SAFAZAR (Pursuing the Love of Mr. Prosecutor)

SAFAZAR | CHAPTER 142

Edzar stopped eating and stood up. As Safa rushed to greet Dyah, the girl looked at him disdainfully, smiling awkwardly at Edzar's side.

Unasked, Dona pulls Citra from her mother-in-law's arms. "The same salim as Wawa Edzar and Aunt Safa."

Safa smiled as Citra grabbed her hand as directed by her mother. The little girl looked cute with her second pony and straight bangs framing her round face. Safa's reflex pinched the soft cheek of the padlock.

The image flickered, then thrust towards Edzar while biting his lips. Suddenly it invited the laughter of Dona, also Edzar who immediately chuckled slowly rubbed his nephew's hair. "Shame on him" said the man.

Safa smiled, looking at Citra again who glanced at her timidly. The girl hugged Edzar's waist, as if hiding from Safa's sight.

"Ed's Eve, why is there an Angel in Nek Nining's house?"

Everyone frowned at the girl's question.

"From?" ask Edzar.

Citra glanced at Safa who also looked astonished. Her little fingers slowly lifted. Kontan Safa pointed to herself as the finger of the puffer pointed at her.

"So pretty as a fairy.." she said slovenly. Sounds plain and adorable.

The Angel is now a fairy. Which one is right? Well, why Citra should say that. Safa, right, so it's flying.

Edzar raised an eyebrow, smiling proudly. For the first time in his life he seemed to want to boast about having a beautiful partner. It was Safa who was blushing. "So according to Citra, Aunt Safa is pretty?"

The girl nodded. Safa is becoming more confident. He touched one cheek while grimacing awkwardly. The image could be, it seemed like he had to give the girl a gift later.

Soon Reno came from the gazebo, seeing his wife and son had returned from the stall. "Tante Safa is indeed Bidadari Wawa, son," he chirped inviting attention. "Come, come with Papa. Tuh, Hasan from earlier nyariin, ngajak play."

Citra's forehead wrinkled, "Can it, Pa? Hasan's burung will still hurt to be cut," he said innocently.

Safa giggled amusedly, subconsciously she approached Edzar, holding back the laughter by hiding herself on the man's shoulder. Edzar turned his head, smilingly rubbing his girl's head at a glance. It did not escape the attention of the mother.

Their interactions seem real and natural. Now Dyah believes that they are indeed related as Edzar said. Her gaze decreased, looking at her matching second outfit.

He knows his motives. Of course, because he himself gave the cloth to Edzar. Indeed, he often gave his son a pair of cloths if there is a new motive in his shop, to make Edzar realize that he must immediately find a partner.

Unexpectedly after all the cloth that Dyah gave Edzar never used, now for the first time Dyah saw his eldest son wearing one of his gifts.

"Well, you can sit down and don't run. Yuk!" take Reno again to Citra, as well as answer her daughter's questions. He sent the code to Dona to pass from there.

Dona who understood immediately nodded. Threw a tiny shoulder Citra from the embrace of Edzar. "Come, Cit. The ice cream will melt if not eaten immediately. Eating in the gazebo, huh? He said he wanted to share it with his brother and cousin."

"Oh, yes! Imagery forgot, Mama. How much ice cream did we buy? About quite a no, huh?" the girl looked at the crackle in Dona's hand.

Dona winked a click of the tongue, "Aman.... Yuk?"

The image is spirited. Before that he looked up to Edzar. "Ed's laughter, tell Fairy Brother, Citra will ask for a photo together," he whispered in a clear voice.

Dona shook her head to find the silliness of her daughter. It must have come down from Reno, he thought. While Reno itself has been made amused itself.

"Say yourself, dong. You said it was the same Wawa?" cetus Edzar on Citra.

Imagery cheeks bulged, his head shaking firmly pretentious. "Partners don't have time for that. Currently Citra there are social activities that must be undertaken, namely sharing," he said in a slightly slurred tone. Safa is getting more and more anxious.

"Come, Mama. We're cuss for eskrim!" he exclaimed cheerfully, running ahead of Dona and Reno towards the gazebo where their families gathered.

The two lovebirds grimaced in embarrassment, then followed their daughter who is now jumping on the bridge. At first glance Safa thought it was a bouncing ball, she grimaced imagining a round body The mental image went into the fish pond below.

He's, his brain is absurd.

Safa shook her head at his strange thought. Now the three of them remain on the porch. Suddenly Safa awkwardly returned. The faithful Aunt Dyah was silent. Well, Safa has to behave like this is the story.

"T-aunty, want to eat?" tanya Safa was nervous. He desperately dared to open his voice.

Aunt Dyah shook her head, "I ate earlier. You guys please continue."

Safa grimaced in heart. Thoughtful Edzar looked back at him. The man smiled, looking back at his mother.

"Where did you end up?" Edzar asked, even though he knew about Reno.

"From the stall, nganter Citra snack."

"What time are you?"

Edzar thought for a moment, "It's like a unit clock. Not long, anyway."

Dyah nodded, "Yes already, continue eating it. Then meet my mother above. I want to talk to you."

After saying that Dyah left, leaving the two in a similarly sculpted state. Following his son and daughter-in-law to the gazebo which is currently crowded with the cheers of the Edzar family. I don't know what made them scream like that. What Safa thinks is that Edzar's mother looks cold to him.

Edzar, who understood Safa's tension, smiled, gently stroked the girl's back, led her back to sit down and continued eating.

"Sir papa. Mother was basically so, somewhat quiet and did not talk much. You're maklumin, huh?" Edzar gently sweeps Safa's fingers.

"Let's eat again? Uda's still hungry, huh." Edzar devoured his food with vigor.

Unfortunately, Safa's appetite is gone. He silently turned his head towards the gazebo, his heart throbbing looking at Mother Edzar who was laughing.

Is the woman really quiet? Very silent to the point of not giving her a smile. While he looks ordinary with others. Aunty Dyah is calm, Edzar said. But no matter what someone, he wouldn't be cold for no reason.

Safa gasped to feel something touch her lips. Kontan he turned, found Edzar thrusting a medium-sized meatball. "Eat, Ai," he said subtly.

Safa bit the small circle of meatballs. Edzar smiled, dipped the rest into a clear sauce that had been given a little sambal, then fed it again to Safa.

"Your favorite. Clear meatballs with chili sauce, no soy sauce and sauce."