SAFAZAR (Pursuing the Love of Mr. Prosecutor)
SAFAZAR | CHAPTER 51
The girl who turned out to be Safa did not answer. His eyes looked at Edzar unblinking, overwhelmed by the sight before him. Is the mid-wayer coming down to earth? Why is the man in front of him so handsome? More beautiful than he used to see.
“Safa?” call Edzar.
“Eh, huh?” His eyelids in the fog blinked. To awaken from unparalleled charm. Indeed, the gloved Edzar and the cocoa clothes were stunning many times from the time the man was in uniform. His face is brighter. Or maybe because this is the first time Safa saw?
In essence, Edzar in uniform looks authoritative. Well, this version of Edzar looks more unpretentious. Make adem and melting.
“Where did you ride here?”
It was just that his voice had not changed, remaining flat and cold.
Safa pointed to the side balcony railing, right next to her house. The distance is close, but there is still a distance between the two.
Edzar never thought Safa would dare to pass him, the girl's clumsy and timid footprint. It seems like it is true, someone will be reckless when they fall in love.
Edzar looked down, Safa was still sitting on the floor. The girl grimaced holding her leg. Seeing him Edzar clucked, his legs approached crouching before Safa.
Must've sprained.
“Do you not think before jumping here?” ask Edzar sarcastically.
Safa scowled, letting Edzar grab her leg for a slow massage. His eyes began to water with pain. Not anymore, Safa even sobbed and almost screamed.
“Hiks, pain..” whine Safa.
Edzar looked at the girl lazily, “Your own fault is acting like a squirrel.”
The man entered his room for a while, then returned with the massage oil. Safa frowned as Edzar carefully slashed his legs.
“Aw! Om, just slow down! Hwaa...”.
Edzar could only bear to hear the whining for the sake of the whimper Safa let out of his mouth. I try to be patient even though my ears hurt. Until then he finished with Safa's feet, then the girl could be silent, although it still sounded a little sedu-sedan the rest of the crying.
“Already. Try gerakin.”
Safa turned her ankle slowly, she nodded. “It doesn't hurt. But still grimy, huhu..”.
“Later also healed. Quit crying. Your own fault why should go through the balcony if there is a door.” That is not the question, Edzar was scolding the ignorant Safa.
Safa manyun, “Om called not lift. Safa WatsApp also did not reply. Yes, Safa just went up here.”
Edzar silently thought, indeed his phone had vibrated several times. It can be concluded that the girl is the cause. His breath was softly breathed, “This is prayer time, it is natural that I do not lift. Besides you can push the bell ‘kan? What do you need to do with me?”
Safa rubbed the rest of her tears on her cheeks, her nose busy withholding the snot that was sniffing out. “Usually Om also never reply WhatsApp Safa,” he said pouting. “Safa doesn't push the bell because Safa thinks it's free. I don't want to pick up the phone. Safa thinks Edzar won't see Safa.”
Edzar clucked, he's not that cruel.
Safa looked around looking for something.
Be met.
“Unfortunately did not spill,” he said made Edzar frown.
The girl crawled over to a small box jar. Edzar only realized because it was under the chair. It seemed to be thrown when the girl fell.
Come to think of it, it's still lucky that Safa landed here. If it falls down its life could be lost. And Edzar will get his sap.
“Safa also want to give this to Om.” Safa opened a jar that turned out to contain lasagna. “But now it's a bit messy. No papa, yes..?”
Edzar sighed, he stared at the shattered lasagna for a moment.
“Ya already, here.” His hand took over the jar from Safa. His body was about to leave.
“Eh-eh... Where are you going?” sergeant Safa.
“Take spoon.”
“That's got the spoon.”
“You should eat too. I can't finish this myself.”
“Yes already, Om just sit no need to take another spoon.”
Edzar's forehead frowned, his feet still stepping regardless of Safa.
Seeing that Safa stood up in the mist. He immediately chased after Edzar who was about to leave the room. Safa trudged at the man who had already reached the door.
“Safa says no need to grab a spoon. We ate a spoonful of both.”
Body turned.
Clik.
Safa locked the door and pulled the key out of place. His lips covered the smile of victory.
“You-“ Edzar is speechless. This girl really.
His breath was violently trying to be patient. His feet went back to the balcony. “Eat outside. People can misunderstand us inside.”
Yup!
Safa licked her lips to follow Edzar. They sit on the porch chairs on the ledge. Edzar opened the jar of the box containing the lasagna, scooped it up and began to feed it to the mouth.
Safa observes all that from the side, Edzar is very handsome with his half-wet hair. Safa's hands are itching to scramble.
“Om have hair dryer?”
“Why?” ask Edzar without looking.
“Punya?”
“Nggak.”
“Hish... money a lot but a hair dryer just don't have,” dumel Safa.
Sassy Safa entered Edzar's room to make the man immediately stand up, “What do you want?”
“Udah, Om just sit a henchman, yes. Safa doesn't want to steal, kok.” His hand pressed Edzar's shoulder to sit down.
The girl breezed into the room making Edzar wonder. Edzar was too tired to forbid, so he went back to eating his lasagn trying to ignore. She doesn't like others entering her private space.
Pluks.
A few minutes later Edzar was struck with something overhead. He looked up to find Safa's grin with her sinless face. The girl just landed a small towel.
“Hair Om wet. If left later it will itch. Especially if brought to sleep, Om's head can be dizzy,” he said forcing Edzar's head facing forward again. His hands started rubbing the man's hair.