SAFAZAR (Pursuing the Love of Mr. Prosecutor)
SAFAZAR | CHAPTER 15
“Meow ..”
“Aduh ... Why else is this a cat, anyway? You ‘kan already ate, Meng ... What else do you want?” tanya Safa is lethargic. He's tired, sleepy, wants to sleep.
The effect of early morning sleep is like this, the body is weak. But the Molly who knows, the song cat always makes trouble if left behind.
From the start of the urn, the tug of curtains, even the bottle of Essence Safa follow the victim. Really ask to be drowned.
“Pattern, Non ... His name is also a cat again mengumpul, want to play continue,” said Bik Inem when he saw Safa angry. Gado-gado mixed sundanese language.
Play, anyway play, but do not need to mergerusakin goods. The cat has no morals. Safa ‘kan so can not sleep because it has to ngawasin the Meong.
Her name is cute, Molly. But his face was like a lion. If the road likes pretty ass, denggang-lenggokin. Dikira Safa would envy what the same hairy ass.
But look, now he's just frolicking about whatever. Molly doesn't sleep that way, does she keep playing? Safa so feel again take care of toddlers who are active.
From start eating, drinking milk, nemenin main, jaga .. gini very fate jomlowati. Mending that training with do’i.
Lah, boro-boro training, do’s just don't have. Edzar is still in the grey zone. Safa what to do, try?
“E-eh .. don't scratch it, a little bit of your claw marks are ugly stuck there!”
As if to understand her ugly lotus, Molly glanced towards Safa who lifted her body. Molly squirms to be taken down.
“Awas you if naughty, Safa will tie you at the foot of the table!” point Safa towards the dressing table.
Molly just glared no matter what, the cat poked past Safa who stomped in annoyance.
Dava when to come home, anyway? I don't know if his son is too much.
Tin!
The sound of the car horn makes Safa sting. His head looked towards the window and found Mr. Iwan and Mrs Halim who had just returned home. Must be the mother asked to pick up Mr. Iwan at the hospital.
“Syuut .. You wait here. Watch out, don't break anything!”
Stupid, did Molly understand what you were saying?
Yeah, so how's dong?
What while Safa just ties it, huh? Not a thing this time, just a minute. Safa opened the drawer taking the cloth belt on the grounds that the texture is smooth and does not hurt. Gini-gini Safa has a conscience.
Finished with Molly, Safa rushed out down the stairs when she saw Lady Halim entering the house. The mother of two children had replaced her dangerous dress with a home dress, definitely bought new.
“Mother is home, where's Dad?” Safa dyed not to find Mr. Halim.
Madam Halim threw her body on the sofa, tired curls clearly visible on her face. “Daddy same Dava went straight to the office this morning. Mother nemenin Lalisa in the hospital because the child's kasian was alone.”
Safa mangosteen, “Oh. So, what is Om Rama and Aunt Evi now?”
“Alhamdulillah .. only broken bones.”
Safa looked at her strange bundle, “Kok, Alhamdulillah, anyway? Broken bones also hurt tau, Bun.”
Mrs Halim clucked, “Ya at least not to the crack of the head. Still safe, I was. No need to be amputated too.”
Astaghfirullah ... Safa can elus chest. It is up to the mother to think what. It could be a century if the debate with Mrs Halim. Today Safa is tired, the effects of lack of sleep plus the care of baby cats.
“Saf, meatballs pesen, gih. Mother wants a seger-seger.”
Safa cringing, “Delay all Safa?”
Mrs Halim clucked, “Don't start, deh. Sin of mulu.”
“Buy DO, Bun?”
Mrs Halim wagged, “As much as you want DO or go directly to the store. Anyway abis Bunda bath should already exist,” he said as he rose from the sofa.
Safa throbbed to see her mother climb the stairs. Seeing the looks of tired Safa so not bear. After all, gini lunches eat meatballs, which Safa can refuse.
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Clear meatballs with sambal sauce are the best. The savory taste of the broth mixed with the sharpness of cayenne managed to bring back the spirit of Safa.
So does Mrs Halim who looks greedy eating the contents of her bowl. I don't eat all day.
“Mother spasticity, yes?”
Viva ...
Mrs Halim sipped the meatball sauce deliciously. “Ahh .. very fresh. Dizziness mother nyium smell of drugs like.”
Safa's forehead wrinkled, “If the smell why maksa nginep?”
Madam Halim rolled her eyes. “Udah, don't ask much. Later you will also understand if you have a child who already wants to marry.”
Safa pursed her lips indifferently, she again fought with the meatballs in her half-living bowl. Every now and then Safa opens the phone looking through the instagram page.
There is Kamila who just posted her activities on campus. Soon Safa typed in the comments column.
@Safana_Halim Asik ....
Kamila instantly replied, it seems like she is being active.
@Kamila_mil Asik ... Hence, hayu follow ...
Safa knew Kamila's intentions, indirectly the girl took her to college, as she had already. But Safa remains in her position to be unemployed.
It was enough until High School alone he was always bothered with the task, Safa did not want to add to the burden of the mind anymore. Watching Drakor while eating pop corn.
Turning away from Kamila, suddenly his finger stopped on one of the posts. A photo of the runway by Akmal_Reza account. Remember Akmal? Someone Kamila told me about.
The caption reads 'Welcome Indonesia' it was a flood of likes and comments.
No wonder, the former prince of that class is indeed popular and many fans. The post was from a few days ago, it seemed like about 5 days before Kamila told.
Leaving Akmal's post, Safa suddenly remembered Edzar. Does that guy have an ig? Safa hit the search field and typed Edzar's name.
Many names make Safa confused. He opened one account after another named Edzar, but there was no Safa to find who really Edzar.
Then Safa typed the man's long name and the result .. zonk!
Does Edzar have Instagram?
Haish.
Safa bites a large circle of meatballs with a fork. His eyes are still focused on surfing. Suddenly a DM came in.
Actually a lot of messages that come in a day, but most do not ignore Safa. At first glance the name in the pop up made Safa curious, she finally opened it and it was true that it was from Akmal.
Akmal_Reza: Hi ...
Write the man complete with a wave of hands.
Safa's forehead shriveled. What'd that guy want?
