SAFAZAR (Pursuing the Love of Mr. Prosecutor)

THE BONUS CHAPTER 2

It was hard for Edzar for almost a week. His feelings were swayed by fear. Safa was unconscious from the coma. The doctor said his condition was much more normal.

The good news is that Edzar can come in and see his wife. He also often interacts with their babies placed in the next room.

The only thing that was pleasant and could make her heart calm a little was when Safa breastfed their son. Ibrahimian.

"Edzar, what about the akikah event and the shave of your child? It can't be done, right?" His mother asked on another occasion.

And Edzar could only remain silent unable to answer. He could not do it without Safa.

"When are you going to wake up? Uda misses, dear. Are you seeking revenge because Uda lied to you? Is this a punishment for having Uda in a selfish way?" Edzar touched Safa's hand. Grasping and rubbing his fingers smoothly.

"awake. We need you" he whispered again.

There was a small cry from the son he was carrying. Edzar. Smiling lightly kissed the tip of her tiny nose.

"Make Mami wake up. Say, don't sleep long."

The baby squirmed small. His mouth moved as if he were breastfeeding. Edzar chuckled, but the corners of his eyes were watering. He hugged his son. Dunking the face on the round body wrapped in the building.

Shoulders vibrate. Edzar cried without a sound. Again the defense collapsed. He could not resist such a great fear.

Edzar raised his head. "Sorry, Honey. Papi cengen." He wiped the tears that thankfully were not so wet in his son's stomach.

Ibra wriggling. I whine and start crying. "Do you want mimi?" tanyanya patted Ibrahim's butt.

He glanced at the stifled Safa. He rubbed the cheek and gave her a slight kiss.

"Ai, Uda knows you heard us. Uda will continue to wait for you until you wake up, dear," he said as he opened one by one Safa pajama buttons.

Then issue next to pa*yu*danya which turned out to have seeped issued ASI.

Glug.

Edzar gulped. He shook. No, this is not the time to think about biological needs.

He laid Ibra's little body on Safa's chest. Previously he had managed to adjust the height of the back of the bed according to what the doctor taught. Perhaps due to instinct, Ibra's mouth immediately searched when her cheeks touched the surface of her mother's skin.

Edzar chuckles. He directed the source of ASI Safa into the mouth of his son who was immediately welcomed by the baby boy who was only 6 days old.

His eyes blinked. Just for a moment, because after that he was again closed.

Edzar stared at all of that in the shade. Heart warms. This scene would be more pleasant if Safa were conscious.

He rubbed Ibra's head while continuing to support his tiny body wrapped in buildings. Just a cocoon, he thought. Occasionally his index finger stroked the cheek to the temple of the son. So soft. The reddish skin often makes Edzar anxious to touch it.

It looks like Ibra did go down the white Safa skin tone. His eyes are also a bit minimalist. But his smile even more like his omanya, Mother Halim.

Edzar only got to his body. Because most likely Ibra will have a height like him. Mother said, the strokes found on the ankle of a baby indicate the child will grow tall.

I don't know. Edzar has not confirmed the theory to the doctor. We'll see until the next few years. Want to look like anyone, the most important thing for Edzar is healthy and normal.

Edzar moved Ibra's body into the baby box in the next room. The little guy's done nursing. Then he returned to Safa's room to justify his wife's clothes.

But the sight of Safa's bare chest made her curious. Moreover, the white liquid was slightly dripping from his pu*ting. Maybe the rest of Ibra.

At first Edzar wanted to wipe it with a tissue. But whether the wind what makes it advance the face, look at it for a while, then stick out the tongue, clean the rest of the ASI by licking it.

He sipped the surface of the peak a little. Because of fear of obscurity, Edzar immediately distanced the face and spring buttoned the patient's shirt Safa until closed perfectly.

His breath was long. His eyes fixed looking at the wife who still remains beautiful after giving birth. Although his face was very pias though, Safa did not lose her charm.

"You can look sexy under these circumstances" Edzar murmured indistinctly.

He kissed Safa's old forehead. Then get up and tidy up the blanket to cover the chest.

"So, you're out for a second, huh? Want to pray duha," he continued stroking the wife's hair.

Then get out, close the door slowly and quickly go looking for Mushola.

.............

"Son Edzar, how about our Ibra hair shaving event? Tomorrow is seven days after his birth. It was done."

"But Mommy, Safa isn't she conscious yet? How could we do without his presence? Her mother. Would it not be too cruel to hold an event like this without involving it?"

"This is sunna, not obligatory. Edzar has decided that he will only hold the akikah after Safa realized."

Madam Halim sighed, if her daughter-in-law had said that she could what. He looked up at Edzar. "If Safa doesn't wake up again what?"

Edzar. "What does Mother mean? Why do you talk like that?" The tone is a little high.

He really did not expect his in-laws to be able to say as they were just now. Madam Halim is the Mother of Safa.

"Mother just try to be realistic. If bad things happen -"

"Nothing will happen to Safa" Edzar's sergeant in a low, sharp voice.

Suddenly, he lost respect for his father-in-law. He stood up, and walked without a word. However, he had previously bowed to show that he still had respect for the woman.

Edzar thought the matter would be finished up there. But in fact it's not.

The next day he managed to be upset and surprised by the words of his mother who said akikah and Ibra shave still carried out. Without Safa.

Obviously Edzar is not playing. Who here is entitled to his son? Why are they acting so arbitrarily?

"Mom! Is Mom crazy? As Edzar said, Edzar would not give thanks without Safa!" His patience is over.

"What is Edzar's word still unclear? We're not gonna"

"Oeek ... Oeek ..."

Instantly his speech was stuck on the tip of the tongue. Breath choked. "Mom, who's the baby?" ask Edzar was-was.

The mother did not answer, but Edzar was sure one hundred percent he recognized the sound of crying.

"Mom, don't fuck around. Edzar. Why are you so pushy? Return Ibra to the hospital now. She still has to suckle on her Mama!"

"Edzar, we've bought the goats. It's a pity that it's not slaughtered."

After saying that, Ms. Dyah hung up the phone. Edzar groaned in frustration at their madness.

What say? So all this just because of goats?

God fucking.

Edzar could not remain silent. He took the car keys on the table. Then come out in haste.

Doni who accidentally passed by was about to go to his room was suddenly asked. "Lho, Sir. Where are you going?"

Edzar did not answer. Just walking past the dumbfounded Doni.

"Sir! You just finished your vacation! Time to be absent again?"