The Beginning of a Dream

Bobok Same Me Yes!

There was no stopping the smile on her lips. Safira is sitting on a bench by the window looking out at the green expanse that always looks beautiful to the person who spends his days in the city like himself. That is why Safira likes to ride the train because she can spoil her eyes with a beautiful view outside the glass that can not be enjoyed when boarding a plane. Yes, Safira and Reffan are now on the executive train to Yogyakarta.

Reffan could not resist the request of his wife who missed his parents, but he also wanted to spend time alone with Sapphira after Safira was no longer working. But for the sake of seeing the smile that continues to be beautiful on the face of Safira and also her in-laws must also miss her son who has not met since the wedding reception, Reffan relented.

"Darling why have you been looking out since?" Reffan clasped Sapphira's hand, and Sapphira looked smilingly at her husband's face.

"I love the view while riding the train. I've loved it since I was a kid." Sapphira threw her head into her husband's arm.

"Because of this you refused to board the plane and instead asked to take the train and now you're ignoring me." Reffan glanced at Safira's face, his head was indeed leaning on her arm but the net was still looking out the window.

Sapphira pinched her husband's arm, funny enough that Reffan's face was sulking.

"This one is." Sapphira was anxious her hand touching her husband's cheek.

Reffan immediately grabbed Safira's hand so as not to grope her face. Because his wife's touch can make her body stiffen and ask for more than that.

"Don't tease me, baby!" Reffan whispered into his wife's ear with a hunting breath.

Sapphira immediately pulled her hand, worried that her husband would act more on the train, her face immediately agitated to make Reffan hold back his laughter because he understood very well what was in his wife's mind.

Reffanpun so want to tease the restless face in front of him. Reffan drew his face closer, his nose almost sticking to Sapphira's cheek if Sapphira did not hold Reffan's chest with both palms.

"Mas, shame on mas." Safira grew agitated due to his desperate position.

"You started." Reffan answered lightly.

"I didn't mean that. Really!" Safira panicked now that her husband's hand was already hugging her waist.

Reffan completely gulped down his wife's cheeks with his nose, inhaling his favorite scent.

"Mas stop!" Sapphira pinched Reffan's waist making Reffan let go of his hand with a happy smile holding back a laugh.

"Later tonight." Reffan still steals a kiss on his wife's smooth cheek.

Safira smiled, a smile that contained meaning only she knew.

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"We'll eat first!" Reffan took his wife to eat first as soon as he set foot in Tugu station Yogyakarta. Earlier on the train Safira refused to eat because his stomach was still full.

"Yes mas, eat gudeg ya." Safira was very enthusiastic after getting off the train. After all they come without telling first, so it would be nice to fill the stomach before returning home.

The car from the Reffan hotel in Yogyakarta was waiting to pick them up. The driver was actually surprised because he was asked to pick up his boss at the station because he usually picked up his boss at the airport. Reffan is a person who does not like to waste time, but after being with Safira, spending time with Safira has become one of his priorities.

Reffan and Sapphira were eating the legendary gudeg, Safira gulped at the sight of crackle in her gudeg menu. He asked his seller to add a serving of fried sambal kreceknya. His eyes sparkled, his hands reaching for the spoon preparing to enjoy the dish that had been calling out to him. But suddenly the light in his eyes dimmed as Reffan's spoon picked up most of his crisped fried sambal.

Sapphira's face immediately changed like a child who was about to cry losing her toy.

"Yes..." Safira saw the fried chili sauce that moved to her husband's plate. "Why taken?"

"Don't mule a lot of your stomach." Reffan said lightly.

"It just goes spicy even if it's just the crack." Reffan even scoops the rice with krecek side dishes first. Sapphira looked at him with a parched face but Reffan instead increasingly enjoyed his chewing.

"Mas Reffan is heart." Gerrutu Sapphira.

Reffan drew closer to Sapphira's pouting face, "You want to enjoy from my lips?" His speech was light but managed to make Safira's face blush and immediately scooped up the food that was in front of her while looking down.

Reffan smiled holding back his laughter.

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Going home or rather coming home to parents has always been something to be missed. A sense that is always present on both sides, haru who suddenly swished showering the heart because no matter how big a child, for his parents he was still a favorite child who would be prepared for all his needs.

Sapphira forbade Reffan to tell his father and mother if he was going there. Safira wanted to surprise her presence with her husband and again Safira did not want her mother to bother welcoming them even Safira had bought a lot of food to eat together later tonight so that her mother could hug her while chatting without back and forth to the kitchen.

They were in front of Salman's father's house. Sapphira slowly opened her fence she intended to enter slowly to find her mother's whereabouts.

"Slowly down the road... Don't make a sound!" Safira walked slowly into the living room, her net scanned for the whereabouts of her mother and father.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat..." Reffan's voice startled his wife who was walking around.

Sapphira glanced at Reffan with a drawn look in annoyance.

"Come into that man's house greetings.." Reffan said flatly but in fact he held back the laughter that wanted to explode upon seeing his wife's irritated face. It's great today that Reffan seduces his wife.

"Wa'alaikum..." The sound of hurried footsteps drew closer to them.

"Well, yeah, it's Reffan's voice." Sofi's mother immediately rushed towards the two of them hugging Sapphira and Reffan at the same time, her neutrals glazed over the child and her daughter-in-law was in front of her.

While Sapphira who was still glancing at Reffan was upset, she even got a wink from her husband. A pair of netra Salman's father noticed Sapphira and Reffan's interaction then shook his head.

Bu Sofi took off her embrace. Then rub the stomach of Sapphira is still flat.

"Healthy nduk? How's my grandson doing?" Sofi hugged Safira again.

"Alhamdulillah be healthy ma'am." Reffan who answered then grabbed the hand of Salman's father regretted it.

"You go to the bathroom first and then take a break, I'll prepare food." Said Bu Sofi who still embraces Safira.

"No need ma'am, Safira had bought the food. We can eat together while chatting." Reffan said as he handed over a large bag of food.

"Thank you son. Take your husband to the dressing room first we'll talk again." Ms. Sofipun went to the kitchen with Salman's father to prepare the food that his son and daughter-in-law had brought with him while smiling happily.

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Hasna cheered and screamed as she came home to see her brother in the living room. Salman's father, Sofi's mother, Reffan and Sapphira were chatting there.

"Mr Fir...." Hasna ran then hugged her only sister unconcerned by her sister-in-law who was shocked by her shrill voice. "Mbak Fira is even more beautiful! Hello aunt's niece, keep healthy ya dear." Hasna stroked the stomach of her sister gently. Sapphira also gently rubbed the head of her beloved adek.

"Sir, it will be the same as me!"