SAFAZAR (Pursuing the Love of Mr. Prosecutor)
SAFAZAR | CHAPTER 33

Safa cringing while chewing, “I?” ask after swallowing food.

Kamila nodded, “Iya, she insisted that I persuade you. Wanna, huh? The money is good, you know.”

“Yes even though I know you don't need it right now. But who knows this will be useful for you in the future ‘kan? Having a lot of followers is beneficial. From mulu rebound at home.”

“If you can not succeed through education, at least there is another way. Benefitin it your face that is as beautiful as an idol, your followers are fat, I am sure you will be rich in your own way.”

Kamila asik nyerocos while occasionally eating. As for Safa, for the first time she was pondering the sentences of others. If Safa had never thought about making her own money, somehow this time her brain thought differently.

There is something strange, Safa felt she was not sane. Since when can he think a little more positively. Is this a sign that he is an adult?

Haish, that's ridiculous. Safa devoured all the food on the table to distract her mind. Making Kamila look up with a puzzled expression. He did not know his hospitality managed to break something in Safa. Flicking her shoulders, Kamila continued to eat without caring about Safa's oddity.

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Safa turned her head slowly at Kamila, her gaze as if demanding an explanation. But his best friend grimaced scratching his nose before then turning his eyes to refuse to blame.

Safa had gathered with Kamila's other friends, according to their meeting point in front of the mall. But what made Safa upset was, why didn't Kamila tell her that person would also come along?

Guess who's in front of him right now. Now Safa understood why on the trip Kamila suddenly asked about the former. Yes, here's why.

After Leo, should Safa also reunite with this one person?

“Hai, Safa. How are you?”

Safa just smiled stiffly in response to the carefree greeting. It was very different from his expression. Safa was sure in her heart that the man was laughing at her.

“Saf, I don't know anything. He didn't follow me. Oath,” whispered Kamila in Safa's ear.

Safa snickered and sneered, “You don't know.”

“You don't believe it? I knew it was your home. Nadine said.”

A second later Kamila smacked her lips softly, realizing she had made a mistake. Mampus, why do I have to be flabbergasted, anyway?

“That means you already know before we leave. That's why you have strange things when in the car ‘kan?”

Checkmate, Kamila can no longer defend herself.

“Yes, why, anyway? You guys ‘kan no relationship.”

“More precisely there has never been any relationship,” timpal Safa asserted.

“Yes it knows. Why should you panic?”

“Who panics?”

“You.”

Safa glares unacceptable, “I don't panic.”

“Masa? If not, then why are you not comfortable? Relax just a few times.”

Safa wanted to shake Kamila's head. Who, the hell, can relax when meeting someone who has a history of infuriating in the past?

“What are you doing that whisper? Safa, do you know Akmal?”

Notwithstanding.

Safa turned to Nadine and nodded. Pretending not to know, but impossible.

“Know, we ‘kan ever together,” said Akmal ambiguous. Everyone turned to him, including Safa who tried to refrain from breaking the man's neck. What do you mean, anyway, by the way?

Aside from her different hairstyles, Safa is still exactly the same as the last time Akmal saw her in High School, even prettier. His face was youthful, and certainly more glowing because Amkal believes the girl must be more extra care.

“Oh... kirain together in one story...”.

The boogey came from Angga, who constantly invited the laughter of his friends, including Kamila who tried to stumble a smile because he himself knew how Akmal and Safa used to be.

“A love story at school.. with him.. no time is most beautiful...”.

“Hahahaha..

Agnes rubbed her ears looking at Ozan with a lazy look. “Not singing, can you? Make ear pain, tau.”

“Ye... said just jealous. You like Akmal ‘kan? Mall, someone likes it, nih.”

“Apaan, hell, Otan!”

“Udah already, uh, you guys. Enter, yuk. Seven o'clock, nih.” Ola saw the watch.

They rushed into the mall. Inevitably Safa stepped in despite heavy heart. Responsibility, it was Kamila who had bought him a ticket. The eight of them entered the elevator to the top floor, where the cinema is located.

Spider-Man: No Way Home is the movie they're going to see right now. Because tickets have been purchased online, they no longer need to queue crowded at the counter. Just print on the M-Tix computer and buy a snack and wait for the airtime, as simple as that.

“Mil, I'll go to the toilet first, okay? Pissing pen..”.

“You were ushered?”

Safa shook her head, “No need, I'm alone.”

“Yes, I bought pop corn with the others. Don't be long, yeah. It's starting again.”

“Sip.” Safa gave her thumbs up and left.

Akmal, who had been watching, approached Kamila. “Where is he going?”

“Kepo,” sahut Kamila caused a crush on the man. Feeling that Akmal did not get an answer, he stayed away.

Kamila who saw that shook her head, the base failed to move on, her inner self.

Kamila and friends were already sitting in the theater room, the lights were darkened and the movie was ready to play. After the ad, of course.

The seats they ordered were equally in the middle, the most comfortable spot when watching in the cinema. Kamila turned to Safa who was sitting next to her, for some reason since returning from the toilet Kamila felt Safa was a little different. The girl tends to be quieter, like something is bothering her.

Seen from his expression that seemed unfocused. Why would Kamila say that? Because if Safa's focus has been lined up to see a horror movie ad ahead there. The one on TV alone has made kejer, especially that as big as gaban like a cinema screen.

But what is seen now is just the opposite, Safa's face is flat. And that makes Kamila one hundred percent sure something happened when Safa went to the toilet. Butwhat?

“Saf.” Kamila touching Safa's hand made the girl turn her head.