SAFAZAR (Pursuing the Love of Mr. Prosecutor)
SAFAZAR | CHAPTER 176

"Ai, where are you? Go home. Daddy's same Mother is very worried. So did Uda."

Edzar looked at his phone. Dozens of messages have been sent, although he did not get a reply. So are the calls that are several times connected to the voice box. Edzar sighed, bowing his head at the wheel. Where else should he look for Safa. Almost all the places of this area he surrounded until many times ran out of gasoline.

The rain had fallen a while ago. But the drizzle rinai still faithfully wet the earth. At least not as great as before. His eyes glanced at the numbers on the dashboard, at 9 o'clock all night. That means he's been around for about 4 hours.

"Ai ..." - She looked up with her eyes closed.

Edzar's face was pale, inevitably he repeatedly pierced through the rain. He hasn't changed his clothes since this afternoon. Edzar even forgot his duty as a Muslim. He was too late in the worries of looking for Safa.

Instantly he said Istighfar. He should not forget the Creator because of his one being.

Edzar immediately searched for the nearest mosque. Not long before he found her on the left side of the road. Soon he turned his car around, parked it in a large, empty parking lot. Maybe because it's very late at night and past prayer time. Some of the vaulted building lights were already dark.

Edzar opens the trunk. There was a gym bag filled with change of clothes that he always carried everywhere. Only now did Edzar find it very useful.

Before that, Edzar had to clean himself up. She had not been sanctified after her romance with Safa this afternoon. Since there was no toiletries, Edzar had to walk a few more meters to get them. He remembered having passed the minimarket 24 hours.

After that he returned to the mosque and entered the toilet to take a bath. After that he immediately performed the missed worship, as well as replacing some that he left by his qada.

Edzar prayed, begging for forgiveness from God Almighty. Ask for clues about the whereabouts of his wife who is currently out of nowhere. Hope to get enlightenment from all the problems that are happening to him. Edzar also prayed that Safa would be fine. Although Edzar knew his heart was broken, at least Safa was safe and kept out of any danger.

After praying, Edzar got out and got back in the car. The flashing phone instantly caught his attention. Edzar hurriedly grabbed it, hoping for a message or a call back from Safa.

But that hope had to run aground because the one who called him was not the wife, but his own father-in-law.

"Hello. Assalamualaikum, Dad. Wh why? Any word on Safa?"

For a moment there was no answer. Edzar was anxious when he heard a heavy sigh from the in-laws.

"There's."

Kontan Edzar immediately gave thanks. His eyes closed, sighing in relief at the good news. "Has Safa gone home? How's things going? Is she okay? Who's driving?" tanyanya.

"Your wife is fine, son Edzar. He came home in a full physical state."

"Alhamdulillah" murmured Edzar. Inevitably the corner of his lips lifted up to comment on the smile.

"But, he didn't want to meet Nak Edzar for a while. Therefore, with the greatest apology I ask Nak Edzar to return to Jakarta tonight as well. Or if circumstances are not possible, Nak Edzar can stay first at any hotel in Bandung. Please understand."

The continued remarks from Mr. Halim stunned him. Something as if pressing his chest tight. But he cannot be selfish. Edzar can't force it because he's guilty.

In exchange Edzar sends his apologies and greetings to his wife. Edzar also asked to continue to be informed of whatever happened.

Although Safa still did not want to hear his voice, for Edzar, knowing that she was fine was enough for now.

..........

Day after day passed without Safa present. Edzar's life turned bleak and hollow. Usually, at this hour Safa will cook it, remind you to eat, and whine for this and that. Ask one or two questions that Edzar will patiently answer. Talk about anything with a laugh-inviting expression.

Edzar. Hugely. But he had to be quite satisfied with the news that his in-laws always gave. Safa still refused to talk let alone face to face. And it made Edzar frustrated, resisting the urge to go to Bandung, hug and see the face of the wife who always makes him nervous.

But, once again Edzar did not want to be selfish. He'll meet if Safa's ready. Only then will Edzar explain. Without exception.

Edzar has decided he will open up all his past to Safa. Whatever response Edzar would receive except to part ways. For that one Edzar will not grant. Although Safa was desperate to file a lawsuit though.

This was his goal in marrying Safa early. He has full power over their relationship. Selfish? Yeah, he won't dodge. It's true said Heru, most of this marriage he had planned. Including the mother's pity fishing. Edzar knew that, behind his harsh character, his mother would not be able to see Edzar trampled in front of others.

All that he did for Safa, more precisely for Edzar himself. Edzar would not have been sincere in the afterlife if the woman was hosted by another man. His position is threatened when Mr. Halim shows a line of potential men who want his daughter.

As a result Edzar moved quickly to avoid things that would make him regret. And everything went well even though she forgot to prepare a more decent dowry.

It's okay, Safa is now his wife. And forever remain so. Their relationship is currently strained. Edzar will be as strong as he can defend.

Safa must know what true selfishness is. Because Edzar was a greedy man when it came to the woman who was his wife.

Amidst the sudden reverie Doni came knocking on the door. He said there was someone who wanted to meet. Edzar's forehead was wrinkled, in his heart he wished Safa had met him—though that was a little impossible.

But instead of Safa, Edzar even found someone whose presence he did not expect.

What else is this? What is God really planning? Not finished his problem with Safa, now he also has to face the woman who once scratched a wound in his heart.

His feet were immediately fixated on the doorway. Doni had already passed after delivering it to the reception room. Edzar's breath seemed to be choking. How long haven't they met? Six, or seven years? I don't know, Edzar had no intention of remembering.

"What's wrong?" Edzar's voice sounded cold.

A moment the woman gasped, before then she turned to the smile that had once amazed Edzar.

"How are you, Mas?"