SAFAZAR (Pursuing the Love of Mr. Prosecutor)

SAFAZAR | CHAPTER 25

Seeing fragments of watermelon, melon, and his friends made Dava grimace in horror. Safa can be sure to use the technique of cutting meat when cutting fruits that should look fresh.

Different from Dava, Mr. Halim just chuckled amusedly. His head was lying to see the masterpiece of his beloved daughter which could be said to be creepy. The pieces of fruit were worse than children who had just learned to cook. Especially while many are destroyed, to produce red powder floating there.

“Dad. Shouldn't we judge something by its appearance?”

Seeing the face of Safa's spirit that receded as soon as a feeling of guilt appeared in Mr. Halim's heart. Gently the man smiled at his daughter before grabbing the spoon intending to taste the water pudding before her.

“True we can't see anything from his appearance. I'm sure this pudding made by Safa tastes..”.

Suddenly the dining room was so silent just as Mr. Halim stuffed a spoonful of pudding into his mouth. Mistress Halim frowned in her husband's pity, while Dava gulped waiting for the father's reaction to suddenly stop chewing.

“Which way, yummy, Dad?” Safa stared sparklingly without knowing what Mr. Halim was feeling at the moment. The man desperately held his mouth tightly shut, trying to smile amidst the strange taste that struck his sense of taste. His expression explained everything, but it only applied to two people, Dava and Madame Halim.

Safa thought Mr. Halim enjoyed it because there was no sign Mr. Halim would spit it out.

Not able to bear to see her husband who was silent, Madam Halim immediately gave water telling her husband to immediately swallow the food. With high curiosity the woman also tried pudding made by Safa.

Unlike Mr. Halim who laboriously swallowed it, Mrs Halim scooped the tissue back out the pudding in her mouth, grabbed a glass of water and drank it to the toilet. Madam Halim glared annoyed at Safa, she did not expect it to be this destructive.

His breathing was blown violently when he saw his son's innocent expression.

“Safa, how many buckets of salt are you in, huh? Want to make high blood?”

Dava frowned, fortunately he was not desperate to try. Safa's smile receded, she scratched her head nervously.

“Garam? Pudding must also use salt, yes?”

Mistress Halim growled in anxiety, making Bik Inem who had been there since when he was holding back a laugh.

“It seems that Non Safa is wrong to enter sugar, Madam. Aunty forgot not to give her name in the spice jar.”

Everyone was silent, except for Dava who could no longer hold back his laughter. He had expected his sister's ability to be so lousy in the kitchen. People who have just tried it will not be this severe, at least although the texture is not dense but the taste can still be swallowed.

Ting Tong's.

“Let me open, Mistress.”

Bik Inem rushed into the front room to see who was coming. Safa was still pouting lamenting her failure. Meanwhile Bik Inem returned to the dining room making everything turn his head.

Who would visit at a clock like this?

“Who, Bik?” ask Mr. Halim.

“That, Sir. Like our new neighbor, deh.”

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One looks uncomfortable, the other looks shiny. Madame Halim came out from the kitchen carrying a tray. Bik Inem himself was still busy cleaning up the kitchen, evacuating the mess that Safa made.

“Diminum first, son Edzar.”

Safa screeched hearing the delicate sound of her bunda. Imaging, he thought.

“Safa, why are you there? Sit here!” madam Halim half-whispered. Don't you? I just said too. Lady Halim glared at the shameless Safa sitting beside Edzar. Really a fat boy!

Her eyes turned to Edzar, Mistress Halim grimaced at the child's tense expression, making her turn to her son again and give a warning look. But what to say, Safa who stubbornly behaved indifferently and pretended not to see.

“You're the new neighbor?”

Edzar nodded politely, “True, Sir.”

Mr. Halim raised an eyebrow turning his eyes on his daughter. The public knows the boy is looking for attention. Seen from his eyes that never separated staring at the man beside him.

"Eh."

Edzar cleared his throat awkwardly. Unexpectedly his intention was just to return the dining box instead ended up sitting in the living room. Edzar only remembered the object after accidentally seeing it in the kitchen, before he forgot it was better to return it immediately.

Edzar thought Bik Yah immediately returned it after washing, but it turned out like in the beginning, the woman forgot. Edzar himself could not blame his home assistant, forgetting was human nature, upset was useless.

And now that Edzar's house assistant had fallen ill, because he was not a procrastinator, Edzar decided to give it back himself. Thank you directly.

But unfortunately, who knew he would even be trapped in the residence of Mr. Halim. Edzar forgot this house where the girl who recently showed interest in him.

“Then, I'm sorry to go home. Again thanks for the food.”

Edzar was about to stand up when suddenly Safa put her hand on his arm. Edzar's eyes were a little bully looking at the girl's actions, quite surprised Safa had the courage to touch her. Although Edzar knew Safa liked him, but before Safa was never this aggressive.

“Let Safa between.”

The atmosphere that from the beginning was surrounded by awkwardness is now increasingly uncomfortable. Obviously Edzar disagreed with the girl's idea.

“No need to bother. My home is not far.”

“Who said Om home away. Safa knows, really, our house is almost attached. Safa means inter to the terrace. Or ... Om hope Safa inter to room?” Safa flickers flirtatiously.

Mrs Halim was flabbergasted to see her daughter's behavior. He knew Safa was indeed odd to the opposite sex, especially the handsome-faced ones. But is he the only one who thinks Safa's words just sounded bi*nal? Gosh, it's actually whose genes are flowing in his body. Where did that shameless nature come from?

Mr. Halim cleared his throat loudly. The eyes that had been shining sharply were increasingly piercing displaying vigilance. His instincts as a father who loved the princess so much could not be hidden. That netra clearly showed a great sense of protection.

“Safa ...? Be polite, Son.”

That subtle rebuke was inversely proportional to the look of his stiffened face. Edzar who is accustomed to various types of people seems ordinary, tends to calm down not intimidated. It made Mr. Halim secretly feel upset until he involuntarily snorted.