SAFAZAR (Pursuing the Love of Mr. Prosecutor)

SAFAZAR (Pursuing the Love of Mr. Prosecutor)
SAFAZAR | CHAPTER 55


Edzar stopped the car where Safa asked. The man turned to look at Safa who was opening her seatbelt. Edzar cleared his throat, “Whose agreement?”


“Hem?” Safa looked over with a frown.


“That, you said make a deal here. Same who?”


Safa looked at Edzar with a seductive smile, “Tumben Om kepo? Wh why? Curious, yes?”


Edzar sighed avertedly, “Can you lower your confidence a little?” edzar said slowly.


“Lah, continue why Om ask if not for curiosity?”


Edzar clucked, “Already. Quick down. I almost got bad luck.”


Safa manyun because not satisfied, “Oke-oke.. patient dong, ah,” grunts while holding the bag before going out. But his movements stopped as Edzar held his arm.


Safa turned her head and asked, “Why, Om?”


“It...” Edzar pointed the bushel in Safa's hands, “You want to bring it?”


Safa looked down at her challenger, then looked at Edzar. “Iya. Safa said this was for Safa, not Om.”


Safa's plain statement made Edzar scratch his nape. “Can you exchange? I.. asparagus allergy.”


Safa glanced at the bushel from Alisia for a moment. Then back to Edzar who had not since when had been staring at him waiting for an answer.


“Ya already, okay.”


Edzar nodded in thanks.


“Om.”


“Hm?” Edzar turned back.


“Hand is off.”


Edzar's eyes went down following Safa's eyes. Instantly he regained his senses and immediately removed his hand from the girl's arm. “Sorry,” he said while taking his eyes off. Her guts looked nervous, and it was very cute in Safa's eyes.


Safa put on a smile extending out her hand, making Edzar confused. “What?” ask her with a frown.


Even so, Edzar still welcomed Safa's hand and made sculpting afterwards. The gentle sweep on the back of her hand caused a foreign vibration that slowly crept into her heart.


The man froze in place. Safa looked up to keep her face away and smiled. “Om be careful on the road, yes. Thanks for taking Safa here.”


“Oh, yes.” Safa turned around again, “Tadi Om asked Safa who's the same deal, yes?”


“Hehe, tuh, Safa agreed with Brother Grab,” he said accompanied by a grin. His index finger pointed at an Avanza car parked right in front of them.


“You must be smart to play pull. Get him used to your presence, or whatever you do to him. Then, you reduce the intensity until he feels foreign and a little distracted. Trust me, that way he'll open his mouth and start talking to you.”


“But since this is Om Edzar, the case is different again. This type of person would not bluntly reveal his heart. He is also a person who looks very bodo with around. You have to be smart about taking his attention.”


Safa recalled her conversation with Liliana last night after returning from Edzar's house. He had just practiced what his cousin said. Pull-out.


Seems a little successful. Edzar looked a little noticed earlier when Safa said that it was not for him. Although not overtly, the man indirectly asked Safa food under the pretext he was allergic. Although Safa herself did not know it was just an excuse or indeed Edzar really had a problem with asparagus.


But Safa was happy because the man was starting to look nervous and misbehaved when he was with her. Safa is getting excited opening a gap of hope for their relationship. Hopefully this is a sign that Edzar is getting used to his presence.


Safa giggled amusedly given their closeness which she said was getting more intense. Slowly but surely, Safa was sure she could knock on the door of Edzar's frozen heart. Who can resist the charm of this beautiful, bahenol, and kece Safana Halim? Seo Kang Joon aja guaranteed clepek-klepek if met, unfortunately they are not even destined to meet.


By the way Seo Kang Joon, Safa is very upset with Park Hyung Sik who is now playing with Han So Hee. Safa is very happy with Han Hyo Joo. But, yes already, it's ‘kan their careers, it's up to them want the same partner who. Safa has no right to forbid, let alone sulk.


Forget the absurd thoughts that do not connect, Safa again want to eat something sweet-sweet delicious. Chocolate fried bananas seem to be suitable for this afternoon. Safa's choice fell on a cafe that is famous for its banana processing. Several times Safa has tried and been addicted. Now Safa was tempted to taste it again. Moreover, he had seen on his instagram page they released a new menu that was officially launched today.


“Mas Mas, please stop in front there yes,” pinta Safa on the Grab driver he was riding.


Dutifully Si Mas whose face was quite handsome it stopped the car in the place where Safa pointed. Morinaza Cafe's. Two words written on the ceiling of the building nuanced classical conventional style.


Safa walked in after paying the taxi fare, an officer greeted her kindly.


“Good afternoon, Brother. Eat on the spot or take it home, sister?” tanyakanya.


Safa replied, Just take it home because she was lazy to eat outside. After all, the atmosphere of the cafe is quite crowded, the seating is almost full. The officer pointed him at the counter take away. Safa ordered several menus including the fried banana of her wish.


While waiting, Safa circulated a gaze staring around. The cafe is pretty cool and Instagramable. Safa pulled out her phone and took some pictures to upload.


“Kak Safana Halim, the order.”


“Oh, yes.” Safa turned her head, “Makih ya Mbak,” he said received the parcel.


Safa turned around about to come out, but her eyes were suddenly fixated on a familiar figure that had just passed through the entrance. Safa recognized him, Safa's eyes turned sparkling. He tried to wave but the guy didn't see it. So Safa decided to call out.


“Om Edzar!!”


The call provoked public attention, including Edzar, the man Safa had seen just now. Safa again clad her hands with a big smile, her legs swinging intending to approach Edzar who was standing a few meters away.


Just halfway through, suddenly bad luck hit him. Out of nowhere it came from suddenly a servant came and hit Safa who was about to pass by. Consequently...


Brak!


Prangs!


The disaster is inevitable.