The Beginning of a Dream

Calm Yourself for a moment

Two more days are the wedding day of Reffan and Sapphira. The Safira family has come to Surabaya. The house that usually only lived in Safira alone is now crowded with jokes and laughter of his family. Yes everyone was happy, only Sapphira hid her nervousness and worry. Safira chose a casual dress or a long-sleeved shirt that only showed his fingers. This was done to cover bruises and bruises on his hands. Safira did not want her family to worry about her enough to worry about the events of the night.

Ever since that night, his feelings have been so overwhelming. Before he knew Reffan his life was fine, nothing had ever been evil to him. But after getting to know Reffan, twice there are people who want to harm him. Riled up, of course. Is this a sign they shouldn't be together.

"Ah, astaghfirulloh. what am I thinking." Safira shook his head to expel the bad thoughts that bothered him.

As soon as I get close

If you won't allow

What does my wish mean

As hard as I run

If you want us to unite

Where might I go

The owner of my soul

If we were two souls that should be united

Then lighten this foot step

If our hearts were to be bound

So bind us in the sacred covenant mitsaqan ghalizon*

Aami..

*a strong covenant is marriage

Something warmed up in his eye patch. Safira slid her palms covering her face. But what Safira did made Hasna who entered Safira's room stunned. Sapphira's long shirt sleeves sagged displaying her blue hands.

"Mkba.. Astaghfirulloh.. Why is this?" Hasna's hand immediately grabbed Safira's hands. Safira hurriedly stood up and closed the door of the room.

"Mr..." Hasna stared intently at her brother's netra asking for an explanation.

"No papa dek, you calm down. This was yesterday when I came out there was something rude. So my reflex hit that guy. Uh, mbak's hands are gini." Safira smiled explaining to her grandfather. "Ah, hopefully this doesn't include lying." Inner Sapphira.

"Mama..." Hasna's words have been cut Sapphira.

"Ssttt. have not been discussed again yes. Mom and dad don't have to know when they're gonna worry."

"Sir, I'm seneng deh mbak will get married so there are those who take care of mbak, if anyone bothers me mbak Fira later let Reffan mas nonjok. But I'm also sad that I won't be able to do it often, Fira." Hasna leaned her head against Sapphira's shoulder.

Sapphira stroked her head, "Basins of a child. You remain fathered, we will only add family members, the family of Mr. Reffan will be our family too."

"Hasna, come with me!"

"Where?"

"To the salon.. yuk."

"Ih, the bride-to-be wants treatment." Hasna had teased her brother.

"Hush, little boy want to come along?"

"Follow it up, pretty well paid for haircuts and facials."

"Son, sit down first. I want to talk for a minute."

"Yes dad." Answer Sapphira. Sofia's mother also sat next to Salman, while Hasna sat next to Safira hugging her brother's arm.

"Honey soon you'll be married. Soon father's duties will be replaced by your husband." Salman's father's voice sounded hoarse.

Sapphira's eyes warmed up to hear her father speak.

"Safira Nadhifa Almaira father's daughter. You are a daughter that I love and am proud of. Thank you for being a good boy to us, a good brother to your sister. Soon you will not only be our son but also the son of your husband's parents so be a good son to your in-laws, love them as you love us. When you became a wife. Your paradise is in your husband so be a nice wife for your husband don't bother him. Be an obedient wife to your husband as long as you do not break the law of God, guard your husband's honor by keeping your honor. Cover your husband's disgrace, and be a comfortable berth for your husband. Men do not want to look weak in front of women, so be a comfortable place to tell stories for him, give advice without bragging, prepare your knowledge and arrange your heart soon you will carry out the longest worship in your life. Father and mother hope that you will ease our way to heaven by becoming a godly wife to your husband."

"God willing, father."

"Dad believed in you Safira. Our prayers never stop for you."

Sapphira hugged Salman's father and Sofia's mother, Hasn also joined hugging the back of his favorite brother.

Then Sofia's mother told Safira to go to the salon immediately so that daylight had reached home.

Safira prefers to relax her body in a Muslim salon accompanied by Hasna. Trying to let go of what's weighing on his mind.

While on the sofa of his room Reffan was having a serious conversation with Bayu the assistant.

"So they did that on their own initiative? no one told you to?"

"Rubber sir. The police said so sir after interrogating the perpetrator."

"How could they choose the victim was Safira, they also slashed the wheels of Safira's car."

"Police said the perpetrator had observed the parking lot before Safira arrived."

"But Sapphira said the thugs didn't even seize or ask Safira for anything." Reffan leaned his body.

"While the perpetrator claims to have snatched Safira." Tukas Bayu's.

"It's peculiar. I don't know I don't think those perpetrators are really honest."

"It looks so sir."

"You've got people watching Sapphira keep going."

"It's Sir."

Reffan grinfully grabs his phone and tracks Safira down. When he found out where Safira was now, his smile grew even more.

"Smart girl, I can't wait to taste you."

Bayu just put a flat expression on his face, he knew very well what was the cause of the big smile on his boss's face, especially if not Safira. "Truely said people fall in love can make people crazy. Oops." Bayu immediately closed his mouth, how could he talk about his boss inwardly and address him like a madman who was smiling to himself.

One day before his wedding day, his house suddenly crowded people back and forth, there were some people who came to decorate his house. The courtyard of Safira's house, living room and rooms. Safira chose to sit in the corner of his room watching the people who came in and out of his room. His heart was beating faster considering that tomorrow there would be a stranger who would enter his room and stay here with him. "Ah, I'm afraid." Safira shouted in his heart.

While in another room, a room that is always the place to stay when in Surabaya. A most special room that can only be occupied by the hotel owner. Reffan observed some of his employees who were tidying up and decorating his room.

Reffan did not stop smiling imagining there would be Sapphira in this room. The woman who becomes his goal after is almost always present in Reffan's dream. Reffan had met him and one day the woman would be his rightful wife.

"I will take care of you Sapphira, so that your face will never turn away from seeing me. I'll take care of you Safira so you don't have to worry about anything other than being happy with me."