SAFAZAR (Pursuing the Love of Mr. Prosecutor)
SAFAZAR | CHAPTER 49

“Iihh... Bummer. The effect is like Safa it used to be very ugly.” Safa scowled making Baskoro laugh. His hand raised slowly scrambled the girl's hair which was immediately pushed aside by the owner.

“Neither...not ugly, really. Just that you used to be a little fat, his cheeks chubby-chubby gemesin that.”

Kamila gave a lip, finally there were also people who brought up the Ninth Safa first.

“Excuse me, can you step aside? Don't talk here, dong. Ngalangin street person.”

Someone interrupted their conversation. Baskoro immediately apologized to people who were disturbed when they wanted to pass the stairs. Before leaving the man ducked down to pick up something lying on the floor. Safa mangamati that and glared in shock.

“Mobile Om is broken? Must be because of the fall earlier, huh?” Safa's expression turned unpleasant. Guilt was pouring into his heart. Looking at the badly cracked screen of the hape made him think, how hard the impact was.

“Nothing, hape doang thing. Later can buy again,” said Baskoro calming.

“Om ask for compensation with Dad, yes? Safa doesn't have that much money..”.

Safa knew from her logo alone that flat objects were of fantastic value. He couldn't afford to buy, rather love the same savings, haha.

The man clucked, “What, the hell. Om don't ask for compensation. Just relax. Don't worry about it. You used to often rusakin hape Om, Om not angry ‘kan?”

“But...”.

“Udah, sana. He said he wanted to eat. Um first, yeah, there's still business. Come to your house sometime. Om also misses your Father and Mother. They're healthy ‘kan?”

Safa nodded, “Alhamdulillah, fine. That's why don't miss any more. Where arrogant really never connect,” frowns Safa.

Baskoro commented on the smile, once again his hand rubbed Safa's head fondly. They are like father and son. Safa has been very close to the man since childhood. Wherever Baskoro goes Safa likes to stick to him.

Suddenly, the man disappeared without knowing his whereabouts. Every time Safa asked her father, Mr. Halim would say the same thing, that he did not know where his best friend was going.

The sense of loss that Safa felt for months. Although after that he was ordinary again, but in the heart of Safa always felt long for the man he considered his second father.

“Om Baskoro handsome, yes. How old is he, anyway?” kamila asked suddenly after Baskoro's departure.

Safa looked at Kamila strangely. “Seriously, Mil? Om Baskoro is almost the age of my father, you know.”

“Masa, anyway? Try to remember again. When you were Junior High how old was he?”

Safa tried to remember. “Kayaknya.. 38, deh,” he said not sure. “Eh, yes actually 38. I remember we had her birthday, the candle was 38.” Safa said casually without knowing the flabbergasted look of Kamila.

“The real ahjussi flavor oppa..”.

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“Not to mention he also has to support his two younger siblings who are still in school. It turns out that there are people who suffer more than me, yes, sir.”

Doni spoke up shortly after they walked out of the courtroom. Edzar stepped up while reaching for the car keys in his pants pocket. Prosecutor's yoga is still attached to his tall body, until occasionally fluttering when exposed to the wind.

His appearance like this is often electrifying women, especially the female prosecutors who are said to often meet him. Plus the quiet visuals make him seem mysterious, growing curiosity in the hearts and minds of people. Too bad Edzar doesn't care about the surroundings.

“What are you really suffering from? You can still eat and have a steady job.” Edzar presses the remote control of his car until it sounds ‘bip’.

“I suffer, Sir. I do not have a boyfriend, the car installment has not paid off. My life is empty, Mr.”

“Soak dad. Ortu is rich, father himself is rich. Liked by many women. Life is as wise as it is still. If I were a father, I would have had four wives.”

Edzar enters the car followed by Doni who sits in the passenger seat. His hand pressed the lever until the car came out of the parking lot and split the road.

“Life is to be grateful for. You must be happy because your recovery is still greater than some people. Stop complaining, it will not solve the problem especially your KPR installment.”

Doni jumped in his chair. His eyes looked at Edzar in surprise. “Bapak knows where I have KPR?”

Edzar opened his eyes at a glance, then refocused his gaze on the road. Now Doni really thinks that Edzar is as great as God. Why is he always impressed to know everything?

“Saran only, mending you rent it home. Many film producers are looking for properties to shoot. You offer them. Benefit is good, can make pay installments and the rest you tube.”

Doni was flabbergasted, once again he was amazed by the figure beside him. It turns out that in addition to being smart in the field of law, Edzar also mastered the economic aspect. Deserving a lot of money, his brain developed in various directions. It is fortunate to be his wife.

The black Fortuner landed in the parking lot, after the trial they returned to Kejari because the working hours were not yet over. Edzar entered his study followed by Doni. The man took off Toga and hung him on the stand hanger.

Next Edzar stepped near his desk. Doni thought the man was going to start working again, but he was wrong. Edzar even opened... rantang? And put it on the table.

Just sec. This is one that often interferes in Doni's mind. His brain was always wondering about this, but he had not had time to question Edzar. Either the time is not right or he forgets. Now is a fitting opportunity for Doni to pry for information.

“Pak,” call Doni who only responded to muttering by Edzar.

“Bapak actually single ‘kan?”

Edzar turned his head with a flat face, “Why? You're interested in me?”

Sontak Doni shook his head moving his hands. “No, Sir. I'm still normal tau.”

The man simply glared and refocused on the food. His hand began to grind the rice with a spoon, putting it in his mouth along with the side dish. Doni looked at it carefully. He was well aware Edzar so rarely to the canteen since bringing provisions in the bushel.

The question is, where did the food come from? There's no way Edzar asked to make his home assistant ‘kan? Especially her mother, it was more absurd. His mother Edzar lived in Depok. Edzar is here because he moved from the previous place.