother, you saw her picture in college."

Mrs Halim fiddled with the phone, opened the gallery and showed Safa a portrait taken from an obsolete photo album. There was a man with cutbray pants and a long shirt and large glasses perched on his face.

Safa frowned, is this really her father? Why does it look so different? Yang Safa knew at this moment, Mr. Halim was so handsome with a dapper and climactic appearance. Masa, the skinny man in the photo is his father. But from the contours of the face is a bit similar, especially sharp eyes that are blocked by glasses.

"Is this really Dad, Mother?"

Madam Halim nodded, "Of course. Who do you think has eyebrows swooping like that?"

"Hah, surely no one would have expected a man with a face like that his hobby is breastfeeding," said Mrs Halim unconsciously.

Safa flinched, slightly rewinded her head looking at her bunda. "What's? Breastfeeding?"

"Yes, suckling. Your father was very fond of this plump Mother's chest," said Mrs Halim as she touched the part of her body proudly.

"Thank you, Mother degrades this perfect form pa*yu*of this to you. Big too, yeah." Safa squeaked as the mother patted Safa's round chest with her hands. "Mother fuck, um, ticklish tau!"

"Mother!!!" safa screams shame.

"It looks like you guys really should be memorized immediately. Cassian Edzar, she must have held back a lot, especially if you're open enough to get dressed."

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

In the evening, Safa again upset by Edzar who again lost the news.

"Tuh, right.... Say again. Yesterday was sweet. It's hard to contact now. Where exactly are you going, anyway?" Safa frowned squeezing her mobile phone. It was very desirable for him to crumple the flat object when he remembered his flat face that was watados.

"Don't know what, Safa's bored here. Mother also does not usually stay in Safa during this time. Why not go back and forth now? He said just for a moment, buy kwetiau doang. Whereabouts? It's been almost an hour."

Safa brushed her lips, she was very upset. TV shows are nothing fun, everything is boring.

He looked back at the phone that was currently flashing in his grasp. Edzar's name flickered, finally after a few hours the man contacted him.

Safa immediately shifted the camera image upwards. The smiling face of Edzar was behind the scenes.

"Night, Honey. I'm sorry Uda is late again tell you," he said feeling guilty.

Safa scowls. "Where to win A Uda? He said leave, how busy do you keep?" resounding.

"There's something you have to take care of. Sorry, yeah."

"Have you eaten?"

Safa silently did not answer.

"Did?"

Still quiet. Edzar breathed. "You want Uda there?"

There was no response, but Edzar knew what he had to do. "Well, Uda's going there now, huh?"

The man got up, saw his cell phone camera showing him walking. For a moment Safa saw only the ceiling of the room, before Edzar appeared again with a leather jacket that had been attached to his body.

By the way, Edzar stayed at one of the hotels in Bandung, a short distance from the hospital. Fifteen minutes by car.

"Don't matiin" Safa said as Edzar was about to enter the car. The man smiled, "No, honey. Uda keep it here." Edzar put his phone on the dashboard, I don't know if the man used a small tripod to hold it? Sata doesn't know. For sure the phone is right facing the face of Edzar who is now busy rewind the car.

"Where are you going? You alone?"

Safa nodded, her lips advancing a few inches. Edzar chuckled occasionally glancing at him. He has to focus on the steering.

"What are you bringing?"

Safa seemed to think for a moment, "Lumpia is wet, how is it?"

"Lumpia, huh?" Edzar nodded. "Okay, I think it's in front, it'll be too late. What else do you want?"

"You're Mango Smoothie."

It sounded from Edzar's mouth. "Why not say that from now on? That's Uda making it in the hotel."

Safa rolled her eyes lazily, "Yes just buy it, anyway. Why bother making?"

"You don't know yet, anyway. Made in Uda guaranteed better than buy."

Sontak Safa sneered. Besides being pushy, Edzar is also very confident.

"Death first, yes. Uda's going down."

"Well?"

Almost Edzar turned the eyeballs as Safa often did to him. Luckily Edzar's patience was higher and trained.

"And you want spring rolls, dear." he said anxiously.

Safa grinned guiltlessly, "Oh yeah, hehe. Yeah, not for long. The nurse here is handsome. Indeed, yes, Bandung people are different. No mrs Safa moved here, wash your eyes."

"Uda Container..... Muah." Tut's. Safa immediately disconnected before Edzar went berserk.

Hihi, that man must be jealous right now. Who told you to ignore it? Just look, Safa will make Edzar fuss later. Like the word of the mother.