The Beginning of a Dream

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When you're angry at your mother

Remember when she felt the pain of giving birth to you

When you're upset with your mother

Remember he is watching to just suckle you

When you're ashamed of your mother

Remember how he was never ashamed to admit you even though your behavior embarrassed him

If your mother makes a mistake

Remember that his ocean-wide apologies face the delinquency of your childhood

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Reffan again shook Sapphira's body, Sapphira's pale face made her shout making a rowdy maternity room.

"Sir, calm down." The nurse who was still in the room tried to stop Reffan who was like a lost mind.

The doctor who was in and out went back to the delivery room.

"Wake Safira!" Reffan still kept calling his wife's name.

"Sir Reffan is calm first. Safira's just fainted." The doctor said after checking on Safira's condition.

"What doc?" Reffan just woke up. The appearance of Safira's chest moving up and down indicates that Sapphira was still breathing.

"Bu Safira just fainted sir. Wake up soon." The doctor smiled

"Why is his face so pale?" Reffan kept looking at his wife's face.

Bu Safira was exhausted and deficient in intake. A few hours of waiting for labor plus the birth process drains his energy. After eating and drinking if you are aware later, the condition will recover.

"My wife's right is okay Doc?" Reffan still convinced himself, the worry still enveloped him.

"real sir. After this we will move to the treatment room. If you're still not aware we'll give you intravenous fluids." The doctor gave orders.

Reffan breathes relief. Several nurses came to move Safira to the treatment room.

After the doctor came out.

"You're making your mama hang!" Mama Raisa hits Reffan's shoulder.

Reffan rubbed his shoulders. "Oh ma!"

"Make people panic! You should check first. Even the screaming comes first." Mama Raisa hits Reffan's arm again.

"I was panicking ma, Safira was unconscious, her face was also pale. My mind's been everywhere." Reffan defended himself.

"Deehhhh.." Mama Raisa pinches Reffan's waist.

"Oh ma." Reffan rubbed his mother's former pinch.

"Racaine! Mama was gonna faint." Mama Raisa is still giving her baby a pinch on her arm.

Sapphira's voice stopped the mother Raisa's actions to persecute her son.

"Darling!" Reffan immediately approached to the side of the gurney. "Away awake?"

"Bag.." Safira's voice sounded very slow.

"You drink first." Reffan helped Sapphira drink milk from a straw. "Now you eat first let's not lemes."

Safira nodded, chewing every mouthful from her husband.

"Mama get out first, baby. Papa was waiting at the mushola." Sela Mama Raisa's

"Yes ma." Answer Reffan

"Let's bring some food so you can think clearly." Mama Raisa's lyrics are sharp towards Reffan then close towards Reffan whispering, "What does Sapphira have in debt?"

"Mama hunt. Later papa pity waiting for mama later." Reffan pushed his mother's body out of his business for a long time.

After the mother and child are away...

"Mom don't discuss Safira's debt anymore because this can only be paid specifically for Safira to me." Reffan glanced one eye at his mother.

For a moment, Mama Raisa seemed to think and realized the meaning of her son.

Now it was Raisa's mom who was smiling. "Whatever you are. Happy fasting!" Mama Raisa's been laughing away from Reffan.

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By morning Sapphira wanted to get down from the gurney. Reffan who was sitting next to Safira saw his phone immediately standing up. Tadi Reffan saw the company's report email from Bayu.

"Where are you going?" Reffan was still worried about his wife who had fainted.

"I'm gonna take a bath. It doesn't feel good for my body." Sapphira was already standing with Reffan grasping her arm.

"I help you." Reffan was about to lead Sapphira.

"I don't have to be alone." Sapphira avoided Reffan who would lead her.

After giving birth, Safira's blood pressure dropped.

"Don't mas!"

"Why? Still shy? There's been our son anyway, which part of your body haven't I seen?" Reffan lifted Sapphira's chin to look at her face.

"My body is ugly now." Sapphira said, but Reffan could still hear it clearly.

"Astaghfirullah darling. How can you think of that anyway? I was like crazy when you fainted. I've ruined your body." Reffan kisses Sapphira's lips. "Don't say that again!"

Reffan had reached for a bag of Safira's change of clothes to go to the bathroom with his wife.

"Yes..." Safira held back her steps.

"Otherwise? Want to be bathed, right? Or take a shower together?" Reffan was anxious himself to see the timid Sapphira.

"There's still blood coming out. Not disgusted?"

"Good, how could I have been. You are late ah." Reffan had already carried his wife into the bathroom.

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"Not papa?" Reffan was still sitting there helping his wife take a bath. "Mas doesn't need to go to the bathroom. I can be alone, even if I'm dizzy I'll sit." Now Sapphira was worried to see her husband.

Reffan staggered to see blood still coming out of the birth canal. Not out of disgust but imagining what his wife felt.

Reffan climbed into his wife's bed. Already positioning his body beside his wife made Sapphira slightly shift.

"What do you want?" Safira instantly mode alert the memory of what Reffan did used to suddenly appear.

"Are you asking for diapain?" Reffan smiled mischievously.

"Don't be weird. Can't!"

"I just want to sleep hugging you. I'm sleepy." Reffan closed his eyes with a hand that hugged his wife. "Thank you for sacrificing for me and my son. Sleep with me you also need to rest before the nurse delivers our baby here."

Reffan closed his eyes with a hug that was getting tighter, making Sapphira who felt the warmth of her husband come to sleep in the dream.

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"Rafka wait..!"

Rafka immediately ran out when the car stopped when his papa still did not find an empty parking lot.

Rafka ran away from her parents' car.

"Hey. Don't bother him!" Apparently Rafka saw a girl about five years old who was chasing a ball with several boys in their ten years.

"Little children don't interfere." Say one of them.

"Grope his toes. Turn your hand and point it at the heart." Her mother's voice was ringing in her head.

"Let's..."

"Ouch.."

The two children who were disturbing were already slumped backwards. When it was about to stand up and reply Rafka, the parents of the girl came. And from the other direction her mother who was carrying a toddler also came.

"Mama Papa.." the little girl Rafka helped ran to hug her parents. He also told me about the incident earlier. The three of them are actually on vacation to Jakarta and are currently taking a walk to one of its city parks.

"Rafka, aren't you papa? Don't repeat it again! Mama was worried about seeing you." Sapphira knelt in front of her son. "Mama taught you martial arts to defend yourself not to fight."

"And my mother also said, we must help people who need help. The girl was bullied to the point of crying." Rafka kisses a female relative in her four-year-old mother's arms. The little girl smiled happily getting a kiss on the cheek from her brother.

"Safira!" A pair of parents of a little girl who helped Rafka approached him.

"Ira. Mr. Bagas." Safira was surprised to see who the parents her son had helped.

"Ah, it was your son who helped Zakia earlier." Bagas rubbed Rafka's head.

"Thank you, champ." Now Bagas gently patted Rafka's shoulder.

"Zakia, let's say thank you to Rafka's brother." Ira whispered to her son.

"Five kaci." Zakia's voice sounded really cute.

"Either. Don't go far by yourself! You're still a danger boy!" Rafka said wisely.

While the three adults just grinned at hearing it.

"You're also seven years old Rafka can't go far from mom and dad." Reffan lifted Rafka's body up high then lowered it and tickled her. Making Rafka laugh in his papa arms. "Papa will tickle you all day if you leave papa and mama again."

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