SAFAZAR (Pursuing the Love of Mr. Prosecutor)

SAFAZAR (Pursuing the Love of Mr. Prosecutor)
SAFAZAR | CHAPTER 29


“Kalo in droves kayak Om Tirta heck Safa will not nolak,” continued Safa which makes Miranti glare. She immediately pushed Safa out of her arms.


“What are you doing?” asked Miranti with a fierce look.


Safa grinned, she raised her index and middle fingers to form the letter V. “Joking, Aunt. Kan Safa says ‘kalau’. Until whenever Om Tirta just belongs to Aunt.”


Miranti sneered around turning the eyeball.


“So, you like adult men?”


Safa grunts, “It's. Infancy,” answered ketus.


Miranti mendelik, “Tante nanya really, you know.”


“Ya Safa also replied really.”


“What kind of person?”


“Ganteng.”


“Height?”


“Hu’um.”


“Motuscled?”


“Oh, clear ..”


“Measure?”


Safa tapped her chin thinking, her eyes twisting upwards.


“It looks like the 30s. Or more. I don't know.”


“Do Aunts know the person?”


Safa nodded. Miranti grew curious, even though she was just guessing.


“Who?”


Doubtfully Safa turned to look at her tant. His expression looked solemn making Miranti a god-level kepo.


“Park Hyung Sik.”


Crick ...


Crick ...


“Hah?”


“Name Park Hyung Sik. She played Han Hyo Joo yesterday in Happiness. Seru. Safa has not been able to move on from the drama.”


Suddenly Miranti's face turned flat.


Safa smiles herself when she remembers her favorite actors and actresses in the Korean drama she just watched a few days ago. Although her kissing scene was only in the last episode, but their relationship which Safa thought was funny was enough to make a baper.


Sae Bom is cute and Yi Hyun is gentle. What a perfect blend.


“Safa ..?”


Safa turned her head with a look of innocence in Miranti's eyes. “Hum?”


Believe me, in the real world, these types are not cute, there they are annoying. Safa.


“Tonight you slept alone,” Miranti said quickly as she hurriedly left Safa.


Safa was left alone in the fog. Quickly he caught up with his aunt who was about to exit the room.


“Yahh ... Is that aunt? He said he wanted to go to bobo? Safa does not want to be alone .. fear ..”


“Tante want to call Tirta.”


“Ya-“


“Kasian, you're single, later baper.”


“Tante, uh, that's just a rampage. Do not stay in Safa alone ..”


Safa chased Miranti all the way to the woman's room, but she could not enter when the door was closed by her aunt.


“Tante ..!”


“Hwa ... Auntie open the door ..!”


“Tante, Safa fear ..”


“Tante ..!”


“Oma ..!”


Hixes.


And that night, Safa was really crying. The clear liquid that since noon he was resistant finally came out. Whether because of her pent-up emotions or her frustration at Miranti, that night her mood completely melow.


***


"Den Edzar?"


"Den Edzar!"


The man flinched. He turned his head and found Bik Yah— his home assistant standing looking at him in wonder.


"Why, Bik?"


"Auntie should have asked that. Den Edzar why are the malems here?"


Edzar blinked, then stared at the backyard of his house filled with dim light. He stared at the clock on his mobile phone showing it almost eleven o'clock at night. That means it's been an hour and a half since he's been sitting here.


"I'm just looking for the wind, Bik. In the heat."


Knitting Bik Well Crimped. "Masa, anyway? Is there AC?" tanyanya.


"I want to find some natural air, Bik," Edzar said.


"Oohh ... That, anyway? Yeah, well, Auntie comes in first, huh? Or Den Edzar wants Auntie Temenin?"


Edzar. "No, Bik. Auntie just come in. It's night, time to rest, Auntie must be tired."


"Yes, then don't forget to lock the door, Den. Auntie's going to sleep for that."


"Hm," nodded Edzar while smiling faintly.


He looked back forward. There was so much he thought. And mostly it's a work matter.


His eyes glanced at the ashtray lying on the coffee table beside him. There are two cigarette butts that have been smoked.


Edzar sighed. His wriggling neck stretched the sore muscles. A moment later, his gaze was directed upwards. Something flicked there. Not a star, but a plane that just happened to pass by.


Cellphone's clinking. He also grabbed the flat object from his pants pocket. An incoming message in the green app. Edzar swiped the lock screen just to read that message from the notification pop up. He refuses to open directly that will make the sender know the message has been read.


"Edzar, I met an old friend at the market. Mom plays with her house sometime, huh? Listen to her beautiful son."


He returned to breathe. Again, his mother introduced him to a woman. Edzar may have followed a blind date dozens of times. All of this was at the direction of the mother. And of the many he met, none of them could move his heart.


He thinks it's a waste of time. Edzar put his phone back in his pocket. Clean the table, take a cup of used coffee, then the cigarette box with the batter.


He walked into the kitchen. Wash the cup clean, wipe it dry, then keep it where it was taken.


Edzar walked towards the door and locked it. Turn off the lights before returning to the room. Now Edzar's house is completely dark. There was only a little lighting when he turned on the phone.


Same with the house next door. Edzar stared briefly at the house before closing the curtains of his room. I don't know what he's thinking. For sure his brain can not prevent the shadow of a smile from someone who lately often he saw every day.


But not as usual, this afternoon the smile was not seen by the view.


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“Remember, don't stop by again. Even though you stopped by Oma's house, no one knows what will happen on the way. Especially yesterday you ride ojol, Aunt worried because lately often hear the news not wearing. You are a girl.”


'Who said Safa guy?' inward Safa.


“You better ask between Dava or Pak Iwan if you want to go anywhere.”


Safa scowled, Aunt Miranti did not know that Dava was sweet, difficult to ask for help. Besides his brother ‘kan busy in the office, where there is time to take a walk. Mr. Iwan also does not always have free time, sometimes the man takes his mother when there is business.


Safa had no choice but to take a taxi, yesterday she got on the bumpkin because she was upset. I don't know what he was thinking at the time. Which Safa knew she didn't want to see Edzar. Although the edges also remain longing, basic.