
The air that was cool and fresh suddenly so hareudang pas know again he kekolongan. Looks like the jackfruit caterpillar is starting to blatantly show interest. Danger, this could be a threat.
Safa's galloping steps divert attention to two objects that trigger weather changes in her heart. Safa glanced at Alisia, the woman mende*sah lazy and threw away face. Safa did not care, she turned to look at Edzar, then at the bushel in the man's grasp. Instantly his lips were smothered.
But Safa immediately changed her expression, it could be a joy for the son of Mr. Rete if Safa had a sour face. Safa was jealous, but she was. Even so, Safa will not show that she is hot.
Alisia glanced at him with an imperceptible mocking look, especially when looking at the bushy in Safa's hands, the woman immediately boasted a triumphant smile. Upset, anyway. But let it be, in order to take down the opponent we need to fly it first. Let afdol hurt.
“Eh. Want what? Gentlemen, huh? Very dear, Mas Edzar has already received my cooking. Sorry, yes,” said Alisia with a contrite sorry face. “But... if you want you can give it to Aunt here.” It means Bik Yah.
Safa rolled her eyes lazily. Acting this chick. If you join the casting guarantee will not escape.
“Who said this for Om Edzar? Safa people want a picnic with friends, kok.”
Edzar who heard involuntarily frowned. He glanced at the rantang in Safa's hands. The girl is neat. Wanna go where?
“Masa? So, what are you doing here?”
“Why? Mbak Alis kepo, huh?”
“Neg. Whynot? I don't have time to just be curious about people's lives.”
“Masa? Then, what was nanya?” safa's question slightly mimicked Alisia's sentence.
Alisia slightly fluttered, her hands raised slipping her hair behind her ears. Then back to sit gracefully. Safa snorted, according to him Alisia was pretentious.
“That's ‘kan just a pleasantry. I'm just trying to be friendly on the neighbor.”
Safa looked at Alisia with her mainstay plain face, “Susah?”
Alisia frowning, “What?”
“Usahanya.”
“You mean?”
“Tadi Mbak Alis said try to be friendly. People who are already friendly do not need more effort to look friendly ‘kan?”
Alisia gaped at Safa, “So you mean I'm not friendly, so?”
Safa shook her head lightly, “No, Safa didn't say that. Mama Alis himself concluded. Yes ‘kan, Om?”
Edzar who had just been silent a little snapped. His eyes looked at the two women in turn. The confusion was clearly on his face. He is most passive when it comes to dealing with women's issues.
“Why ask me?”
Safa looked at Edzar with annoyance. In his heart he clucked at his fucking handsome flat face. Basic plywood, what dream can Safa like the man?
Alisia smiled mockingly, she felt victorious looking at Safa's clenching look. “Udah, deh Safa. Stop bothering people. You make your own food must be cooked by a maid. All use nyiapin stock for Mas Edzar.”
“What is a maid? Safa has no helpers. Safa has an assistant,” grunts ketus.
“The maid designation is too rude if spoken by a person who says it is friendly.” Safa deliberately suppressed the friendly word to scorn Alisia.
Seems pretty influential. Alisia's face flushed slightly.
“You-“
“Bik Yah!”
Safa paid no heed to Alisia who might have tried to abuse her. Safa is tired of not having another debate. Can dry the liptint if serving the dentist.
“Why, Neng?” sahut Bik Yah who just came out.
“Aibi again settled?”
“Iya, Neng. Why indeed?”
“That, all Safa ask for help find a bracelet in Om Edzar's room, yes. I think I missed it there last night. You see Safa looking around at home no.”
“Oh yes, last night Neng Safa ‘kan out with Den Edzar, yes. Okay deh, Neng just relax Aunt cariin later.”
The chamber? Play?
Again Alisia was made to fail to understand by the phrase Safa. What do you mean, anyway? Safa played with Edzar? What to play until it has to be in the room? The important point is, how close are they?
While Edzar sighed at the conversation between Safa and Bik Yah that could have caused a bad statement in the ears of others.
It can't be anymore, but it's. Alisia is one of those people who misunderstood me now.
“You...” The woman seemed at a loss for words. Plus Safa's next utterance made her die a flea.
“Om, let's say we're leaving? Safa is waiting for Kamila, you know. Just so chatty tell me to spit. Now even molor because things do not matter.”
Safa turned to Alisia who was silent, “Tadi Mbak Alis asked Safa to say what to do here ‘kan?”
“Yes, Safa wants to find a bracelet, all of you want to go with Om Edzar because we have agreed. Yes ‘kan, Om?” Safa embraces Edzar's arm spoiled.
Before Edzar uttered any words that could destroy his reputation, Safa quickly dragged the man to enter the car. Leaving Alisia who was now growling restrained because she felt humiliated.
Safa waved with a big smile before entering the passenger seat next to Edzar. Making Alisia even more arrogant to stomp her feet in annoyance. Safa giggled amusedly, he told Edzar to run his car immediately if he did not want to bad luck.
On the way, Safa never stopped laughing loudly as if in loyalty. Edzar who had been overwhelmed by confusion looked at the girl beside him in surprise. They don't have promises like Safa said. Where should he take the girl?
“This.... I have to take you where?” ask Edzar at last.
Safa stopped the laughter and regained consciousness. “Oh yes. Om down Safa in a fork, yes. Safa made an appointment there.”
Safa was not cruel that Edzar sent her to Kamila's house which was clearly a distance from Kejari. It could be that Mr. Prosecutor was fired by his superior for being late.