The Beginning of a Dream

Guests Not Invited

Safira froze looking at the human in front of him. "How can Bagas be here? and why be here at a time like this. Oh my God, what should I say." All the words felt heavy to say, even his own saliva felt heavy to swallow.

"Safira, where are you going? did you welcome my arrival?" as always Bagas was shameless.

"Sir Bagas, why are you here?" sapphira's voice was worried about the people inside hearing her conversation with Bagas.

"I am a guest of Safira, why do you welcome me..." Bagas' words were cut off when a man had just walked out of the house and was now behind Safira.

"Safira, who is he?" Bagas' voice had turned cold. Bagas knew Safira had no brothers. So this man is definitely not his core family.

Sapphira looked back, found Reffan was standing straight staring at Bagas.

"Sir Reffan.." Sapphira's voice was already choked. How confused Sapphira stood between two men who stared at each other intently. Safira never expected this to happen in her home.

"Include me Reffan, Sapphira's future husband." Reffan drew closer towards Bagas extending his right hand.

Not only Bagas who was surprised, Sapphire was surprised to hear Reffan dare to say it casually. Doesn't he seem to have thrown a bomb that will soon explode.

"Please God, there is no commotion in my parents' house. I beg you." Sapphira closed her eyes praying in her heart and tried to gather energy to speak.

"Safira..." Bagas. Sapphira knew Bagas was asking for an explanation from her.

"Sir Bagas this.." Sapphira's voice cut off Reffan.

"As I said earlier, Safira's future husband." Reffan pulled out his hand that was not welcomed by Bagas.

"What is Sapphira. You didn't even give me a chance to get close to you. I'm patiently waiting for you, I think there's still a chance for me. But in fact for months I approached you, you didn't even give me a chance. And now you have a husband. Since when is Safira?" Nanar Bagas looked at Safira.

"That morning." Reffan casually replied.

"There was a guest. Why not be told to sit down Sapphira." Sofi's mother had been standing not far from Reffan after hearing the conversation of three people on the terrace. After all the people in the living room would very clearly hear their conversation.

The arrival of Bu Sofi inevitably made the atmosphere so cold slightly melt.

"Sorry Mr. Bagas, please sit." Sapphira invited Bagas to sit on the terrace chair.

Bu Sofi approached Bagas, "Sir Bagas his friend Safira huh? Let's sit down please."

"Ah yes Ma'am, I am a friend of Safira. No need ma'am, I just briefly seemed like Safira was the arrival of an important guest. Excuse me." Bagas took Bu Sofi's hand, shook it and then turned around to leave the residence of Safira, the woman he adored but could not reach.

Safira could only stare at Bagas back which then disappeared. His eyes were teary, however, Sapphira did not want to hurt anyone's feelings even though there was never a taste that perched in her heart for Bagas. And Sapphira knew, because of her Bagas had to experience a heartache that would either end when.

"Yes, Mom." Reffan smiled, put his foot in first.

Reffan was already sitting in his place, followed by Bu Sofi and Sapphira. For a moment the people in the room looked at Sapphira and Reffan alternately. Sapphira only lowered her gaze, while Reffan stared dislikefully at Sapphira's face which implied sadness. Reffan did not like Sapphira to pay attention to other men let alone the sadness on his father's face was clearly visible.

"Alright, we'd better get back to today's show." The words of Reffan break the ambush silence. Reffan glanced at his papa hoping his papa would say something soon.

"Salman and his family, coming here, intend to propose to my son's daughter Safira to be the wife of my son Reffan Satriya Bagaskara." Said papa Rendra who managed to make all the attention focused on him.

"Previously my family and I would like to thank Mr. Rendra's family for his presence in our modest home. It is an honor to host Mr. Rendra and his family. Regarding the proposal to our daughter Safira Nadhifa Almaira, our daughter has submitted her answer to me, her biological father. So by saying Bismil was born, I received a proposal from Reffan Satriya Bagaskara to marry our daughter Safira Nadhifa Almaira. May Allah bless him and carry out all his affairs in the future. Aamiin's.."

"Aami... Thank God." said everyone present almost at the same time and smiled. Except Sapphira who kept her head down squeezed her hand.

"Alright, because the application has been officially accepted. Then we should discuss the wedding." Mr. Rendra again said to represent his family.

"Well, the sense of Reffan and Safira's wedding will be done faster, at least the marriage contract first and then the big reception can follow." Now that Mama Raisa spoke up, honestly Mama Raisa was a little anxious with the presence of Bagas earlier, everyone in the room could easily know how Bagas felt about Safira. So the mother of Raisa thought to quickly bind Reffan and Sapphira in marriage.

"Reffan agreed ma, Reffan will marry Safira one week away" said Reffan who of course must be in line with his beloved mother.

"One more week." This time the surprised Sapphira then raised her head to look at Reffan. His grief turned into shock which made his heart work harder pumping blood faster. Debaran in Safira's chest overcame all her current feelings.

"Yes Safira, isn't it better to rush the marriage. You've agreed to my proposal, so I don't think it matters with the timing." Reffan spoke softly while smilingly looking at Safira.

"How about Mr Salman?" now papa Rendra asked for the opinion of Mr. Salman his candidate.

"Although somewhat surprising but I do not mind the wedding time that Reffan proposed earlier. It is better for you to immediately formalize your marriage, to avoid slander that can occur. Nak Reffan and Safira, sometimes after the application is approved will appear various exams either about feelings and unexpected events that occur. So you two and us as a family should draw closer to God so that God can calm our hearts and understand what we are doing."

"Yes sir, thank you for your advice." Reffan smilingly looked at his future in-laws then looked at Sapphira who was also looking at him. But Safira hurriedly lowered her gaze.

"Well if Mr. Salman's family has agreed with the time we put forward. So now we will discuss where the marriage contract is carried out." Mama Raisa is most visibly excited in the marriage of Reffan and Sapphira.

"We think the marriage contract is carried out in Surabaya only because at our family ID card domiciled there to facilitate the administration considering the time soon."

"We agree with Mr. Salman. The marriage contract will be held next Sunday in Surabaya then a large reception will be held two weeks later in Jakarta considering our domicile in Jakarta so that it will be easier for the invitees from our side to attend the wedding reception. Is there a need for a reception here too, Mr Salman?" Mr. Rendra concluded the results of the discussion of the marriage of Reffan and Sapphira.

"We think there is no need for a reception in Yogya Pak, a reception or thanksgiving can be held in Surabaya only after the marriage contract. In Yogya we will hold a lecture and just give thanks to invite residents around the house." Mr. Salman has the answer.

"Alright, mom's happy to have a deal. Reffan and Safira take it easy, mama will take care of your wedding preparations with Bu Sofi. You guys just have to prepare yourself." Mama Raisa smiled looking at Reffan and Sapphira alternately. "Reffan later you arrange so that Safira can get pre-wedding treatment at your hotel in Surabaya. Sapphira...."

"Ehem..." Papa Rendra had cleared his throat to cut off his wife's conversation which if left unchecked would embarrass his future son-in-law, because he saw Safira's face was getting lowered into a boiled crab.