The Beginning of a Dream

PDKT Mission

By noon the meeting was over. Reffan gave Bayu a code to approach him.

"Wood, where did the task I gave you?"

"Which task is it, sir?" bayu's face seemed to think

"This morning Baayuuuu." Reffan widens his eyes staring sharply at Bayu.

"Later in the afternoon sir, you will get the results later in the afternoon." It was amazing just two hours ago that her boss gave her the assignment and now it's been asking for the result.

"We have two hours and twenty minutes before meeting Mr. Yudhishthira to discuss cooperation with him. Does Mr. Reffan want to have lunch now?"

"Later Bayu, you take care of the task I gave you. We'll meet at the restaurant in an hour." Her hand hinted for Bayu to leave her, her eyes focused on the crowd of people who were having lunch break. Yes, his eyes were focused on looking for someone but Reffan did not find the person he was looking for.

"Where is he? Why isn't it here?"

Unknowingly Reffan stepped his feet closer to the crowd.

"Have you prayed, sir?" someone patted the shoulder of the middle-aged man beside him.

"No sir, fill the stomach first. hahaha.." he said as he stroked his bulging stomach. And answered the laughter of his friend while giving his thumb.

"He's probably in mushola." The smile on Reffan's face expands. Without thinking any more, Reffan quickly set foot into the mosque in his hotel. Reffan was sure to find it there.

And now in front of him displaying a very beautiful scenery, the face of the ayu among the women who were chatting and the face seemed to shine making it easier for Reffan to find his women without having to research one by one.

Sapphira took off her shoes and put them on the shoe rack neatly and then she went to the place of ablution of women. Like a magnet Reffanpun immediately follow take off his shoes and into the place of male ablution. Some time Reffan dwelt in the place of ablution. Yes, after he realized what he was doing now. He will be ablution and prayer, things he has done but not a routine as it should be. He only does it when he remembers and needs, needs his God. His chest rumbled as water from the faucet flowed into his hands. "Punish me, O God, I am too arrogant. I forgot my duty." Her tears fell along with the ablution water that soaked her face. Reffan performed the ablution perfectly and ended it with a well memorized do'a. Look at Safira what you did to me when we met in the real world just a few hours ago. His handsome face smiled considering Safira. And as he fixed his arm button, there was a voice calling out his maiden name.

"Safira's face shines with mukena."

Unknowingly Reffan clenched his hands because all he heard was a male voice. Reffan went straight out from where the ablution was looking at Safira whose face was lowered and flushed red. Not a word came out of his mouth.

"Beautiful to Mr Bagas?" this time it was the voice of a middle-aged woman.

"Yes obviously dong Bu." Reply to the man Reffan finally knew Named Bagas.

"So this is the insolent man. How dare he say that in front of so many people." Inner Reffan.

"Ah ciyeeeee." the boisterous voice of the women again sounded teasing Safira whose face was still flushed.

"Suck!" as Reffan said in his heart, he looked at the smiling man looking at Sapphira's face.

"Look at me who's gonna have you Safira, and your face is just for me." Reffan's chest was really hot to see the man had not stopped looking at Sapphira. As powerful as Reffan trying not to approach and paralyze the man named Bagas that he estimated his age is still about 28 years.

"Solat sir, pray do not seduce the son of a mulu." The male voice next to Bagas stopped the man from looking at Safira's face. Bagas's face was grinned looking at Sapphira.

"Monggo sir became a priest." Bagas' hand led to the place where the priest allowed the person next to him to become a priest.

Sapphira's entourage had come out of the mosque and Reffan still wanted to follow him. “He will definitely have lunch.” Reffan Alleged. And of course true, Reffan observed the motions of each sapphire as he took food and sat in the rows of women with a smile..

"Please Safira don't smile that way. Your smile is too sweet, do you deliberately make the man who saw it fall in love with you. Don't flirt with Safira, stop smiling!"

“I'm sure this time the man must have teased her because Safira's face started to blush and she didn't look comfortable. Damn, that man blatantly waved the war flag with me. Just look, I'll tie you up Safira soon, I'll have you all.” The heat returned to Reffan's chest.

“I have to get out of here. The scenery in front of me really made my emotions rise to the crown. If I'm still here, can I make sure I'll throw a chair at the young man. I'd better calm myself down and think of a way to win this war quickly. I really can't see another man looking at you that close.”

Reffan grabbed his phone, "May I wait in the lobby now!"

"Mr, don't you have lunch?"

"Later on, we'll have lunch outside. Come here!"

"Good Sir! I'm walking into the lobby right now."

Reffan eats outside with Bayu as his chest rumbles to see Sapphira being approached by another man. And at that moment he couldn't stop her, it was very torturing for her. So he chose to go and finish his agenda today, so that afterwards he could focus on thinking of a way to have Sapphira. Imminent.

The time had already shown at five in the afternoon, the raker that Safira had followed had just ended for today. Because the raker will last two days at this hotel so that it still continues until tomorrow, the company has booked several hotel rooms for employees to stay tonight.

Just as Safira was about to take the elevator to her room, a woman approached her and invited her to speak somewhere.

"Ra, you go to the room first, I will follow ya" Safira told Ira her best friend.

"Well, aren't you alone?" said Ira his best friend chimed in.

"Father inshaAllah" Safira replied, convincing Ira of his friend.

"Well, don't get stuck in the elevator again.." Ira teases Safira.

"Don't be far from your phone. If I get caught again you're the one I call." Safira throws a smile at her best friend and follows the woman who invited her earlier.

"Include Safira's mother, I'm Diana from the hotel's management." Said the beautiful woman with a thick enough make up after she made sure Safira was sitting comfortably in front of her. His face was always smiling towards Sapphira.

"Listen to Ms. Safira, we apologize for the inconvenience this morning caused by being stuck in the elevator."

"No papa." said Safira with a sweet smile.

"As our apology, this is our hotel stay voucher specifically for Ms. Safira. This is our best room, Ms. Safira, it's complete with her breakfast and dinner and time this weekend." Diana's hand thrusts out some paper extending towards Safira.

Safira glanced at the paper in front of him, there were three pieces of paper with the inscription voucher stay, breakfast, and dinner. And on each of these papers was written his name.

"I'm not papa, there's no need for this kind of compensation" Safira told Diana in a soft voice.

"It's our decision from Bu Safira's hotel management, I'm very happy if Mom would accept it and return to stay here this weekend." Diana tries to convince Sapphira to accept her offer.

"But it's not papa if I don't accept it. I'm really grateful to have been given this compensation but I just can't. Sorry, yes." Safira was still smiling and both of her hands were in front of her chest like a person who was truly apologizing.

But this time Diana's hand had already drawn Safira's hand and grasped it.

"My mother please accept this offer. Please help me! I could get fired if Mom refused." Diana's voice sounded shrunk and resembled a whimper.

Sapphira's eyes widened to hear Diana's words.