SAFAZAR (Pursuing the Love of Mr. Prosecutor)
SAFAZAR | CHAPTER 85

"Sir Diko, thank you, yes, I want anterin Safa. Sorry ngerepotin."

"What repot? My own people want your anther" replied Diko.

"Hehe, thanks, yeah."

"Either. If you need help, whatever it is, just say it, okay?"

Safa simply responded with a smile, confused as to what to answer because she actually felt bad to trouble Diko more than this. Safa waved when Diko took a break with her bike. He turned around to enter the house. But only two steps did someone call him from the side.

Safa turned her head and found Edzar standing with his scabbard and cocoon. It seems like the man just finished praying.

Unexpectedly the man approached, "Newly home?" tanyakanya.

Safa did not comment, she was sure the question did not need to be answered.

"Where did it come from?"

"Butik Bu Ani" Safa replied.

"Oh." The man nodded. "Fitting uniformity?"

Now it was Safa's turn to nod. The girl said nothing. Makes Edzar a little bumpy in his place. But he could not help his curiosity.

"Who's the guy?"

Safa cringing inside. Did he not mistake Edzar for the moment? Safa answered, though. "Sir Diko."

Again, Edzar nodded with a murmur. "Oh, that's it." His raised hand scratched the back of the head which was not actually itchy.

Feeling that there was no more business, Safa continued her delayed intention to enter the house. But again Edzar held back by calling his name.

"Why, Om?"

Gelagat Edzar looks unusual. Safa was aware of that. The man looked a little clumsy, inversely proportional to the cold attitude that Edzar always showed in public. Does prayer make the man a little softened? This was the second time Safa saw Edzar's understated appearance behind his cocoon. Safa was almost lost if she did not remember that Edzar had hurt her last time.

On the other hand, Edzar was in tremendous confusion. When he saw Safa coming home with Diko from the second floor of his room, Edzar could not hold his own leg to rush down here. A little regretful, because now he was so confused himself to behave.

"That's.." said Edzar hanging.

Safa looked at him waiting, "That's what, Om?"

What's he supposed to say? Saying that it was actually reflex that brought her here to see a girl coming home with a guy? Not likely.

"Don't forget to take a shower." That's all that came into his head. And after that Edzar cursed in his heart because that sentence sounded ridiculous. Especially when looking at Safa's strange look at the moment. Of course, without even being asked the girl would obviously clean herself up.

Stupid edzar.

Even so Safa still nodded while muttering, "Yes." His tone sounded astonished.

Safa's feet turned back to the gate. Edzar's reflexes held back, "Wait." Edzar doesn't know what he's really doing. And his heart grimaced to see Safa who turned with an annoyed face.

"What else, anyway, Om? Safa takes a shower, prays. That's not what Om said? How can Safa take a shower if Om keeps going like this? What exactly is Om saying?" cerocos Safa in the end. He can no longer hold back.

Edzar. His eyes looked at Safa. His heart was slightly pinched at the sight of Safa who no longer adored him. But Edzar realized, this was the fruit of his own actions that wanted Safa away. And now the girl was really keeping her distance from him. Edzar could only sigh holding back the crispness of his fierce chest.

"I see you guys so close? You and Diko." Edzar is more in control. The man looks calm now. Though Edzar's heart rumbled uncomfortably.

"Then? Does that have anything to do with Om?" tanya Safa challenged.

"I just want you to be careful. Do not choose friends. Especially men."

Hearing that Safa snorted. Her lips are cynical. "Really's? Om say that? What right does Om have? Remember, yeah. Om has no right to choose let alone manage my friendship. Edzar is nobody."

"So act within your limits."

Edzar sculpted, this is the first time Safa pointed ketus at him. He could no longer speak when the girl opened and closed the gate, swallowing her shadow in front of Edzar.

"Sorry," he murmured slowly. Then passed into his house with an erratic tangled feeling. Maybe this is nothing compared to the feelings of Safa who accepted his rejection at that time. Edzar admitted it was very uncomfortable.

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

In the morning, Edzar found Safa in the middle of the photos in front of the gate. In front of him was Dava who was holding a mobile phone with an annoyed look. Looks like the man was forced to become an impromptu photographer. Edzar snorted amusedly while passing his car occupying the road.

"Dec, that. Let's leave. It's noon. There's a meeting at nine."

"Ihh. One more.." whine Safa scowled.

Dava just sighed lifting his phone back up. Repot has a selebgram adek. Especially narcissistic like Safa. Anything photographed. I want to buy Nasgor to be photographed.

"Buh! Now we go" said Dava, no objection.

Safa smiled satisfied to see the results of her brother's shots. Not bad, enough to fill a profile on his instagram.

Tin!

Safa looked up at the sound of the horn and roar of the car she had guessed who owned. Safa had been aware of Edzar's movements that were taking out cars. The man nodded briefly towards Dava as a greeting. Then it passed after glancing at Safa.

Safa snorted, her mouth twitching.

"Tumben, you don't prepare for him? Usually from dawn it's been rumbling in the same kitchen Bik Inem. Wh why? You guys got a problem?"

Dava couldn't help but be curious to see the little sister he thought had changed a little. Especially his attitude towards Edzar. Wasn't Safa crazy about that guy? Why does it look so ordinary now?

Safa turned her head still with her wry face, "No, who is she until Safa has to have a problem with her?" the ketusnya make Dava's eyebrows raised in wonder.

They arrived at the company at exactly half-nine. Because of Safa, Dava was half an hour late from her usual schedule. Yes, Safa went with him because the girl insisted. Under the pretext of wanting to see the fields of money that has been living it. Dava snorted, at the very end of the conversation.

Dava let it go, who knows Safa can be guided and want to help him take care of the company. Although the probability is only 1 percent. Safa is very bad in academics. So it's better not to interfere than this company should be destroyed. After all, Dava had no problem Safa spent hundreds of millions of money on shopping. Dava was happy to feel relied upon. That means Safa should have a partner who is at least equal to her. And Edzar doesn't count. Although he seems to be quite wealthy, Dava is unsure of the man's salary which may not be more than ten million a month. For the size of Safa shopaholic it is very less.

"Morning, Sir."

"Eh, Safa Deck? Morning, Deck...."

Various greetings he received when entering the building with Dava. Safa nodded with a smile to reply to all of them. Safa had not set foot here for a long time, she did not expect the employees to still remember her.

"Morning too, Ma'am." said Safa with a smile.

Safa followed her brother who was walking towards the special elevator of the Board of Directors. They were just the two of them in that iron box. Shortly the door opened right on the 8th floor, where Dava's room was located. There, Safa meets Ms. Ririn, Dava's secretary at the company. They haven't met for a long time. The last time Safa saw her, she was pregnant and was on maternity leave.

"Dek Safa.." cried Mrs Ririn as she spread her hands toward him.

"Where is it? Why don't you ever come here again? I know you."

Safa grinned showing her teeth neat and clean. "Hehe, males, Ma'am. Mending at home watching Drakor."

"Damn... Drakor mulu from the past. Still that much love, huh, same beautiful guys State of Gingseng? Mending is also a Hollywood guy.he is macho, burly, uuuhhh... Anyway sexier and appreciative*give."

Safa manyun, "Grue*give me, anyway. But don't make a baper."

Dava rolled his eyes and shook his head to look at the two women. He passed into his room leaving Safa who was now late chatting with Ririn.

Not sure how long Safa spent outside, approximately nine o'clock less her sister followed entering the room.

Dava looks at the watch, "Dec, you wait here. Brother wants to meet. Today our office comes the Minister. Don't make a troublemaker," he said firmly.

"Minister?"

"Hm." Dava just muttered while tidying up his suit and tie before waltzing out when Mbak Ririn came in and told them their guest had arrived.

Safa blinked confusedly. What is the need for a Minister to come to a company like this?

Safa's head shook his head, he didn't understand anything about any business. For him this is confusing. Then his feet went to the sofa and lay down there. Raise your phone and turn on the camera for selfies. Then he posted it on Instastory with the caption 'Abang meeting, Adek boring'.

Totally lying. In fact, Safa is not very boring, really. The guy he just arrived. Hihahi.

Various responses entered through DM. But as usual, Safa ignored him. Too many. Tired if he returns one by one.

About an hour later, Safa was in Dava's room. Now he is bored. His mouth was itching to get rid of food. And what he misses is even chocolate fried bananas at Cafe Edzar. Huh, no. Buy another one, huh. Nearby there seems to be a lot of food.

Safa recalled, a few meters from this building there is a meatball restaurant. Maybe Safa's going there later. Because now Safa again kepengen light-light. That sweet-sweet krenyes. And the choice fell on a banana nugget whose shop was across the building.

Rushing Safa grabbed her bag and got out, entering the elevator to get down to the ground floor. Safa smiled in response to the few people who greeted her. He came out of the lobby while putting up the sunglasses avoiding the scorching sun.

Safa swerved confidently, descending the steps of the stairs with a slight hum. Until then something felt hit his leg, making Safa scream slowly in surprise.

"E-uh!"

Bruk!

"Aww.." ringis somebody.

Safa looked down and found the little girl sitting on the paving. Her tiny hand stroked the little buttocks behind her checkered knee-length dress. Safa lowered her glasses slightly to see more clearly. The little boy's face turned red and almost cried.

Ouch, druck! Don't let him really cry.

"Dec, Adek don't papa? Sick, huh? Sorry, brother, yes. My brother accidentally. Where here is the pain, let's take a look." Safa crouched frantically grabbing the boy to stand up. Patting the back of his tiny body from dust grains attached.

The girl rubbed her eyes while pouting.

'Non-nausea..don't cry, dong, Dek!'

Safa grimaced with a guilty face. He again apologized as he rubbed the girl's cheeks gently. "Sir, sorry, yeah.... My brother accidentally. It doesn't hurt, does it? Adek is strong. Beautiful children cannot cry. Later the beauty is reduced, you know.." Safa seduce the girl.

"Hiks." The girl looked at Safa with a reddened nose. His eyes blinked comically with his lips curled downwards.

Well, really cry. Safa bit her lips in confusion. He's not good at seducing kids. They often fight with them.

"Dek, don't cry, please... Big brother buyin escrim want?" tanya Safa tried to bargain.

The girl shook her head.

"Candy?"

Again he shook his head.

"Marshmellow?"

Smell again. Safa was getting confused. He tried to think hard. What does a child like other than what he just mentioned?

"Emmm... What does Adek want? Later on, brother buyin, deh. Promise."

"Hiks, I want to see Papa... Hua.l...."

Well. the crying is getting louder. Well, how's Safa, anyway? A child cannot. Shame on seeing people. Safa grimaced looking unwell at the people who happened to be passing by and looking at her.

Safa opened her sunglasses, she again asked the girl who was being so excited. Mampus, if Maknya see, can run out of him.

"Where is the Beautiful Papa Deck?"

The girl did not answer, her lips were busy chopping and whining slowly. But the lead leads into the building.

Waduh, may this be the employee's child?

"His father works here?" ask Safa again gently.

The girl seemed to think. Just now her tiny lips were about to open when a voice burst out between them.

"Ineu?" call someone behind Safa.

Mampus, is that his father?

"Papa...!!" The girl ran past him to someone he called Papa.

Safa looked slowly. There was a middle-aged man who had just come out of the lobby, next to him was Dava who was standing with some of his subordinates.

Wait for. The dava?

Safa blinked confusedly. Then he stood looking at the little girl who was now in the arms of a man whom Safa thought was her papa. From his classy clothes it seemed like he was no ordinary person. What is one of the Directors of this office?

"Why could it be here? What are you here to ride? Same who?" asked Ineu's papa with a huffed look. Safa guessed that the man did not know about his son who was here. Kok, can?

"Ineu come with Papa. Hide in the back seat" replied the boy innocently.

Ow... That, anyway? Come on, there's-there's this kid. So naughty. What if it suddenly disappears?

Dava approached Safa and whispered softly. "What are you doing, Minister's son? Why is he crying like that?" the tanyanya is complete with a fierce plot that makes Safa ciut.

What did he say just now? Minister's Son?

Not the employee's son, not the board of directors. This is even worse, minister! Geez, is there a hole here? Safa wanted to hide for a moment...