SAFAZAR (Pursuing the Love of Mr. Prosecutor)

SAFAZAR | CHAPTER 116

Safa's eyes closed, feeling Galuh's nose touch her cheek. He was really scared, the man was exactly a psychopath who would kill people.

Safa forgot, Galuh is a psychopath. The proof Mr. Anjas lay helpless in his room. And maybe it's Safa's turn soon. It's a ladder, it's easy for Galuh to throw.

Safa didn't think Galuh could do something like this. I don't know what Galuh's goal really is. Everything is still gray. One thing Safa can conclude, Galuh is closely related to the misfortune that befell Dava.

And maybe Safa even suspects Mr. Anjas. Somehow the fate of the man is now. May someone soon realize and help them.

But who? Below is only a security guard. It was a long distance away to allow him to hear. Safa thinks she's on the 15th floor right now. There were only two options he could take, survive or surrender.

Safa can't call someone. His bag was even thrown a few meters under his feet. It's a really static situation. Safa could do nothing but struggle to find a thinning breath.

Until a few minutes ago Safa still believed that Galuh was a good person, even though her father was far from that word. Safa never thought this man would be the angel of death who took his life.

"You must be surprised" whispered Galuh making Safa bristle.

His body trembled in Galuh's grip. At this time Safa did not expect more, Safa just wanted Galuh to be able to loosen a little bit of his giggles.

"Ga-Cowl. Haak...!"

Safa beat Galuh's arm, pleading for the man to immediately let go of her neck. Safa's head felt pulsating, her blood flow as if it had stopped flowing. His body was losing energy. Really, Safa really felt like she was going to die right now.

But Galuh doesn't seem to care at all. Leisurely the man noticed Safa's helpless look. His white face paled as if without blood. Her lipstick-polished lips were now open trying to scoop up the air. Impressed futile. Galuh chuckled at that.

"You know what, Safana Halim?"

"No, your last name makes me sick. What if I call you.... Ana? Sounds sweeter, right?" Galuh laughed softly as if satisfied with the new name he pinned on Safa.

Safa kept struggling trying to escape. Even if his actions are a waste of energy. But Safa is trying to believe a sentence that says 'try to never betray results'.

Who knows, with Safa continuing to try, God will give a little empathy to help her.

"I started to like you. I intend to get you off my list of goals."

"But you saw all this. What do you think I should do other than really get you out of this world?"

Safa gave a pleading look to Galuh. He really is not strong. If you want to kill, kill quickly. Why make him tormented by losing his breath one by one.

"Oh, honey, your face is turning blue. Are you having trouble breathing?" ask Galuh to play around. His eyes glanced at Safa who was already helpless. The girl could only clutch her weak hand.

"I should have done this to your fucking brother!" galuh said with great emphasis.

"But since I've already thrown him in jail, there's no harm in you replacing him feeling this, right?"

"How did he react when he heard the news about your death, huh? I became curious. What better way am I gonna get rid of you?"

Galuh glanced down. The surface of the ground was very far away, it seemed like it was enough to make one's body disintegrate upon touching it.

Galuh's eyes again looked at Safa while grinning. "Why? You surprised? Scared?"

"Don't think that I put your brother in jail?" galuh asked in a row to find Safa who was silent. Only his faltering breath dominated the sense of hearing. Plus the quiet atmosphere of the emergency stairs. This situation is perfectly suited for murder.

"It's true, I'm the one who threw him in jail" I'm Galuh. "Because he deserved it."

Galuh slowly loosened the grip and released Safa. His hands moved shut the girl between the wall and the staircase.

"Yuk!" Safa coughed holding her neck. It scooped up the air greedily as if it had just come out of the water.

His throat was sore with slightly twitching eyes. His head was throbbing with a heart beating painfully. All his joints were weak, Safa's breath was hunting, her chest was very tight.

Safa leaned weakly clutching the handle of the stairs. The feeling of dizziness again gnawed at him. Safa was thirsty, but there was no choice but to gulp.

Perhaps the water he gulped a few hours ago in his house was the last Safa felt. Safa is not sure she will survive Galuh's grip.

The man is a monster.

"I want him to feel what Fahri feels first" the man murmured. "Life in custody."

Deg.

What Galuh meant. And who is Fahri?

Safa looked up slowly, venturing into Galuh's eyes. Safa could see the anger in the net without her expression. Actually what happened.

"Me, Dava, and Fahri used to be close friends. Our relationship is as close as a brother."

Whahuh? They ever been friends? What other fact is this? Why doesn't Safa know?

Wait for. It seems Safa remembered something. Safa had heard her brother had two close friends at High School. Could it?

"Some times I tried to contact Dava to tell him this. But he can't be contacted at all!"

"The next day is the same. Dava didn't call back or pick up my phone as usual. It's like he disappeared. No, I'm sure he's avoiding not getting involved!"

"Well! Cowardly," murmured Galuh with a snort.

"When he only needs to accompany his friend who is down! Is that so hard?!"

"He ran away as if embarrassed to have a friend like us! A fucking kid who can only hide in his mom's armpits. A spoiled child who can only spend money."

"The only thing I regret the most in this world is being friends with him."

"Even when his friend died from an overdose, he still wouldn't come."

"Can that still be called a friend?"

Galuh's breath hunting after successfully evaporating his emotions . While Safa did hear the new fact she knew it.

The man's statement about Dava seemed evil and cruel. In the story, Dava is like a loser who leaves a friend who is in trouble. Is his brother really like that?

"I've been trying to hold back even though work often requires us to meet. Seeing his face makes me sick."

"Who would have thought the old man would get caught up in the case. I used it to set him up."

"And foila! Finally your brother curled up behind bars. Haha....."

Galuh's thunderous laughter broke the terrible silence. His voice echoed in the air. Safa hoped it would sound all the way down. Then someone heard it and helped Safa here.

Can he hope even though he seems like nonsense?

"You're a loser, too" Safa murmured.

Suddenly Galuh stopped his laughter and looked at Safa. "What did you say?"

"You're a loser" Safa repeated. I don't know where he got the courage to say that.

Galuh's jaw tightened, "Say once more" he said in a low tone.

Safa looked up to return the man's gaze, "Pe-cun-dang."

Silent. They looked at each other in silence. Despite her fear, Safa tries to survive.

"You're angry at my brother, but you're taking it out on so many people. The actions you take have an impact on this company. You are upset with one person but make it difficult for thousands of employees. Is that not a loser?" safa said with a hoarse voice. The effect of Galuh's grip is still very pronounced on his neck.

"It turns out you're more boyish than I thought."

Galuh looked at Safa sharply, "You know nothing. So stop talking like your words are true."

"Is your action right? You also feel the truest, so what's the difference?"

"Don't piss me off, Safa."

"Why? You're gonna kill me with that piss?" tanya Safa challenged.

"Stop or I'll break your neck."

"Attacking women is the attitude of a loser."

"Safa's...."

"A coward who relies on emotion rather than the heart."

"I said stop." Galuh. But Safa continued.

"You're just a person who's fixated on the past."

"And you don't realize that you are the loser—Aaaa....!!!!"

"Say stop....!!!"

Bruk bruk.

Safa's body rolled after previously receiving a hard blow from Galuh which pushed her away. The man stood up with hunting breath staring down. His eyes watched how the girl fell against some stairs.

Both of his hands were raised trembling, "What have I done?"