SAFAZAR (Pursuing the Love of Mr. Prosecutor)
SAFAZAR | CHAPTER 178

Safa just got back from her therapy with Rey. Signed Mr. Iwan as usual. His forehead creased when he first stepped on the veranda of the house. He walked over to Lady Halim who was standing in the doorway. His hand held a large box. From the looks of it it looks like it's a package delivered by a courier.

"What shopping munda?" He thought maybe the mother bought something online.

"No. Mother does not shop anything. This is from your husband. Nih." The box was placed on him. Safa accepted it with a confused look.

With his head guessing he entered followed by Lady Halim who quickly closed the door.

"Where's the father, Mother?" Safa threw her body on the couch. Leaning to close the eyes with her hands closed.

"They're getting hooked on the same neighbors who live downstairs."

"The package wasn't opened?" continued the mother asked.

Safa glanced at the box she had placed on the table in front of her. "Later on," he said again.

Mrs Halim shrugged, she passed to the kitchen to continue the food activity that had been delayed due to the arrival of Mas Courier.

Safa was pensive in the living room. His eyes were fixed on the package he knew from Edzar. I don't know what the guy sent. Safa is curious, but Edzar's unforgiving feelings make him reluctant.

Sighing, Safa got up to pick up the package and took it to the room. Then he lay down on the bed, staring at the white ceiling above him.

After therapy, she felt a little calm. Although his chest was still occasionally pulsating, responding to the memory of the problem he was experiencing. Although the mother told him to immediately talk to Edzar, but Safa was not ready.

The pain often comes even if you just hear the name. Safa sighed again. Rey says she has to cut down on bad thinking. It cannot dissolve in slump.

Ting. Safa fumbles on the surface of the mattress looking for her phone. After meeting him, he immediately opened the lock screen, which he later regretted when he knew the notification was a message from Edzar.

Mau Safa ignored, but was already blinded.

"Ai, Uda sent a package yesterday. Should have arrived today. Have you accepted it?" write Edzar in his chat.

Safa did not reply, until then one message returned.

"Two days ago Uda was given the same cloth IAD mothers. Make your uniform later if there is an official event. Later ask the good tailor Mother there, huh? Or do you have a subscription in Jakarta? Want to take Uda? Papa's never been here, is he? The model will send Uda. It should be the same because there are rules."

"Oh, yes. How's your therapy?" Edzar asked again.

Safa fed up. The man typed the message as if there was no problem between them.

Because Safa did not reply, Edzar switched to making phone calls, still via WhatsApp.

He was stunned, staring at the flashing screen displaying a profile photo of Edzar in the form of a snapshot of their hands holding.

Safa remembers, the photo was taken as they visited the new house and Edzar gave her a ring in the living room. This moment was captured by Edzar. Including their hands that are interlocked.

Her chest is back. His eyes were blurry by the shadows of tears forcing out. Safa raised her hand into the air. Observe the ring that is coiled on his ring finger.

Has she been too much to ignore her husband for more than a week? But, Edzar was more outrageous for lying to him.

Ting. Edzar sent a message. Safa was so late in daydreaming that she didn't realize the call was over.

"Thank you for the phone, huh?" pinta Edzar's.

Defense destroyed. Safa's tears rolled back, flowing down the temples to the ears. Safa was stunned, biting her arm to dampen the sound of her cries that might have been heard until out of the room.

Safa can't. He threw his phone to the side of the body, letting it continue to blink with the echoing tone of the call filling the silence.

As hard as he tried, Safa still did not feel ready to hear Edzar's voice, let alone see his face. Just by reading the message alone Safa must strengthen the mental steel. Because at that time his heart will re-heat with painful turmoil.

..........

Time keeps rolling. A month later, their relationship remained the same. There's still no progress. Safa who insisted on rejecting the arrival of Edzar who repeatedly visited him to Bandung.

Even so Edzar did not matter even though all he met was Mr or Mrs Halim. Even though in my heart I feel disappointed. He visits regularly every Saturday and Sunday. Send Safa a living once a week. As he had promised. Write a message that never gets a reply. Make calls that are repeatedly connected to voice messages.

Gasps?

Not at all. Here he is guilty. Naturally Safa was disappointed in him. He has behaved like an impostor who lies to a girl to marry without telling her her true status.

Edzar admit it. But everything he did to be with Safa. Edzar is ready for the risk.

"What I told you. The truth should not be kept protracted. It's like this at last, right? Instead of finding the right time, Safa knew everything from her own in-laws' mouths."

"Mamam tuh LDR. Was delicious?"

"You then or now. Telling him from the beginning also does not guarantee our relationship remains safe. At least if Safa found out after marriage, she would not be able to easily run even though many times throw rejection. I just need to quell his anger. Get him used to it and take me back."

"Either I should pity you or scold you." Heru muttered flatly.

Edzar sighed. "That's it. You better buy me some duren ice in the fork" he said, flipping the file back on the table.

He is currently visiting a cafe. Heru said there was something that needed to be reviewed directly by him.

"What?" Heru blinked with his mouth half-open.

Edzar. "Why? Not want? Then I undo the intention to help you get the residential land you have been looking for since three years ago."

"No no no!" Spontaneous Heru exclaimed. "Don't do it, dong! I'm just astonished. Don't you like the smell of duren?"

"Then? Is it wrong that I want it now?" fierce Edzar. "Here, go," he continued shaking hands.

"Remember. Which is in the T-junction," said Edzar again reminded.

"Well, isn't there across? Why take it far?" ask Heru wonder. He thought Edzar was joking when he told him to a fork that was almost 5 kilometers away.

"Where do I know. I want ice duren over there. One over. Can't melt a bit. Until here it must remain intact. Its density and viscosity cannot change. Understood?"

Heru grimacing. Did Edzar think 5 kilos wasn't far? Wherever possible Heru brought ice without melting in the slightest.