SAFAZAR (Pursuing the Love of Mr. Prosecutor)
SAFAZAR | CHAPTER 68

“Ck, boring!”

“Ah, no fun!”

“This guy is too pretty. Girl kebanting.”

“His body guy's flat. Who chooses what actor, anyway?”

“Ah, too lebay!”

“This is a pretty decent muscle, but his face is ugly. Her hairstyle is a scorpion tail!”

“Ck, ouch.. This conflict is too heavy. Safa doesn't like actors!”

That is how the ravings came out of the mouth of Safa. All the movies and dramas he commented on were nothing good. Deep down in her deepest heart, Safa was indeed not in the mood to watch.

The girl was just looking for a diversion for her raging heart. In reality, his brain was full of Edzar's figure.

Safa glanced at the wall clock before her. At 10 in less than 15 minutes. There's still 2 hours before lunch. Safa got out of bed, she stepped out of the room looking for Bik Inem. It turned out that the old lady was watching TV in the living room.

The assistant of Madam Halim turned to realize her presence. “Eh, Non Safa. Here, come with Auntie watch. The Rame nih, Haji Isal Sama Dodo. Again the graveyard of the same legacy. The order's not finished. Bibi Bounce, Non.”

Safa smiled slashing herself beside Bik Inem. Because it was not nice to have to disturb the excitement of the Aunt, Safa just waited until the show was finished, at least the ads. Safa opened her mouth.

“Bik, Safa would like to ask for help..”.

“Please what, Non?” Bik Inem looked.

“Abibi wouldn't mind if it's cooking now?”

“Ya is not, Non... Orang Bibi again pri gini,” he said shaking hands complete with English Sundanese dialect.

“What do you want to masakin, Non?”

Safa thought for a moment, “Emm. How, Bik? Looks good.”

“Oh, small.. it's mah. Serahin is Chef Inem aka his good friend Chef Renata. Whatever the menu is Non want, Bibi certainly can,” he said proudly.

Safa shook her head as she chuckled in response to Bik Inem's funny-sounding tweet in the ear.

Then they both rushed to the kitchen. Don't forget the aunt turned off the TV first. Fear of heat, he said. Quite the heart of the former is hot, television is not. Poor thing, then a fever.

Although Safa can not cook, but Safa can still suir mushrooms and fish cob. For seasoning problems, Safa hand over completely the same Bik Inem. Safa can't cut it, afraid of being wrong. It will be ugly.

In less than an hour everything is ready. Safa sighed smilingly. His arms raised rubbed the sweat that poured from his forehead to his neck. Looks like he's gonna have to take another shower.

But, before that Safa had to enter first all this into the bushel.

“Lho, Non, how even diadahin?” ask Bik Inem astonished.

“This is for Om Edzar, Bik.”

“Yeah, kirain make Non. Non Safa has not eaten from morning.”

“Hehe, No, Bik. Safa has no appetite. It's been nyemil nuggets the same brains that Aunty fried.”

Bik Inem glared, “Oh... So nuggets are the same brains of Aunt, Non who eats? Duh, Gusti. earlier Aunty to think about it. Kirain has a cat or a mouse. Thank goodness for Non eating. Aunty does not need to bother hunting the thief.”

Safa grimaced at the words of Bik Inem. Stupidly he's eating people's food.

“Sorry, yes, Bik. It's so tempting, anyway. Yes already Safa bring it to the room, hehe.. sorry yes, Bik.”.

“Yes, Safa change clothes first yes, Bik. Hunting at 12, later late.”

“Lho, Don't eat first? Is there much left?”

“No, Bik. Safa is still kentak.”

After that, he ran up the stairs towards the room.

Shower, change clothes, keep dancing. Hopefully, this time he can meet Edzar.

...............

Safa sighed swinging her legs patiently. This time he was allowed to wait at the reception venue. Safa was also quite familiar with her officers. They talk occasionally. And what Safa did not think, the father had apologized about the incident yesterday. His tone was not as annoying as that time either. Did he feel guilty that Safa almost got hit by a motorbike?

In less than an hour Safa spent waiting for Edzar. Said Mr. Roni—guest officer—Edzar did not appear out today. That means he's inside. Safa's message has not been answered, especially the phone.

“Maybe there's another briefing, Ma'am.”

“So? But isn't it a break, sir?”

“Do not know me. Sometimes I like bablas.”

Safa pursed her lips trying to think. Ah, why didn't Safa just call Madame Dian, huh? Fortunately, that time I exchanged numbers.

Safa hastily reached into her phone in the bag, then searched for Dian's name on the contact.

The first ring has not been lifted. The second ring is still the same. Safa was anxiously stomping her feet on the floor. And finally he was able to breathe a sigh of relief when his call was received.

But, Dian's answer didn't help her at all.

“I'm still in PN, Saf. Did you call Edzar?”

Safa sighed tired, “Already, Ma'am. But not lifted up,” he said.

A few moments inaudible to Dian. Safa cringing. “Halo, Mbak?”

“Mbak?”

Is Safa calling at the wrong time, huh?

“Awhile, I tried calling Doni, yes.”

Safa nodded. May there be enlightenment.

Time passes so fast. The clock showed almost 3 p.m. He had been waiting and there was no sign of Edzar coming out. Safa has chatted a few times. Dian has not told me anymore.

Safa was getting bored. He was also embarrassed to get a number of similar questions from people who happened to see him several times.

“Kok, still here, Dek?”

“Waituin who?”

“Not home, Dek?”

It's not that Safa won't go home. But the desire to meet Edzar was greater. Safa was still hoping this afternoon she could see Edzar. There's something Safa wants to ask. Is it true that man avoided her? What reason?

Adzan ashar has been. Safa sighed circulating a glance. He had already finished 1 bottle of minerals and was now starting to feel hungry. Forget it, Safa hasn't eaten rice since morning.

Safa looked down at the bushel in her hand. For a moment he gulped. No, this is for Edzar. Free dong he came here and long wait if the edges he himself who eats.