The Beginning of a Dream

Missing Gathering

Reffan was already standing in front of Sapphira who was sitting holding onto her sprained leg.

"Had a husband run away." Reffan was already squatting to the foot that Safira was holding.

"Ow.. sick." Safira shouted as Reffan shook Safira's legs.

Reffan immediately carried Safira. Safira frantically felt her body drift not touching the ground.

"Down me mas. I can walk by myself." Sapphira moved her body so that she could come down from the decapitation of Reffan.

"Silent Sapphira. You must be with your husband. You want me to kiss you here?" Reffan had brought his face closer to Sapphira.

"Don't mas."

"Eat it's shaved."

In the sling of Reffan, Sapphira thought hard. Three days Reffan did not contact him but now he was already nearby. Then what about that woman. Sapphira was confused as to what to do and told Reffan.

"Open!" Reffan told Safira to open the cottage door without taking it down from her sling. Because of thinking of something, Safira until unconscious already in front of the cottage, Reffan's voice made him return to the real world. He opened the cottage door with his two free hands.

Reffan lowered Sapphira on the bed with a sitting position. Then Reffan climbed into the bed sitting at Safira's feet and removed the socks covering Safira's feet.

"Bag.." Safira makes a sound, but then stops at a loss to start a conversation with her husband. Reffan who was staring intently at him added to the frequency of the pounding on his chest.

"Why? How is it that I'm here?" Reffan started to make a sound.

Safira just nodded.

"Of course I'm here to punish my wife for leaving without her husband's permission." Reffan spoke while raising one of his eyebrows with a drawn gaze that made the fine fur on Sapphira's body stand up.

Safira wanted to defend herself but Reffan's gaze made her words stuck in her throat unwilling to come out.

Reffan smiled meaningfully looking at the mukena and the neatly folded traveling prayer mat on the nightstand.

"What do you want to punish Safira for?" Say softly staring at Safira.

Somehow Reffan's words increasingly make Safira mixed feelings, his body responds there will be danger but unable to do anything.

"Why am I being punished?" Finally Safira opened her voice.

"Which one is it? I was just acting like you." Reffan pretended not to know the cause of Safira's departure.

Sapphira's cheeks blushed upon Reffan's statement. Embarrassed. But then she recalled the photos of Reffan with a woman sent to her making her tubers boil.

"Pretending. You guys." Sapphira was angry.

"Pretend what Safira? how do I know what makes you angry if you just leave without saying anything? What's with you gone all the trouble will be solved?" Answer Reffan.

"Why here if there's a woman close to you?" Sapphira said annoyedly to throw away the face of Reffan.

"Which woman?" Tanya Reffan flat.

"Women who touch your chest and arms." Sapphira sneered because she could not bear to see Reffan who did not feel guilty in the slightest.

Reffan smiled, "Are you jealous?"

"What kind of question is that." Sapphira was in his heart. He looked towards the window so as not to stare at Reffan

"Is my wife jealous?" Reffan asked again, his face already very close to Sapphira's cheek. Sapphira who never gave an answer and threw away his face from it made Reffan very anxious. The loss of his wife's chin forced Sapphira to look at him. A kiss landed on Sapphira's lips and made Sapphira surprised and pushed Reffan's chest. Rejection from his wife made him want the lips of Sapphira that he had missed so much.

Sapphira's frozen body wanted to resist Reffan's treatment but his body was powerless to resist the weakening of his defenses. Reffan always keeps him from twitching.

Reffan continued to launch the action no matter if Sapphira's lips will be swollen because of his actions. His current desire is only to vent his longing that has brimmed to find the port of his love.

This was their longest kiss. Sapphira to the point of facing the actions of Reffan on her lips and mouth even she had trouble getting air into her lungs.

After eating Sapphira's lips. Reffan removed the grip on Safira's chin. He saw the beautiful lips of his wife who was getting red and sexy because of his actions. Sapphira could not make her face stop blushing, she lowered her head while pulling as much oxygen into her lungs as possible.

"Mas release." he said softly asking for his hand to be released.

"I'll tie you up if you dare to walk away from me again Sapphira." Reffan's words released his lock on Safira's hands.

Reffan approached Sapphira's feet, stroked them and massaged Safira's sprained legs.

"Auuuww..." Shouted Safira, he was unaware that his painless leg was kicking Reffan.

Reffan glared at Safira. "Dare to kick the husband. Your punishment is added."

"Sorry, not intentionally. It hurts so much." Sapphira's great-granddaughter was horrified to hear the word of punishment from Reffan's mouth.

"May think first if you want to run away from your husband. God doesn't like you running from me, it hurts." Reffan said again reaching for Safira's sprained leg stroked it gently. While his foot pressed on Safira's free leg so as not to kick him twice.

"Mas should also think dong. I've got a wife why I'm so close to another woman." Safira will not lose.

Reffan pulled out his phone then opened a video and handed it to Safira. "This is what you mean?"

Safira received Reffan's phone, her eyes widened watching the video from the phone within her grasp. While Sapphira watched the video that caused misunderstanding between them, Reffan massaged Safira's legs. Reffan smiled as Safira only responded with a small movement on her leg unlike earlier. Apparently the video managed to distract Safira. When the video was finished, Safira screamed again, feeling the pain in her leg because Reffan pulled her leg.

"Already! Try moving!" Reffan Command.

Safira moved his feet to the right and left. Smiling, his feet improved. "Thank you." Lirih. Right now Sapphira wanted to hide from Reffan who was looking at her unusual, sharp gaze that was preparing to attack.

"Is there anything else you want to say, my wife?" Reffan puts emphasis on my wife's word.

"I'm sorry I was wrong." Said Safira who kept looking down.

"There again?"

"I'm sorry I shouldn't have just left."

"There again?"

"I should have asked my husband first." Safira's voice grew quieter.

"There again?"

"Will you forgive me?"

"How many days have you left without news?"

"Three days." Safira pulled his leg, bending his knee to the front of his chest. Safira glanced at Reffan who was looking at him with hunting breath.

"Now shut up and accept your first sentence." Reffan pulled both of Safira's legs firmly, he forgot Safira's leg had just sprained.

"Law...." Safira's eyes were already teary-eyed withstanding the pain in her legs.