The Beginning of a Dream

Meet Bagas

The day was getting late, the weapon began to show its tinge in the sky that was previously blue. Hasna still whining to her brother to be willing to obey her wishes, she wanted to ride a pancal car or a car bike decorated with colorful lights in the square, but Safira was reluctant to ride it. Still in the courtyard of the mosque after the magrib prayer, Hasna tugged at Safira's arm whining like a child to her mother.

"You are yes, he said earlier if you want to go home no papa. Now I'm whining like a little kid, 'cause Hasna's age!" Sapphira still refused to grant her brother's wish.

"Come mbak. Once round. Ma'am would have married the same mas Reffan, later would rarely walk again the same I am." Hasna was still tugging at Sapphira's arm.

"Why should the car bike anyway, we walk to another place ajalah. Yea?" Safira. Actually Safira was lazy to pedal, his feet were tired all day. And one more he is embarrassed if later not one round he is not strong pedaling.

Reffan who felt his name was called Hasna finally showed himself.

"Sama mas Reffan and Raffi aja yes dec Hasna. How's it? Later Hasna's deck so it's not difficult to even realize there's both of us."

"Don't want Fira not coming. Come on, mbak." Come on." Hasna tugged at Sapphira's arm.

Reffan and Raffi smiled amusedly at the behavior of the older brother who pulled the arm.

"Yes yes ah, have pulled the hijab mbak ketarik also nih." Hasna hugged Sapphira tightly. Safira hugged her brother back.

Reffan and Raffi smiled at the sight of brother adek who loved each other. It is true that Sapphira was cold to men only, but she was very affectionate to her family and fellow women. That's what Reffan and Raffi concluded when they saw Safira and Hasna.

Hasna laughed happily sitting on the back bench of the car bike with Safira. Safira did not protest when Reffan and Raffi sat on the front bench, because in fact he was lazy to pedal. So with the two of them Safira and Hasna can laze and take pictures.

Having satisfied his wish granted now Hasna invites her brother to eat bakmi godog. Not caring for two tired people paddling because Hasna asked to add up to three rounds. Safira could not help but smile at the expressions of the two men behind Hasna.

"Mas, we should have supported Sapphira instead of Hasna. This must be the reason why Sapphira was reluctant to ride it." Raffi grimaced whispering to Reffan when he saw Safira's smile. While Reffan only nodded in agreement with his adek opinion while looking at Sapphira's smile.

"After this we go home on deck. It's night." It's night." Said Safira after ordering bakmi godog and warm drinks for four people.

"He em." Hasna bearded with a smile clearly visible face happy.

Before long their order came quickly they finished the food in front of him because their stomachs had been noisy since earlier asking to be filled.

Reffan drove Safira and Hasna in his car. Raffi brought Safira's car. They met and separated in front of the house. Because it was night, Reffan and Raffi did not stop by Safira's parents' house.

Tiring but happy day. Tomorrow afternoon Safira will return to Surabaya, working as usual. But will everything be as usual. What will happen when he meets Bagas later. Sapphira inhaled a deep breath holding it for a while then exhaled slowly trying to master the worry within her. He hoped that everything would be fine, because he really did not want to hurt anyone.

Safira stepped her feet hesitantly up the steps of her office. In his hand there is a recipe of bakpia various flavors only the taste of cheese is the most because Ira his best friend really likes bakpia cheese. Just as he entered feeling the chill being blown from the AC, his hand had already been pulled by someone.

"Safira.explain to me what happened in Yogya. Do you really have a husband?" Ira's voice was slow but full of emphasis.

"What Bagas..." The voice of Safira was immediately cut off by her best friend.

"Bagas came to where I was taking me to meet, his appearance was very chaotic. He asked me if you were getting married?"

Safira. His mind was thinking about Bagas.

"You didn't even say anything about your future husband and marriage to me, Sapphira." Ira's lips pursed a sharp look at Sapphira.

"Sorry, but everything is so fast. Last Saturday my proposal and next week I'm getting married to Ira."

"What?" Ira was shocked to hear the words of her best friend. "So you came home yesterday because of this? Why don't you ever tell me the hell Fir?"

"I'm sorry that I wasn't sure before either."

"Then Bagas, how could he?"

"I also don't know Ir, how he came to my application. Looks like he followed me back to Yogya's house."

"Let's go in first." Bring Ira. Sapphira and Ira walked into their workspace. Everyone welcomed the arrival of Sapphira who brought gifts for them. Of course, except for one person who was staring intently at Safira from a distance, a very deep look of disappointment mixed with anger that wanted to be evaporated.

"Later, let him go first." Ira answered while stroking Safira's arm. Ira knew this was not Sapphira's fault because Sapphira had never been involved in any relationship with Bagas, even Safira seemed to avoid when Bagas approached her. But his best friend really felt bad for what happened at Yogya's house yesterday.

In the middle of his work. His phone vibrated indicating a message was coming in. Mr. Reffan.

Mama asked you this afternoon to come to the hotel to meet WO for a Sunday wedding.

Can't it be today? It seems like rest later I can't get out. There's still a lot of unfinished work.

Unworkable?

Excuse me. What if Mr. Reffan and Aunt Raisa chose them all. I can only leave after work.

Reffan snorted reading a reply to a message from Sapphira. Reffan forgets that Safira is just an ordinary employee who can't just walk out of the office and leave work at will.

During the lunch break Safira only prayed and ate at his desk after ordering food from the ojek application on line.

In the middle of his meal, his phone vibrated for a long time indicating someone was calling. Mr. Reffan.

"Assalamu'alaikum." Safira

"Wa'alaikumsalam's chat. Mama wants to talk." Answer Reffan flat.

"Safira baby, what are you doing now?"

"Aunty lunch. Sorry aunt, Safira can't come this afternoon because Safira can't leave the office."

"Yes, I'm not papa. Aunty wants to ask some of your favorite things for the reception after the marriage contract later....."

Safira and Mama Raisa chatted a few things. From their chat, mama Raisa can draw conclusions if Sapphira likes simplicity but still elegant. Mama Raisa likes the way Safira thinks.

"Ok Safira, but tomorrow after work you go to the mama's friend's boutique. You should try the wedding dress that Mama ordered for you."

"Yes, inshaAllah aunt. Thank you aunt. Sorry Safira's a hassle." Saying courteous Sapphira.

"What are you talking about. Where might mama bother that there's a happy mama."

Safira raised her head when she realized there was someone in front of the table.

"Pppak Bagas." Sapphira's voice choked at the man in front of her. Safira put her phone on the table and immediately stood up. Safira forgot her phone was still connected to a call from someone.

"Safira. I want to talk to you." Bagas looked at Safira's eyes.

"Please Mr." Safira circulated the view in his study. There was no one else in the room just the two of them. But is not it soon the hours of rest are running out, people will surely come soon as Safira thought.

"Who's your future husband why did you accept him?"

"Why ask such a thing sir. Sorry that's my privacy."

"You really went too far with Sapphira. Can't you see me for months loving you and waiting for you to return. Why did you choose someone else?"

"Sir Bagas I'm sorry. We have nothing to do but just friends. I'm sorry."

"sorry. I don't need your apology Safira. All I need is you."

"You must not be insolent sir!" Safira accidentally nudged her phone until it fell while fending off Bagas' hand that was about to touch her.

Mama Raisa deliberately hardened her voice on Reffan's phone while talking with Safira so that Reffan also listened to their conversation. It was regrettable that Reffan was currently clenching and clenching his hands after hearing Safira's last words before his voice disappeared.