SAFAZAR (Pursuing the Love of Mr. Prosecutor)

SAFAZAR | CHAPTER 189

Safa lowered her head, twisting her clothes with a frowning face. Occasionally glanced at Edzar who looked ordinary and calm. Surprisingly, he could still be flat once after their mischievous behavior was discovered.

After the commotion outside was over, Mr and Mrs Halim led the new husband and wife to her home. For what else if not the interrogation about Bu Tejo's remarks about those who often go up and down the balcony and meet secretly.

Actually Mrs Halim is forcing, Mr. Halim is not so concerned. The man looked ordinary, just like Edzar. Do all men indeed have the nature of being as calm as water when faced with problems? Or women who are too brave and like to overdo it?

"What did Bu Tejo say? You guys like to meet in secret and mojok in the room?"

Safa's lips are pursed. "Apaan, anyway, Mother. Our people are not doing anything. We got him on the balcony, all right. Not room. Yeah, isn't it A?" safa asked for approval.

Edzar looked at it for a moment, then sighed. "Ear in the room. But not for long," he said.

Safa glared, irritated by Edzar's honesty. What's wrong with lying a little.

"What's that, Safa?" Safa who was asked grimacedly glanced at her bunda. If Edzar had said he could do what? Avoiding it also feels free.

Madam Halim looked at her husband. "Dad hear it for himself? Turns out they're behind us. Good thing you're married!"

Mr. Halim nodded casually. "Yes, no, Bun. As Mother said, they are married. What else to blame? After all, now they are halal to do anything."

"What father, anyway? Usually Dad is the most flattering, you know, if Safa is stopped by a guy for a while. Why is it so ordinary now?"

Mr. Halim scratched his temple. The corner of his lips lifted into a ringing. "Edzar has bought you expensive fishing lures. Yes when Dad was angry," he chirped later.

Silent. Madam Halim and Safa looked dumbfounded at the statement. The two compactly turned to Edzar who now turned his eyes.

"What's? The fishing?"

Mr. Halim nodded.

"What is your time in Bandung?"

Again, Mr. Halim nodded. "The Hermes Mother used yesterday also from Edzar."

"Huk, uhuk." Edzar coughed, choking on the truth they had been hiding. Why should he open such a card.

"A Uda's. Really?"

Edzar grimaced while scratching his nose. His eyes glanced at Safa and Madame Halim alternately. Then he nodded in confirming.

Two men of different generations were made not warty. Circumstances turned around. Safa and Mrs Halim are now interrogating.

"So I'd bribe Dad for deketin Safa?"

Kontan Edzar. "You're not bribing Dad. Your own father asked for."

"Kok, so Dad," said Mr. Halim.

"Yes, that's right, isn't it? Dad also asked for my golf equipment."

"So you're not sincere."

"Ikhla. But since Dad's honest, yeah, I'm just adding to that."

"Don't you buy a new bike from Edzar?" Madam Halim spoke suddenly.

"Buy buy a motor?" Safa asked.

Madam Halim nodded. "Heem. Ducati anyway."

Safa looked at her father demanding an answer. Crazy, it turns out that her husband has been over-the-top? Well, it can't be abandoned. It's good that his future money is enjoyed without permission.

Mr. Halim grimaced. "If that's our twin. I bought it myself. He bought it himself."

"Really, A?"

Inevitably Edzar nodded. "Since when? How come Safa never knew A Uda had a motor?"

"I-it ... Before we get married. Uda didn't say because Dad said it was a secret. Let's get both motions."

Lady Halim hit her husband's arm. "Dad! Really want to ride a motorcycle! He said just for collection? How many times do you say do not ride the motorbike again. Daddy's head likes to get dizzy, right?"

Safa entered Edzar's house with her feet stomping. Edzar chased behind him with a worried look.

"Oh, the road is slow, honey. Careful. You're pregnant."

Safa turned. Kontan Edzar stopped. "Why, Ai?" Edzar stammered at Safa's sharp gaze.

"Where's the bike?" tanya Safa was fierce.

"There was. In garage. Why?"

Safa immediately walked to Edzar's garage. Locked up. "Open!"

"Yes, Ai. Uda open, really. Just dong, honey."

"Open!" tell Safa once again with bulging eyes. Although the fall is funny because of Safa's narrow eyes.

As much as possible Edzar withstood laughter. Poor thing, his wife already hard-earned looks fierce.

"Where do you want to open? You're blocking the sensor."

Safa turned her head for a moment at the garage door behind her. Then move to the side in confusion. Really ngutuh?

Edzar pulled out a remote and pressed it. Soon the garage door was lifted up. The first one to see is the Fortuner that Edzar used to wear. But Safa blinked when she saw two different cars.

"Do you have a Rubicon?" tanya Safa couldn't believe it. "BMW too?"

Edzar nodded his head. He went deeper, approaching the Ducati bike he bought a twin with the in-laws. Edzar also has several matic motorcycles such as NMax and Honda Vario. Then there's the Kawasaki Ninja as well. But Edzar said the more commonly used ones were Vario. Simpler he said.

"Why hasn't BMW ever been made? Cool know."

"That's too obvious when it comes to work. Rubicon sometimes wears it, anyway. But rarely. Even so Uda always routinely checks their eligibility."

"A Uda knows? Safa thought that A Uda was poor. Safa likes to think about buying something. And after seeing this, how come it's hot?" said annoyed.

Edzar chuckles. Embrace Safa, then put a kiss on the corner of her lips. "Just ask for what you want. Uda will try to love if you can."

"Really?" Safa looks up.

Edzar nodded. "Of course, hon. What do you want?"

Safa was silent for a moment. Edzar patiently waited while tidying up Safa's messy hair that had not been combed. He just remembered the woman had taken a shower when she left the house.

Plus had played jambak with mbak-mbak his son Pak RT. Then immediately dragged by Mrs Halim to her home. Of course Safa has not had time to comb her hair.

Remembering the commotion made Edzar growled again. Moreover, he found the skin of the upper arm of Safa blisters exposed to scratches. "Damn," he said unconsciously. His fingers gently rubbed against that smooth surface. "Did it hurt?" whispered.

Safa brushes receive Edzar's touch. "Slightly clean. But not papa, really. Safa has the cure. The scar also quickly disappeared."

"Thank God. If the marks don't go away soon, Uda will actually report the woman."

"So what do you want?" ask Edzar back to the main topic.

Safa's eyes were also flinched. Edzar began to worry that the woman would make love again. "Don't be weird. We just took a shower."

"Not strange, really. Safa just wanted to practice one of the styles in Hollywood movies." The woman climbed the hood of Rubicon Edzar and sat there.

Edzar's breath was made congested when Safa began straddling his legs. She's panicking. Closing the garage door automatically.

"Ai, don't be crazy. Comein. He said he wanted Mac and Cheese? It looks like the order has come."

Safa ignored. He shifted the interior, revealing a shiny slit that made Edzar breathless.

"Dad, eat first, honey." Edzar's voice sounded hoarse.

Safa grinned. She knew her husband was starting to get excited. "Before that, A Uda ate this first, yuk." The fingers rub slowly there. Opened the reddish folds that invited Edzar to eat it immediately.

Eventually Edzar gave up. He could never refuse Safa's request. The woman's temptation was too heavy. But Edzar likes it.