SAFAZAR (Pursuing the Love of Mr. Prosecutor)
SAFAZAR | CHAPTER 98

Safa walked quickly after exiting the detention area. He was in the lobby and going home. His mind branched off to a moment ago. The new facts are quite surprising and make Safa curious. He was sure it was not wrong to see that it was Liandra. The woman was wearing a prisoner's shirt. It was obvious he was not a visiting guest, but rather a visiting person.

Why was Liandra in prison? Did he have anything to do with Dava's case? Suddenly Safa stopped her steps and sculpted. Questions popped up in his head, especially regarding the man he had seen earlier. What's he got to do with Liandra? There was no way they were just strangers who had met for the first time. Why is everything so complicated? Safa felt she could not trust the people around her. Lately they have been acting unexpectedly.

From the start of Dava who secretly committed fraud, Edzar who turned out to take part in his case. Until the house people who seem to work together hide everything from him. Safa recalled, when the ambush occurred, no one contacted her. And what's wrong with them telling by phone even though he was tangah with Aunt Miranti at that time?

In fact, Safa always knew later. Safa was always the last person to know that her family had a problem.

"Non, the car's ready."

Pak Iwan's voice managed to pull Safa from the daydream. He stepped on the middle-aged man towards the parking lot. But just out of the lobby, some people blocked their steps.

"Mak Safana Halim?"

"Yes, myself," Safa replied hesitantly.

"Sorry before, may we have a minute? We from an online news portal would like to do an interview about the case that ensnared your sister."

Safa was silent. What else is this?

Mr. Iwan who understood his worries immediately confronted, "I'm sorry, Mas, Ma'am, but it seems he can not. We have to leave now."

"Just a moment, Ma'am. It won't be long, though."

"Yes, ma'am, just a minute."

"So soon, Ma'am."

The atmosphere became a little boisterous as they started to force. Safa doesn't know how to deal with the press, she's a pussy, but only in front of the camera, not an interview.

"I'm sorry, but I don't know anything about that. I just came here to visit. Excuse me," Safa said as she walked back to the parking lot. Mr. Iwan tried to protect her from behind.

Unexpectedly the people who claimed the journalist was reckless to block his steps. "Mbak, wait, Ma'am. How's your brother doing after four days in detention?"

"What is your response to this issue?"

Safa sighed trying to be patient. He began to feel uncomfortable and uncomfortable. Don't you know they have a lot of thoughts too?

"My brother is fine. He is also healthy. So far the inspection has gone well. Thank you." Thank you."

Safa trudged through those guys to reach the car. Sometimes answer what can be answered. Like how he met the Big Brother today, Dava's fiancee who has not appeared until now, and many more.

By the way fiancee, it should be this afternoon Sister Lisa has arrived at the airport. The woman was forced to postpone her return due to the recent bad weather. She must be worried, who would be fine when she heard her lover was imprisoned? You can imagine her crying every day. Waiting for certainty when he can meet his fiancee.

"Sir, Safa wants meatballs. Where do we stop?" safa said on the way home. They were out of the reporters.

"There's Mr. Iwan's subscription over there, Non. Wanna?"

"Can, Sir. But Safa wants to pack it, all buy it for Mother and Bik Inem."

"Ready, Non...."

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As Safa said earlier, Ms. Lisa arrived in Indonesia this afternoon. And his first destination was precisely Safa's house. It's past seven o'clock in the evening, but Lisa's mother still roared in her mother's arms. The woman was crying because she could not meet Dava.

Mr and Mrs Halim did not stop trying to calm down. Safa herself was silent because she did not know what to do. Safa understood Lisa's feelings, the woman was in need of an impingement, so any sentence would not calm her down.

"Already, Lisa. You can still see him tomorrow. Now you rest, huh? You must be tired. Just get caught here. You can also sleep in Dava's room."

Lisa shook her head as she pleased, her face was still faithfully immersed in the lap of Mistress Halim who did not stop wiping her hair. "No, Mother. Dava is angry. She doesn't like having her room fucked by other people...."

"You're his fiancee, not someone else. Lagian Dava herself said you could go to her room if you miss."

"Huhoo... She could have said that at the time I needed to see her in person!"

"Hiks, you stupid man! Marriage is a problem. He promised to propose to me next month... Hicks, huaa...."

No one dared to open their voices in the living room. They all looked at Lalisa with pity. Especially the mother. Safa knows what her mother thinks. Surely his heart feels guilty for Dava.

But what Safa is grateful for in this case is Lisa's parents who always provide support and do not immediately break the relationship when they know this problem. They actually help and support the fund a lot when investors are competing to withdraw their capital.

Cih, it's lucky that Dava has a candidate-in-law like this. Maybe because his son is already pregnant, so anything will be done including pardoning the son-in-law who is entangled in corruption.

"Sir Rama, Miss Evi, let's eat first."

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Safa enters the minimarket at nine p.m. Sister Lisa's parents have gone home, while Sister Lisa herself decided to stay as the initial intention.

"Sir, you have a stock of pads, right?"

"No, my mens is still a long time, so haven't bought it yet. Why, Ma'am?"

The woman grimaced with her face sandwiched between the bathroom doors. Safa should have known what the ending was. Well, as expected he had to go out at night buying pads for brother-in-law.

Because Lalisa has been good at bringing souvenirs in the form of a package of skincare for twelve million, it does not seem comparable if Safa refuses only to buy pads that are not up to fifty thousand.

"Sister-in-law's candidates wear wings or no wings, huh?" gumam Safa looked alternately at the two types of pads on her hands.

He reached into the phone in the hoodie pocket, making a call to Lalisa who fortunately was immediately picked up on the first ring.

"Hello, Ma'am, is this Safa buying wings or no wings?"

"Solar, the important size is 30 cm. Uh, please buy Kiranti too, yeah, Dek?"

"okay."

As per the request of Kanjeng Ndoro Puteri, Safa choose a sanitary pad thirty inches plus Kiranti. Finished with her order, Safa turned to the refrigerator to pick up Cimory.

But as he was being picky, something touched his shoulder. Safa turned her head to find Diko's head that looked down with a smile. Safa looked at the man for a long time, somehow Diko's face no longer gave a warm impression in Safa's eyes.

One question suddenly came up. Did the man approach her with purpose?

"It looks like this minimarket has its own impression for our meeting" said Diko with narrowed eyes.

Diko's smile slowly receded seeing the meaningless response from Safa. "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with my face?"

Diko fumbled his smooth face without a beard let alone acne. Types of glowing guys who love cleanliness.

Safa raised an eyebrow back asking, "What's wrong with Big Brother's face?"

The man grimaced scratching his head, "Ease your face is flat that way. I don't see me."

Safa closed the freezer and turned to the cashier. Diko followed behind. "We're neighbors, the intensity of our meetings is quite frequent, so what needs to be privileged?"

"Hehe, yes, the hell." Again Diko scratched his head.

"The total is 49,999, Brother," said Ma'am Kasir to Safa.

Suddenly Diko attacked, "Mbak, one's the same as mine," he said putting mineral water on the cashier's desk.

Safa frowned, not because Diko paid for her groceries, but what the man had bought. Did you come here for a bottle of water? Kok, that sounds weird. Is it only to the minimarket because of thirst? Is there a gallon at home?

Safa comes out immediately once payment is complete. Although reluctant, Safa has no reason to ban Diko from going home together. The man continued to babble even though Safa was silent. I don't know why Safa's sick of it. Lalisa's coming the moon but she's the sensitive one. Really brother and sister-in-law who complement each other.

Diko told me about his complaints about clients who asked to make a logo. In essence, Diko said they were too fussy lately. Usually there was never a problem with the design he made. The outline is like that. Safa doesn't understand the graphics or anything, she can only be a listener. In addition, Safa also lazy to talk.

"You got a problem?" ask Diko suddenly. Apparently the man realized Safa's unpleasant look.

Safa was silent for a while before replying, "It seems like everyone knows what my problem is, too" she snorted.

Safa's cynical tone of voice made Diko wrinkle. The girl was very different from usual. Diko noticed Safa's change in attitude towards her. He thought it might be carried away by a bad mood due to the problems that befell the Halim family.

"Abang you must be fine. Everything will be visible after 20 days. Believe it."

"Yes, I hope." Safa answered briefly without even looking.

Increasingly makes Diko wonder and wonder. He was sure that something made the girl act strange. Because he knew Safa was very friendly.

"Am I wrong?" ask Diko carefully. He can't hold it anymore. Taste is not because of mood, but there are things that make Safa like this.

Safa stopped stepping and so did Diko. The two face each other. Safa looked up at the man. Street lights hit his messy but beautiful hair. Diko is very handsome, he thinks they are friends. However,

"Aren't we meeting at the detention house?"