SAFAZAR (Pursuing the Love of Mr. Prosecutor)

SAFAZAR | CHAPTER 107

"Om talking about what, anyway!"

"I'm showing you what crazy you mean."

The two eyes meet. Safa was almost washed away by Edzar's gaze which somehow felt soft. The man's voice also sounded smooth. If you remember, some time later the tone of Edzar's voice changed. Edzar who was standing before him at this moment did not look like Edzar who had once uttered a harsh word to him.

What's with that guy? Lord, don't let Safa hope again.

"Maybe it's too late. But I want to apologize."

"I won't make you forgive me. Because I know as many wounds as you can."

"I just want to express what I feel. You can curse, berate, or hit me. Say I b*jerk, ba*dick, whatever it is up to you."

"One thing you need to know...."

The clockwork suddenly sounded loud, so the atmosphere between them. Edzar's outstretched hand slipped a pinch of hair behind Safa's ear. Netra they can't stand staring at each other.

Safa surprised. Edzar's face approached and kissed his forehead.

"I love you."

Deg.

Silent.

Edzar distanced his face from examining Safa's reaction. The girl was silent with a blank look. His face turned flat expressionless, more than Edzar had originally seen. Edzar stops the intention of touching Safa's cheek when the girl brushes him off.

He wasn't surprised at all. It was certain that Safa had rejected him after his treatment all along.

"Darling?" Safa snorted, "Omong is empty." His head looked up at Edzar. "Om no need to try to please me this hard. I don't need pity Om."

"I don't need pity from anyone" Safa stressed.

"Safa—"

"Om think I'll just believe it? Anybody who used to hate suddenly turns into likes."

"It's the real world, not romance fiction that can easily twist the flavor."

"So, stop making useless shows."

Safa jerked Edzar's arm which blocked her path. This time he easily did because Edzar did not fight.

Safa had turned around to open the door, but soon her shoulders were pulled and turned back.

Not yet had he realized what was happening, something landed and pressed down on his lips quickly.

Safa looked up, her eyes bought in surprise. Safa was silent enough to digest the situation until she finally realized what Edzar was doing.

"Emmm...." Safa hit Edzar on the shoulder, who suddenly kissed him.

The insolent! What does this mean!

"Emmm...."

Edzar did not budge and continued to launch the action. Safa grew increasingly foggy as the man began to slowly sweep his lips. Sip it gently with a cradling motion.

Unlike Safa who continued to rebel trying to escape, Edzar actually closed his eyes and seemed to enjoy. His burly hands were perched on Safa's waist and nape, pressing her slowly until their bodies docked at no distance.

The man bit Safa's lips open. Deepen the kiss through the gap he created. Inserting his tongue, caressing whatever he got there. Tasting the sweet taste of his mouth cavity which has a seductive aroma.

Safa who was tired of rebelling was forced to just resign. His hands hurt and became a victim. His movement weakened and switched to gripping the uniform front part of Edzar's.

The smell of cigarettes mixed with mint infiltrate the olfactory. Safa's breath began to be tight and overwhelmed to face Edzar who never finished exploring his lips.

The man continued to sip on her nonstop, ignoring the moans of protest that he might have considered a signal. Safa could only scream in her heart that she needed oxygen right now.

"Emmm...."

Buk buk.

With the rest of the weak energy, Safa again hit Edzar brutally—. Hopefully Edzar will immediately stop the action that has the potential to cause death for Safa.

Safa patted her chest slowly, trying to smooth the airway that seemed obstructed because of Edzar's actions.

"Geez-uhuk!"

"Akhs... Huh... Huh... Huh...." It's called impromptu asthma.

Safa was too busy looking for oxygen to ignore Edzar's outstretched hand caressing her lips. The man smiled. Safa's lips were swollen and red from her actions. Finding that fact alone has made Edzar feel happy.

Know-how....

Plaque!

A loud slap came to his cheek, though it did not make his face turn, but the red marks tasted there.

"Basic*jerk!" maki Safa's. The girl had already returned and gained her sanity.

With breath that was not yet completely normal, Safa looked at Edzar with giddiness. His face was wrinkled sourly a sign he was unhappy. His finger raised to the face of Edzar who seemed to have done nothing wrong.

The man remained calm with his flat expression. Making Safa's chest feel hot with increasingly bubbling anger. His eyes suddenly fogged up, his emotions overflowing for release.

Thats enough. Safa was tired. Edzar who kept playing it like this made Safa frustrated.

"I've loved Om. Maybe even now." His voice sounded vibrating.

"But that doesn't mean Om can be just like me!!!" safa screamed with tears beginning to fall.

"Why is Om acting like this? Um consider me a cheap woman who can be kissed at will, do you?"

"Is Om licking his own spit? Om said I'm a bully! Om said I'm a slacker! Yes I am stupid! I'm lazy! Now what!"

"Om kiss me like I don't have any pride!"

"Don't Om ask me to stay away? I've already done. I tried not to show up in front of Om. Why did it suddenly change now? Om's attitude like this makes it hard for me...."

"Why...."

"Why is Om sober like me...."

Edzar pegged to let Safa beat his chest. The girl's roar made Edzar feel guilty. Edzar tried to embrace her even though Safa continued to rebel.

God, what has he done? Again Safa cried because of her selfishness.

"Safa."

Safa scoops and tugs Edzar's uniform brutally. Edzar did not try to prevent although maybe some buttons, plaques, and emblems threatened damaged.

Edzar did not care, Safa's screams made him sick and wanted to beat himself up.

"Sorry."

"I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry, Safa."

"I'm really sorry." Edzar continued muttering in Safa's hair. His hands curled tightly around the girl who was no longer in a revolt. Even his punch had weakened, leaving a heartbreaking sobbing that ensnared Edzar's heart to the bottom.

"Sorry...."

"You're not that kind of woman. You're precious. I was wrong because I couldn't help myself. Sorry..."

"Hiks, Om is evil...."

"Yes, I'm evil."

"Evil... Om wicked! Wicked! Wicked!" Safa again beat Edzar weakly.

"Stop making Safa hope...."

"Safa's tired...."

Edzar kissed Safa's head with a pity. "alright. You can stop. Let me fight this time."