SAFAZAR (Pursuing the Love of Mr. Prosecutor)

SAFAZAR (Pursuing the Love of Mr. Prosecutor)
SAFAZAR | CHAPTER 172


"A Uda ...." Safa was stunned at the shiny object Edzar had just pinned on her ring finger, replacing a ring previously attached there.


"Why ...."


"From the beginning you've been wearing it's an engagement ring. This wedding ring, it's just yesterday."


"You likey?"


Safa nodded. The model is equally simple, but more luxurious than the previous one.


Edzar stroked the ring, "Here is also our name."


Safa looked up at Edzar. Curiously he took off the ring and researched the inside. Right, there's a Safazar engraving there. Edzar took the ring from Safa's hand, put it back on her ring finger.


"Pakeins." He handed me another ring that was larger in size. "Because Uda can't use gold, so it has Uda made from platinum" he explained without being asked.


Safa inserted the ring into Edzar's long ring finger. Now the pair of things are beautifully embedded in the hands of both. Edzar smiled as he gave a brief kiss on Safa's lips. Holds a hug on her tiny shoulder.


The body can be tiny, but the size of his chest is very challenging. And Safa understood what Edzar was thinking when the dark eye lowered its gaze downward.


Soon she pinched Edzar's belly wrapped in a matching white T-shirt with her. "Don't fuck around, yeah. It's us again in a foreign place, you know."


"Why indeed?" asked Edzar with a frown.


"Pake it again. This house is not yet dingajiin. There's still a lot of demons to know."


Edzar laughed. His head was thrown backwards, leaning completely on the sofa they were sitting on. After looking around the room above Edzar directly invite Safa to the living room that already has a sofa, because the woman had complained of aching to go on a walk.


"Kok, laugh, anyway? Safa seriously knows."


"Yes, Honey. Later if we want to place adzzanine first." Contrary to what he said, the man still held amused.


Not what, since then Safa never stop talking about ghosts. Because of his excessive popularity, Safa did not want to be separated from the Edzar side of goods for a second.


Prak!


"Of!" Safa jumped into Edzar's lap. Hugged her husband by the neck and wrapped him like a monkey child.


Edzar's body shook with laughter. He glanced at Safa who buried a face in the recess of her neck. "What the hell, honey? Uda accidentally kicked the table." Lies. In fact, he was deliberately scaring Safa.


Enduring anxiety. I don't know, there's a lot of excitement about trying out that woman. In fact, Edzar is not the type of person who likes to joke. Safa seemed to take him to a different world.


"If you keep this up, don't blame Uda for making love here."


Safa unexpectedly bites Edzar's shoulder. His hope made the man in pain, but the bottom of his skin was steel, instead of pain, Edzar even kegelian.


"intentionally, right? I looked at Safa with fear." Safa scowled away the face. He came down from Edzar's lap, sat down beside the man.


Edzar drew near, dipping at the lightning of Safa's pursed lips. "You gemesin. Uda likes it."


"Not to be naughty of his hands! Safa laper knows!" Safa brushed off the hand of Edzar who was about to stop by his chest.


The man walked away after stealing one more kiss. Safa really had to be patient when her face was scratched so many times.


"What do you want to eat? Just order, okay?" tanya Edzar while pulling out the phone.


"Safa wants a beefy chicken."


"Okay, chicken geprek. Drinking mangoes?" guess Edzar who already knows his wife's favorite.


Safa nodded. Edzar showed several types of mango drinks on Safa.


"Es mango jelly," point to Safa on one of the menus. "What do you want?"


"You want to."


"Seriously. Uda wants to eat you," said Edzar while making a smile*lum.


"You ah!" Safa got up, stomping her feet leaving Edzar.


"Where are you going?"


"Garden!"


"Relatedly? I saw something in the kitchen."


"A Uda!!" safa Jerrit. Start getting upset with Edzar's pranks.


"What's? It's true, you saw the stove in the kitchen."


And that afternoon I don't know how many times Safa was made a manyun. She wondered in her heart, since when did her husband turn out to be nosy. Is it really that true nature? Maybe this is the other side of Edzar that Safa just found out about.


Returning home from seeing the house, Safa was surprised by the existence of the father in the villa. He was chatting with Mother in the family room.


"Dad? Says Mommy's coming home between Monday Tuesday?" ask Safa wonder. Even so he still saluted Mr. Halim, following Edzar who took the initiative to do it first


"Dad's work finished sooner than expected. So rather than stay there for a long time, yes mending home."


"Where did you run out of?"


Safa looked at Edzar. The sensitive Edzar immediately replied. "Look at the house, Dad. Coincidentally just finished drenov. Just fill the furniture and perfect some corners like the backyard and garden."


"The house you bought for Safa?"


Edzar nodded. "Yes, Dad."


While Safa looked frowned. "Dad knew about the house?"


"Know. Edzar was talking about it right after you got married."


Didn't he? So he always knows later. Safa immediately shook her head. Edzar said it was a surprise.


"That means A Uda has prepared the house for a long time, huh? It can't be that fast. While we're married, we count a week."


Edzar turned his head, his hands outstretched over Safa's head. "The innovation is not much. Because the house is still fairly new. Uda also overpaid the exchange to make it fast. Everything's okay, anyway, just most of the paint is Uda replace."


Safa nodded. He had seen some paint splashes that had not been cleaned on the floor.


The conversation continued between Father and Edzar. Safa just kept listening. Feeling clueless about business and political conversations. Hadeh, why is it that the average man Safa knows is so happy with such a topic. Stiff. Sleepy make.


Amazingly, Mrs Halim could enter into their conversation. Daebak is that bundle.


Suddenly Edzar looked. "Congratulations?"


"Hm?"


"To the room, gih. Sleeping first is not papa," he said subtly.


Safa that can not stand it according to. With gontai he climbed the stairs to the room. Before that Edzar reminded to clean up first, which then Safa angguki weakly. His eyes are 5 watts.


I don't know what time they talked. Indeed, yes, the fathers if they have met cool chatting friends, at least in line with him would like to forget the time.


Hayo, who is this too? When your father comes a guest of fellow men, even the new ones must have a long chat. If from magrib can get to midnight.


Sometimes Safa likes to be surprised. Whatever they are obrolin. There are only the ingredients of the screw.


Safa doesn't know how long she's been sleeping. What is certain is vague he can feel a kiss on the forehead as well as the lips. After that the bolster that he embraced earlier changed with a warm burly body that smelled fresh. Looks like Edzar just finished his bath. Kontan alone he increasingly smelled the masculine fragrance. Until the darkness swallowed him back into dreamland.