SAFAZAR (Pursuing the Love of Mr. Prosecutor)

SAFAZAR | CHAPTER 196

It's not red anymore. But swollen. Safa sat down while looking at Edzar. His hands did not stop feeding the extra Sop Iga Sambel to the mouth of the husband who still did not want to talk.

Safa didn't want to ask either. Edzar was ashamed of being caught crying. Just look at his cool face.

Face can be flat. But the eyes are the same nose. Whether it's the snot effect of crying or because of the spiciness. Edzar's face was ordinary. Though in the heart of Safa did not stop grimacing worrying about her husband's stomach. Chili 50 grains. Is it hot and diarrhea?

Safa put the empty bowl on the table. Sop Iga is already toilet. He scooped up the tissue and wrapped around Edzar's lips. Don't forget his nose is wet with snot. Safa wanted to laugh actually. But he tried to appreciate Edzar's ego as a man.

Then he poured a glass of milk that previously asked to be made on Bik Yah. At first Edzar avoided. Apparently he didn't like the white liquid. But Safa insisted that Edzar drink it.

"Drink. It's good for neutralizing the spicy taste."

I don't want Edzar to take it. Drinking up to the toilet even though his throat seemed to be about to turn around because of nausea.

Safa smiled with satisfaction. He was really worried about Edzar's stomach. I hope nothing happens.

Understanding the discomfort Edzar felt on his tongue, Safa immediately gave him water to dissolve the sweet taste of milk that the husband did not like.

Then he tidied the empty bowl and glass up the tray. I plan to bring him back to the kitchen. But before that Safa is looking for AC remot. It looks like Edzar forgot or even deliberately did not turn it on. This room feels hot. Safa has been angry since. Especially Edzar who had eaten spicy.

After meeting, immediately he set the temperature until it feels right. Then he went back to the table to bring the tray. But as he passed by Edzar, suddenly the man held his arm.

Safa. Edzar's gaze was straight ahead, not glancing at him at all.

"Don't be like that anymore" he said which certainly makes Safa confused.

Edzar. Her swollen eyes now lead to Safa. "Every night. Don't ask me that again."

Safa. He understands now.

"You don't know how Uda fidgets when you ask that. You don't know how scared Uda is after you talk about death."

Edzar gulped. His eyes are back watering. And Safa knew that snot was not the effect of spiciness, but because Edzar tried to hold back the tears.

"A Uda ...."

"You don't know what it's like to love someone for a dozen years? You don't know what it's like to want the same person. Standing in the uncertainty of hope and prayer that is impossible to be granted by God."

"Year Uda is haunted by your shadow. Uda can't even open her heart to another woman. Since every Uda does, you come again and again in a dream."

"You wouldn't know how much Uda would have suffered without you, Ai."

"And you easily talk about such bad things. Obviously Uda is thinking a no-no. About you. About our son."

"Please. Don't talk weird anymore. Speech is prayer. Uda doesn't want to hear you talk about things like last night."

"understand?"

Safa nodded slowly. He felt guilty. Edzar was influenced by his question. He looked at Edzar's eyes, which were still fixed on him.

Carefully, the man pulled Safa's arm until it fell into the lap. Safa hesitated for a moment. "A Uda, Safa heavy. Is papa not like this?"

"Whatever you are, Uda will try to keep hugging you like this."

Safa hit the spoiled chest of her husband who had not since when to change profession to king of the dreadlocks. Although Safa knew Edzar was serious about his words. Still whatever made him flirt with Safa took it as a seduction.

Safa advanced the face, kissing Edzar's thick lips. Glamorize it for a while before smilingly fusing their noses together.

Edzar smiled back. Hugging his wife's waist. "Obviously it looks like Uda. He is a man. If it looks like you, we'll be afraid of our son being a member of the Boyband."

"What's that?"

"Because her face will tend to be pretty rather than handsome."

"Oh." Safa hit her husband's chest again. A second later, he straightened his head there. Feeling the vibrations of Edzar who is now laughing lightly.

"Oh yes. Safa curious. When we first met, why did A Uda act so cute as Safa? He said he liked it a long time ago?"

Safa blinked waiting for Edzar's answer.

The man breathed for a moment. Then open the voice. "Uda's time has to be pretty close-knit. While you just don't know Uda."

Ohh ... I, huh? Makes sense, anyway.

"Realistic only," continued Edzar. "In addition, Uda hesitates to approach because your words are the same mother in the supermarket. The one you said you wouldn't marry an old man. Of course Uda doesn't feel confident."

"Safa still doesn't want to say that. But yeah, that's it. What matters is that we're together now." Safa looked up, threw a smile while rubbing Edzar's jaw filled with jambang.

"A Uda hasn't shaved, has she?"

"Hm." Edzar murmured as he closed his eyes. Enjoy the touch of Safa. "Where do you prefer? Uda's shaving or not shaving?"

"That shaved. More neat and handsome."

Edzar nodded. "OKAY. I'll shave." Then he opened his eyes. "You want KFC chicken. Move, yuk?"

Safa glares. "Unfortunately Sop Iga does not make you full, huh?" Safa glanced at the bowl containing the leftover soup Edzar ate earlier. The size is good enough to eat 5 people.

"Eitherway. Uda's great eating desire has not been lost, other than no longer nausea."

Because Safa could not bear to nod. Finally after dzuhur they set out to hunt KFC chickens. As usual, Edzar asked for their clothes. I don't know why the man was so happy to buy a pair of clothes.

Especially since Safa was pregnant. Just know some of his clothes don't fit anymore.

Safa wear midi dress cringkle which is cool material. Black color matching with Edzar shirt. Safa also equipped it with a jeans jacket to be more matching with the pants of the husband. For shoes, yesterday Edzar just bought another pair.

Oh gosh. Come to think of it, since marriage Edzar ketengangikan hobby shopping. Even Safa is now lazy shopping. How can you go back, huh?

"Later after our child is born, we couple'an threesome," chirps Edzar break Safa's daydream.

He looked, then realized something. Nose sniffing.

"A Uda's wearing Safa perfume again, huh?"

Edzar turned his head for a while, then refocused on the steering wheel. "Yes" he replied casually.

"Why don't you have your own, anyway? Safa's got to be cepet abis."

"She likes your fragrance. Yeah, I did, anyway. And then I'll buy it again."

Aarrph ....

It's not a problem to buy anymore. But Edzar's a smelling chick. There is no masculine.