SAFAZAR (Pursuing the Love of Mr. Prosecutor)
SAFAZAR | CHAPTER 192. EDZAR SIDE [FLASHBACKS] 2

At 17:05. I still faithfully stand under the ceiling of people's houses. Had been offered entry by the security guard who watched and coffee with him in the post. But I refuse for various reasons. I'm just afraid of having to cross the fence of strangers. I'm happier here anyway. I don't know why I can't just watch it from far away.

The rain has been going down for a while. Leave small drizzles that are still quite tight. It seems safe for me to go home.

I turned for a moment towards the already deserted stop. There was only that girl waiting alone. My forehead wrinkled. Didn't anyone pick him up?

Too bad.

I kept watching him from far away. Before long a car in the form of a luxury sedan came to him. A man in a suit came down and ran towards him.

If I don't see the wrong girl scowling and crying. His feet were stomping as if sulking. He must be really upset. The man I thought was his father hugged the tiny, soaked body. I saw him sniffle. The man led her into the car, and they left the wind that was blowing towards me.

I should have left too. But I don't know what brought my foot to the stop where he was standing. My body took a moment. Then, there was the sound of meowing coming from under the bench.

I crouched down, looked inside and found the kitten meowing back at me. Then I grabbed her tiny, moist and dirty body. Holding him in my sling.

I gently rubbed his head. Until his eyes opened and closed in response to my touch. I decided to bring her home to be treated.

Just as it was about to turn around, suddenly my eyes caught something sparkling. Just on the side of the road where the girl was rained. I walked over, found a necklace dangling and almost fell to the side of the road.

So I took the thing and watched it in silence. Instantly a beautiful face filled the head. Her sweet and gentle smile again made the heart tremble. But it was just a shadow.

Safanas.

So his name is Savan?

What a pretty name. Exactly person.

Unknowingly the corner of my lips lifted. I put the necklace in my bag. Then looked down, looking at the little cat that reminded me of the girl.

"Safana. I gave you the name Safana" I muttered as I rubbed his head. Stopped a passing taxi.

I also came home with all the new feelings that surround my heart.

...

The next day I went back to the stop. It's nothing, I just intend to return the necklace I saved yesterday. Although in my heart there is a little hope to be able to see again the face that filled my dreams overnight.

But hope remains hope. Until the afternoon the girl was not seen. Is it home yet? Not likely. I'm running out of dzuhur straight here. Or was he picked up at the school gate?

Yep. It's probable.

I finally decided to go home when the magrib reverberated.

I don't know what makes me so crazy to want to see him. He's just a kid I've seen just once, but he sticks around so often I dream of him.

For almost two weeks I routinely visit stops if there is no busyness in campus. My hope is still the same. Met him.

But fate is back on its side. The girl is still invisible. I was waiting near the school gate. But I still can't find the trunk of his nose.

Heru who kissed my insanity was not curious. He used to secretly follow me when I got here. It was Monday, the third week.

It's not just Heru. Mother also sniffed my strangeness that often came home more nights than usual. It's just that he didn't dare to ask because my face was tangled every time I got home.

"Edzar, talk to Mom, son. What's the matter? He said you were weird."

"How weird, anyway, Mom? Edzar is not papa, really. Figured to think of the thesis," I said as I entered the room.

Mother was silent no longer speaking. I closed the door. My eyes were immediately fixed on the rattan chair by the window. That's where the little cat I named Safana curled up with her eyes closed.

His body was clean, much more well maintained than when he first picked it up. I approached, rubbing my head to the base of his nose. Spontaneously he meowed realizing my presence.

"Sleep. You must be full after eating, huh?"

I know Mom took good care of him. Always feed him when I'm not home. I should have thanked him. Not just a snitch every time you get asked.

...

"Crazy for you, huh? I didn't think you liked Junior High, did I?"

"What's wrong? Is there a rule about age to like someone?"

"That's not it either! You're all back and forth here like a madman! You do not realize, anyway, it's like a fool?"

"I know you've never been in love. But once in love the fall even be*go!"

I argued with Heru again. He's been a bitch for a long time. He kept following me to the stop. I was so upset that I left him. Drive my motor at high speed.

Too late in anger makes me care less about safety. Until finally when around the corner a minibus car appeared from the right. Collisions are inevitable. My bike and I were a few feet away.

The last thing I heard was the sound of people approaching. And in the rest of my consciousness, the beautiful smile of a Safana still haunts me.

Because of the accident, Mom and Dad hated someone who made me fall in love. Up to a year after graduating from college they betrothed me to Sinta.

I stubbornly refused. But, I could do nothing when my beloved cat who has grown up now threatened to be discarded. Of course I'm not willing. It's the only memory my beloved girl has left besides the necklace I now always wear.

I gave up, no more going to the bus stop like crazy. Heru was right, I turned stupid after knowing her. Maybe Safana is not my destiny. Even so I could not escape praying, asking God to bring me to meet him once. I just want to return the necklace she left behind.

If indeed our story was never written in the book of destiny, then let me release him completely. Because I can't possibly throw this necklace away, other than give it directly to the owner.

That's the whole story I've kept for years in an obsolete box. Until he managed to reopen something I wanted to forget.

Safanas. L saw. After all these years, he was lost to the earth.

The timeless girl was always present in some of my dreams, as if God would not allow me to forget her. He's right in front of me. With the same smile and charm. And coming back made me crazy.

That's when I realized, God did not not hear my request, God had only prepared the right time to grant it.

And now, that girl has legitimately become my wife. Mine's forever.

Safana Halim's. She is the mother of my children.