SAFAZAR (Pursuing the Love of Mr. Prosecutor)
SAFAZAR | CHAPTER 157

"Asyhadu allaa ilaaha illallah, waasyhaduna Muhammadar Rasuulullah ..."

"Allahumma sholli ala Sayyidina Muhammad wa ala Ali Sayyidina Muhammad."

"Usikum byaqwallah. uzawwijuka alama amarollohu bihi min imsakin bimakrufin autasrihiin bi ihsan ...."

"Bismilbornrahmanirrahim. Ananda Edzar Adhyaksa bin Raksa Manggala, I marry and marry you to my biological daughter Safana Halim to Ananda with a dowry of eight million two hundred and twenty-two thousand rupiahs, paid in cash." Mr. Halim said the sentence with a final and shakes.

"I accept the marriage and marriage of Safana Halim bint Mr. Surya Halim to myself with the dowry, cash." Edzar replied with a single breath.

"Witnesses, legitimate?"

"Well!"

"Goddessa ....."

Safa heard all of that from inside the room. He was pensive, sitting on the edge of the bed with a blank look forward, staring at the white marble under his pushy feet.

It's like a dream. Safa still couldn't believe this was actually happening. Really, is everything real. It feels too sudden. Safa thought this would happen in about a year or two.

Only a moment ago Edzar proposed to her, and now immediately Safa was his wife.

Wives. That word made his heart run amok. Really, no one can guess the game of destiny. From the start of the proposal that he thought would fail, then Aunt Dyah who suddenly came, bringing all blessings with unimaginable conditions.

He wants her and Edzar to get married tonight. But, why? Didn't Aunt Dyah vehemently oppose their relationship? Why is this suddenly?

"Would I be guilty if I laughed?" renata asked half a whisper, to Rizkia who was also in charge of accompanying Safa in the room during the qabul ijab began.

Rizkia nudged him, placed her index finger in front of her lips, gesturing for Renata to be silent.

But Renata ignored, he still voiced his heart even with a soft voice. "So he told Om Edzar to come back when he got permission from his mother. Now, it's your turn to get married and married, even so moody. What do you want this kid?"

"Safa was just shocked," Rizkia said almost inaudibly. "If I were in his position, it would be like that too."

Renata nodded in understanding, "Indeed, I didn't think he would change status so soon. Yesterday's feelings were still just a bit. Lah, now it's just a bunch of people."

"Worse, the prospective husband is our own Om candidate .." continued Renata giggled.

"Now not a candidate. Looks like the deal's done. Aunt Sofi must be here."

Safa ignored the ramblings of her two cousins. He heard, but remained silent. It felt reluctant to open his mouth for a moment, his body as if powerless limp.

If Edzar intends to give him a surprise, the man is very, very successful. Not only asking, but immediately being stopped at that moment.

Either Safa should give a response like what. His feelings are mixed. Not knowing happy, sad, or sorry. It is difficult for Safa to understand.

Happy, because marrying Edzar was something he dreamed of when he first saw the man. According to her, Edzar was one of the men who entered the criteria for her future husband at that time. For the record, Safa used to look at Edzar physically. As it is well known that Safa is a lover of handsome men.

But Safa was also sad. Actually, he's not quite ready to get married. Safa thinks he's young, there's still a lot he wants to do.

Some people say, if we are married and tied to someone everything will be different. Whatever we want to live must be in accordance with the consent of the couple.

Then, should he regret it? Of course it doesn't make sense. Safa loved Edzar, but somehow a hint of unease reached her heart. Safa was afraid she could not be a good wife to him.

Safa was worried that she would not be able to fully compensate Edzar. Their age is far away. This year Safa has just turned 23. While Edzar, a few months later the man had his 35th birthday.

The worlds of Safa and Edzar are distinctly different. And Safa doesn't deny she's afraid of losing her comfort zone. He has no preparation for this. Despite the unexpected proposal, Safa was more absorbed by her now-changing status.

Cklek.

Someone opened the door. Madam Halim entered carefully. His eyes looked red and a little puffy. It was as if the woman had just cried.

His legs stepped closer to Safa who was sitting on the bed. Earlier he gestured for Renata as well as Rizkia to get ready immediately, helping her to bring Safa out. They both nodded, then let the mother and child spend a little time.

"Safa?" call Madam Halim while sitting beside her.

Safa did not reply, but her eyes glazed over, and her lips moved.

Madam Halim hugged him from the side. It was then that the tears she had been holding back from earlier fell. Safa was stunned, she slammed into the arms of the mother who also cried behind her shoulder. Her hands rubbed Safa's trembling back.

"Shhht .... Mother's child is already big, it's legal to be the wife of people."

Safa's getting sobbing. Rizkia and Renata who saw that were silent, did not dare to disturb the haru atmosphere between the two. Silence enveloped the entire room, filled only with the sound of Safa as he pleased.

Not long before Mrs Halim distanced her body. Smiling while drying Safa's face with a tissue. "Good make up waterproof," always intend to break the tension. "Come, we're out. Your husband is waiting."

Termangu safa. Husband? Edzar's her husband now?

That fact made him swallow.

Safa could only resign when her mother and her cousin led her out. This room is located right next to the front room which is the event venue. Safa was getting stifling as her feet approached the door.

He breathed a lot when it opened slowly. All eyes were on him as soon as Safa's feet stepped on the outside of the room.

Safa looked down not daring to look up. His hands were clinging to each other in front of his body. She's incredibly nervous. Moreover, Safa could feel that the pair of eyes were fixedly staring at her.

Madam Halim pushed Safa's body slowly, slightly forcing the girl back to walk. Sipping a rough gulp, Safa stepped closer to the group of people in the middle of the room.

It felt so fast, suddenly he had arrived in front of a table that he knew to be the arena of ijab qabul earlier. Safa was still faithfully bowed as the tall body stood before her. Stretched out a hand with the intention that Safa would regret it.

Safa was silent for a moment, her body pecking, staring fixedly at the hand. A few seconds passed until Safa finally welcomed the hesitation, bowed, kissed the reverence of the back of the hand of someone who was now officially his priest.

Safa resigned when Edzar grabbed his chin to look up. A moment later a kiss stopped on the surface of the forehead, long enough. The man read a prayer that Safa did not understand.

Then away. The man, or what Safa could now call her husband, smiled. Her dark eyes glowed softly, and Safa could see her reddened pupils as if they were crying.

"My wife" he whispered briefly, but was able to make Safa's heart like a terrible storm.

Edzar Adhyaksha. The cold man she had desperately pursued, had now legitimately interfered with her as a wife.