SAFAZAR (Pursuing the Love of Mr. Prosecutor)
SAFAZAR | CHAPTER 82

Safa, who was looking to fall into Diko's arms, suddenly switched hands on Edzar. The man pulled her backwards. For a moment they looked. Before Safa regained her senses and removed Edzar's hand in annoyance.

Don't ask her what her face is. He was embarrassed, but also embarrassed. Moreover, his heart was again pounding incoherently.

Safa continued running, and if possible she wanted to get away from Edzar who somehow seemed to be deliberately following him. Edzar could have gone first. His legs are long, one step is two steps for Safa.

His intention was to show strength, run to the finish. But, what you want to say, the physical does not want to be invited to work together. Safa gave up and stopped. His body bent with his hands resting on his knees.

His breath sounded short. The thirst got worse he felt. His throat hurts not playing. Safa collapsed on the street, her legs straightened forward to relieve weakness and soreness.

Not only that, his eyes were full. Dizziness attacks the head that is increasingly exposed to heat. The sun is no longer warm. Safa is completely overwhelmed. The feeling of running time with Dava is not so much. He can still reach the finish even though he often stops too. But, why was his body not willing to compromise now?

"Sister Diko...." Safa looked slowly.

Diko, who saw Safa fall, stopped. The man was crouching beside her. "Safa, your face is pale. Are you sure you're okay?"

This time Safa did not dodge anymore, her head shook with a frown furrowing something. "I'm dizzy...."

"Dizziness?"

Safa nodded, her eyes were already starting to fade. His hands tremor. His body is completely hollow. Safa could no longer walk. Plus his breathing is heavy. His eyes are a little bit spinning.

Diko was silent for a moment, the man looked confused. Is he just carrying?

"Want me to carry?"

Edzar who saw it did not remain silent. Quickly he approached Safa and summarized her bowed head. Fuck that girl who hates him.

"Safa?" call slowly. His hands tried to wipe the sweat around Safa's face. "Hey, calm down. Don't cry."

"Hiks, dizzy. Safa's head hurts...."

"Sst... Yes I know. You're still strong, aren't you? Get on my back, huh?"

Safa had no choice. He had no energy to refuse. Safa accepts it when Edzar thrusts Aqua at her. The bahaga that he had been holding back from now on was slightly satisfied. Only, Safa was completely losing energy at the moment.

"Still dizzy?" asked Diko who had been paying attention since.

Safa nodded weakly. His hands held up his head which again felt spinning. Edzar rubbed his head, tidying up the bangs that were sticking out his forehead in sweat. Safa was lazy to comment, her focus was no longer Edzar, but an uncomfortable feeling that was increasingly attacking her body.

"You get up here, I'm fat." Edzar turned his back on Safa.

Safa was silent. What should? But, Safa was no longer strong to walk. Finally, inevitably Safa went up to the sling of Edzar. His hands wrapped around the man's neck.

"Hand," said Edzar, beginning to stand. Safa according to him. Unable to resist dizziness, Safa rested her head on Edzar's shoulder.

Edzar stepped up without difficulty, in fact Safa was a little insecure because Kamila said yesterday she was a bit fat. Afraid Edzar objected to holding her. But seeing Edzar who looked ordinary, Safa wondered. Was he heavy, or was Edzar too strong? Why does he look like there is no burden?

Maybe this is just Safa's feeling, they got to the finish quickly.

It is different if people are powerful. Safa to reach half the track was exhausted, how are Edzar who carried it to the finish?

Edzar sat Safa on a bench under a shady tree. The man rubbed his head back. Gently, Edzar gave a soft massage on his forehead. A mother who happened to pass by asked, "What's the matter, Mas?"

Edzar turned his head for a moment to reply, "Dizziness, Mom. I think it's dehydrated."

"Gosh my god. his face was pale. Need some eucalyptus oil, right? I happen to exist."

"Can?" ask Edzar.

"Yes, I can do it, Mas. Nih." The mother handed him a medium-sized bottle of eucalyptus.

"Wait a minute, will you?" Edzar ran away from Safa, and the man washed his hands in the nearby tap. Then came back to him shaking his wet hands.

The man received a tissue from the mothers. Edzar poured a few drops of eucalyptus into his palm, then rubbed before then rubbed into Safa's forehead while massaging it slowly.

Safa's eyes closed enjoying the touch. The smell of fresh eucalyptus also helps a little. Safa leaned comfortably on Edzar's body in the back. For now Safa put aside her ego. Let Edzar do what he wants. Maybe the man was sorry to see the helpless Safa.

Almost half an hour passed, Safa was better. Although the head has not fully recovered, at least Safa is not as anxious as before.

Safa received the bread and mineral water that Diko brought. He just realized that the man is still here. But thankfully, Safa was not alone with Edzar.

"You going home now?" ask Diko.

Safa nodded, "Sorry, yes. Brother Diko so wait for Safa," he said not tasty.

"No problem. I was the one who brought you. I have to go home with you, too."

"How are you? No problem with riding a bike?"

"That's. Yes already. We're going home now?"

"Come on."

Safa had not yet moved, something holding her wrist. Safa turned her head and found Edzar still sitting beside her. The man looked at Safa and Diko alternately.

"Safa came home with me. Our house is closer."

Hearing Edzar's words, Diko raised an eyebrow. "I don't have a problem, anyway. My house is also near the intersection."

"Stay closer to me."

"Safa's leaving with me." Diko won't lose.

"Then?"

"That means Safa should also go home with me."

Edzar snorted, "Is there a rule that requires such?"

Silent. Safa looked at the two men in turn. Why is the atmosphere so tense?

Edzar with a face without the expression of his mainstay, while Diko was also no less sharp looking at the man. Those who are struggling, Safa who is even dizzy.

"That's got him, must be tired. Now it's my turn to bring Safa home."

"You said that as if doubting my strength."

"It's not like that. Sorry if I was offended."

"Attributed only to the weak."

Diko sighed softly, then she turned to Safa and asked, "Who do you want to go home with?"

"Safa stays home with me. Your motorbike is uncomfortable. It would have been better if Safa rode a matic bike with me."

"Understanding where is it? Let Safa choose. You can't be selfish."

Safa massaged her forehead feeling dizzy.

"You selfish people don't think about her comfort."

"What's? Intentions"

"Enough!!!" Safa shouted shut both ears.

"What's wrong, anyway? Then I go home with everyone else. Dizziness," when Safa was upset.

"Can't!" edzar and Diko together. The two stared at each other sharply.

Safa sighed trying to be patient. My God, this makes him dizzy more than hot under the sun.

"Safa, you should go home with me. Your head is dizzy. It will be very vulnerable if you ride a high Ninja bike. More comfortable with motor matic."

"Safa, I'm going to walk slowly, really."

"He needs a quick break. And you want to slow down time by going slow?"

"Stoopp...!!"

"I said enough! Not the bike that makes me dizzy but you guys!"

"That's it. I'm going home by myself."

"Mas Toni!"

The man Safa called Mas Toni turned his head. "Eh, Safa Deck? Why?"

"The motor's empty, right?"

The man nodded half confused. That made Safa satisfied.

"Safa's coming home with Mas Toni, huh?"

"Can. But.. how are those girlfriends?"

"Bodo very!"