The Beginning of a Dream

I'm Just His Shadow

Every face was seen drifting in his activity inside a towering building in the middle of the capital. No exception Reffan Satriya Bagaskara, the young CEO of the inn owner scattered in the archipelago.

The cold-looking handsome face is now inside his office in Jakarta. His face seemed to think hard, soon the meeting would begin and before the meeting he wanted to already have a formula to be decided.

A lot of things are changing now. Now he is no longer alone who is used to going anywhere as he pleases. There was a part of him left behind if he left. Especially if it is days, weeks or even reaches the number of months. Restless, when not looking directly at the face of the lover.

But the destination is different now. It is like opening a new place where there is no inn there. Kacantai beach makes it sure to set up the first inn not far from the beach. This is a collaborative project that engages entrepreneurs in the region.

"Sorry sir, I've been waiting in the meeting room." Bayu's voice resuscitated Reffan, bringing him back who had previously been swayed to think of Sapphira.

"Yes." Yeah." Reffan took a deep breath, then stood up leaving his room to where the meeting was held.

"We'll see if it's possible to set up a decent place for you." Inner Reffan who continues to imagine the face of Sapphira.

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Reffan was still alone in his room after the meeting. He still thinks about his wife if he asks her. Is Safira going to be okay later. Actually the worry of Reffan is excessive as well. Reffan may have forgotten Safira was an independent girl once. Either Reffan forgets or is too worried to make him upset himself.

Reffan grabbed his phone wanting to know what his wife was doing right now. Apparently there was a message from his wife who had not been opened during the meeting earlier.

I went to the supermarket with Hasna. Muaaacccchhh [emoticon kiss]

Reffan smiled, pressing a sign connecting the videocall call to his wife.

Safira smiled on the phone screen. Navi's blue hijab used to make Safira's face more shining.

S: Assalamu'alaikum mas

R: Wa'alaikumsalam darling. Find what?

S: Ingredients for making gold cake.

Q: What cake do you want?

S: There are. Just wanted to learn to make a mas. Later if it has succeeded, new mas can incip. What kind of cake do you like?

R: The sweet

Q: The cake is on average sweet

R: Which is there

Q: I like cakes that have fruit

R: One more

Q: What is mas?

R: The gemesin

Q: What cake is a mas? Children's birthday cake (Face of Safira shows she is thinking)

R: You're the cake

A: Ih...

Sapphira was already pouting while Reffan laughed at the expression of his wife. And Hasna who had just come bearing the weighed grapes could only wonder in the heart.

"Safira are you here?"

The sound that made Safira's heart almost stop. Not because of any feelings but because he was afraid of Reffan hearing the male voice greeting him.

Safira was about to turn off the sound button when she saw Reffan's laughing face immediately turned to look at her sharply.

"Review if you turn off voice or call. I'll come over there and punish you." Reffan's voice was slow but clear as Safira clasped the phone near her face. Safira gulps.

"You're here?" The man who was in front of him asked again because the one asked was just silent.

"Eh yes Sir... Mr. Damar." Safira was nervous for fear that Reffan misunderstood.

"How are you doing Safira?" Sapa Damar friendly

"Alhamdulillah good sir." Safira answered as briefly as possible.

"Your husband doesn't come?"

"I'm with my grandpa."

Damar smiled towards Hasna, Hasna just smiled faintly.

Sapphira prayed in her heart. Hopefully Damar does not talk because he also does not dare to turn off the phone from Reffan.

Damar smiled as he looked at Safira's face which clearly looked agitated.

"wait. I want to apologize." Damar stood in front of Sapphira.

Safira glanced at Damar's face then lowered her gaze.

"I'm sorry for all my previous attitude sorry I also said...." Damar hesitated to continue his sentence. He thought again whether it was necessary to tell Sapphira he touched her when Safira fainted.

Sapphira frowned thinking what Damar would say. Not only Sapphira, Reffan who was on the other side thought of Damar's broken words.

"Ah, I'm sorry for all your attitude, everything I did to you." Damar corrects his speech after deciding not to tell Sapphira if she ever touched him.

"Sama-sama sir. I also apologize for my mistake." Safira said with a bow.

"We can be friends, right? Um I mean at least say hello to each other when I meet." Damar smiled glanced at Hasna who had been looking at him sharply since.

"Yes sir." Safira answered.

"Your grandfather is still in college? It looks like you, huh?" Damar returned Hasna's gaze.

"My grandfather was a child, sir. Sorry excuse me." Safira immediately pulled Hasna's hand towards the cashier leaving Damar who was still looking at the backs of the two with a smile.

While queuing at the Safira cashier just remembered the Reffan call was still on.

S : Yes.. (Safira greets Reffan back)

R : Hmm. In two days I pick you up.

Q: Not a weekend?

R: No. Departure plan is advanced. We go to Surabaya first.

S: Yes, yes.

R: Be careful when you go home. Don't stop by anywhere!

S: Yes, yes.

R : Assalamu'alaikum.

S: Wa'alaikumsalam.

Whereas previously Reffan intended to leave Safira in Yogyakarta first, Reffan will visit him when he left. But the intention was to fly immediately when he heard Safira talking to a man, especially the man was Damar who lived in Yogyakarta.

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Two days later Reffan actually picked up Sapphira. He apologized and explained to Safira's family for picking her up early.

"I'm calmer if Safira comes with me well." Reffan told Salman's father.

"Yes, dad understands. Safira also seems to be more comfortable near you now." Said Salman's father wisely.

"Thank you, yeah."

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Reffan, Bayu, Safira and Tama go together on one flight. Tama is one of the Reffan trust staff who is currently in charge of resort projects.

The four of them left Surabaya. After air travel, they still had to travel quite a distance. The sun was already leaning west when they arrived at their destination.

The atmosphere of the beach makes fatigue less. The long journey seemed to be in vain because the painting of the Creator of the Universe immediately welcomed them.

"What do you think of this place, dear?" Reffan asked while clasping Safira's hand tightly.

"It's so beautiful. This is the most beautiful beach I've ever been to." Safira looked at the amazement of the waves chasing each other.

"Have you ever been to the beach before?"

"It was once in Yogya."

"It's just worth it." Reffan smilingly pinched Safira's nose.

From a distance, a group of people approached them. Sapphira's gaze immediately led to the most striking from a distance. A sexy woman who walked in with a big smile held a necklace of flowers.

"Welcome, Mr. Reffan. Thank you very much for the opportunity that Mr. Reffan gave for our cooperation." A man not far from Reffan shook Reffan's hand. The male Netra then glanced at giving the code to the woman who was still continuing to smile looking at Reffan.

"Welcome, Mr. Reffan." The woman advanced closer and closer to Reffan.

Reffan's hand pulled Sapphira's arm, which had been deflated in the chest.

"The flowerbed is better suited to my boss. I'm just his shadow." Reffan looked at his wife's instantly confused neutrals.