SAFAZAR (Pursuing the Love of Mr. Prosecutor)
SAFAZAR | CHAPTER 03

“Abang ..!”

“Abang .. huaaa ..!”

Brak!

“Apply, Deck? Shouting is the forest?” dava sewot.

She had just finished taking a bath when suddenly Safa shouted to her name. Even the shirt is not perfectly installed. Thankfully, I was wearing pants.

Safa doesn't care. He pointed at his laptop that was open on the bed while crying. “Hiks, Brother ..iThis is Safa laptop why .. Kok, the screen is a gini item? Keep his little writings ...”

“Abang ..” whine Safa.

Dava walks over, checking what happened to Safa's laptop until her sister is hysterical.

It's not just Dava. Safa's shout also managed to attract the attention of Mr and Mrs Halim. They entered the room in astonishment. Mrs Halim had just welcomed the husband's return from the office when she heard her daughter's booming screams.

“What the hell is it? This child can not be yelled a day?”

In contrast to Mrs Halim who was ruffled, Mr. Halim looked worried to see his daughter tear up.

“Safa why, Nak?” ask gently while approaching.

“Dad ... Safa's girlfriend died …. Hiks.”

Mr. Halim was aghast. How did he not know his son had a girlfriend? Where the hell has he been?

“Pacar? Who's your girlfriend?”

Safa pointed to her laptop that was being fiddled with Dava.

“Laptop Safa off .. All Safa's girlfriends are there, Dad ...”

Instantly, Safa got a lazy look from her mother and sister. They are tired of facing Safa's drama about her turn-lovers. Especially Dava.

He glanced at Madame Halim at the end of the bed. If the mother is crazy about Indian films, then Safa loves Korea very much. And he and his father could only sigh at the two.

Like now. Mr. Halim stroked his chest trying to be patient. Having children and wives whose behavior is sometimes miraculous requires considerable energy.

But he still loves both of them more than anything. Even himself.

“Laptop you got a virus, Dek. Must be serviced,” Dava said.

“Hwaa ...!”

Safa's cries grew louder. Though it was just a lot of doang. It made Mr and Mrs Halim glare at him.

Dava could only scratch his nape. Why is he being blamed? Kan Dava just said the truth.

“Safa ... already crying. I'll buy you another better one. Which is more expensive than this.”

Madam Halim looked at her husband fiercely. What the fuck is that? Always spoiling his daughter. As a result, Safa never thought of adulthood until she was 22 years old today.

“Dad fuck, anyway! Bebay really has to replace everything new. Dava says it can still be serviced, kok.”

Mr. Halim grimaced while scratching his nose. His wife always calculated money. He was able to buy 100 laptops.

“Daddy promise?”

All of a sudden, that plain-pitched question made everyone turn their heads. And Mr. Halim could not see his daughter's expression as clear as a cat's. How adorable.

But seeing his wife's increasingly sinister face, Mr. Halim was struck by confusion. On the other hand, he could not refuse his daughter. But on the other hand he was afraid of being locked outside the room.

As adorable as his Safa was, his wife was much more seductive. With a sad face, Mr. Halim looked at Safa who was still bleating. He really can't.

“Service aja, yes, Darling?”

***

Safa was still sulking until dinner arrived. And that made Madame Halim sigh.

It's not that he has the heart, it's just that he wants Safa to be more mature. And it will not happen if they continue to obey their wishes.

It is better if Safa wants to save up to buy her own laptop. They never miss giving pocket money.

“Manyun hold you, Deck. Duck so look much prettier.”

Safa did not respond to Dava's insinuations. He just quietly stirred his plate that contained vegetables.

Mr. Halim who saw also said “Safa. Eaten, Son. Mother same Aunt already tired of cooking, you know.”

“But Safa doesn't like vegetables!”

“Sayur is good for health. Your idol in Korea also eats vegetables. This is one of their beauty secrets.”

“Yes already, tell Mother who ate all. Let stay young and not wrinkled. Mother ‘kan likes to be angry.”

Madam Halim glared. Why is this kid so stupid?

Dava tried to hold back the laughter. He didn't want the rice in his mouth to just spout. Maybe he was the one who was shouted at by Madame Halim.

“Not to fuss you. Embarrassed. Huge as well,” said the madam was upset.

Safa delights “Suka-suka Safa,”.

Madam Halim glared in disbelief. Whose kid, the hell, is this? He wanted to make a bundle and throw it into the river.

“Already, already ... You guys why never get along?” said Mr. Halim shakes his head.

“Eat him, you don't keep him, dong. Spoke ‘kan jadi.”

“And you're Safa, don't scream. Shame on new neighbors, tau!”

Dava frowning “New neighbors?”

Mr. Halim also looked at his wife curiously.

“Iya, new neighbor next door. Just moved in this afternoon. And she's prettier than your girlfriends who don't exist.”

Safa grunts. Bodo. Gonna be handsome, cake. Tile, cake. Safa doesn't care. Who else is screaming? Hasn't it been Mrs Halim who keeps getting sick?

***

Next day.

“Safa ..!”

“Apparent, Mother. Said don't scream.”

Safa went down the stairs with a frowning face. Madam Halim pulled her hand towards the kitchen.

“Sini. Help Mother enter this to rantang.”

Safa cringes “Along Dad missed?”

“Neg. This makes our new neighbor.” Mrs Halim looks focused on arranging the food.

Safa looked at her mother suspiciously. “Don't say Mommy wants to cheat on Dad?”

Plaque!

Safa grimaced stroking her shoulder. Her lips were throbbing to find the most sinister plot on earth. Who else if not the honorable Lady Halim.

“You're off. This is to establish a cord of friendship,” sergeant Mrs Halim.

“Udah. Anyway you help keep this anterin to the house next door,” his word is inevitable.

“Kok Safa is the one that nganterin?” sue Safa not accept.

Madam Halim looked at her daughter flatly. When, after all, did his son not make emotions?

“You didn't see Mother hasn't had a bath? You also have no work at home. What's wrong, anyway, just help the parents for a moment. So the child has no sweetness at all.”

“Unfortunately Le Minerale there are sweetness ..” sumpul Safa slowly.

“This kid keeps arguing, yeah. Whose son, the hell, you?”

“Safa ... Father's child Mother ...” Safa's pout last time, Safa picked up a glass on a shelf that was next to the gallon.

Madam Halim followed with a concerned look. This puffer boy really asked to be washed away. His behavior always makes elus chest.

“Ahh .. freshness. More fresh if there is Oppa Hyun Bin who nemenin ..” he said ngawur.

Mas, this is your seed why is this how it is, anyway?

Mrs Halim felt like crying. He was afraid that his daughter would hallucinate for a long time.

“Safa, have you drunk it, ‘right? This spout goes all!”

Mrs Halim put in her various side dishes. Safa. He had not eaten, but his mother was willing to give people. Mrs Halim should have given her daughter first. This is even a new neighbor whose form has not been known Safa.

“Need Mother ingetin, you do not sing. Your voice is crybaby. Not like Dinda Haw.”

“Kok, Dinda Haw, anyway? Isn't that singer Lesti?”

“Kan that you just slipped it viral from Dinda same Rey. How the hell are you?”

Uh, buset. What's this mom-and-mommy update?

“Heh! Even diem. Helpin!”

Safa returned to screeching. Want to not want his hand outstretched to help the mother enter the food.

Let the worms in his stomach wait a while. Mrs Halim did not know, the voice that she said was a crybaby once entered the choir during a ceremony at school first.