The Beginning of a Dream

Honey Moon 2's

"Mas, no.." Sapphira's voice sounded trembling.

"Why?" Reffan's voice was hoarse.

"Toooo mas.." Safira was so embarrassed that even her body trembled.

"Nobody but the two of us." Reffan has removed the hijab of Safira. Next the button has been released. Sapphira's trembling body made her even more interested. When her outer clothes were taken off. Sapphira hugged her body and hit Reffan's body. Sapphira was very embarrassed, her body was exposed in front of men even though this was her own husband. Reffan felt a pure white skin in front of him, felt the curves of his wife's body and lifted Safira's body out of the pool.

Reffan brings Sapphira into the rain of warm water coming out of the shower. Safira did not dare to look at Reffan. Somehow the story is that both of them have not used a single thread. Reffan put on a towel wrapped around Safira's body, before he had worn a towel wrapped around his waist. Reffan held his wife's tense body down slowly on the bed, grabbed Safira's hands and clasped them with both hands.

"Safira, may I ask for it? I know this is precious to you but may I have you all?" Reffan said with a ready-to-pounce view.

Safira swallowed his saliva. She must be ready for her husband. He nodded slowly. Reffan peaked Safira's head, reading a do'a. The prayer that made Sapphira stiffened even more because she knew what do'a Reffan was reading.

Reffan knew Sapphira was so tense that he tried to relax Sapphira with his wicks and rays. After that do not ask again, finally Reffan break his fast after a week waiting for the delicious menu.

Sapphira curled up in the blanket in Reffan's arms. His face is still hidden. In contrast to Reffan who felt very happy and satisfied. His sturdy hand continued to stroke Sapphira's back.

It was late afternoon, the two of them even missed lunch. However, for Reffan what they have just done their enjoyment overpowers any food. They both sat on the soft sofa, in front of him there were already various delicious dishes that should have been served from earlier. However, as per Reffan's instructions. Hotel employees did not dare to deliver it before Reffan himself asked to be delivered.

Reffan deliberately sat Sapphira on the sofa to eat to make it more comfortable. Safira's face kept looking down, only occasionally glancing at Reffan.

"What is the pain of Sapphira?" Reffan grabbed Safira's chin forcing Sapphira to stare at her neutrality.

Safira.

"Why? Are you sorry you did that with me?" Reffan riled himself to see Sapphira's unpredictable expression.

Safira shook her head again, trying to avoid Reffan's gaze.

"What's wrong?" Soft Reffan vibe.

"I'm just embarrassed of you." Safira said very slowly but still can be heard by Reffan.

Reffan smiled, "The good wife takes away her embarrassment when she undresses in front of her husband and re-wears her shame shield when she is dressed again. It's okay now you're embarrassed if you don't wear clothes like that."

Sapphira's face immediately warmed when reminded again of their first struggle.

"Don't wear clothes so don't be shy." Reffan even more tempting Sapphira whose face is already like boiled shrimp.

"Mas ih..."

"Patience, if you don't wear clothes later we won't eat." Reffan fed a shrimp wrapped in flour into the mouth of Sapphira who was about to protest.

"Why do I keep getting cornered." Annoyed by Sapphira in his heart, his mouth chewed with pouting lips.

Reffan fed Sapphira and fed himself.

"Mas already. I'm full of it." Say Safira with a mouth that does not stop chewing.

"A little bit of food. You should eat that much now combat preparation later tonight." Remffan said that feed pieces of meat into the mouth of Sapphira.

Sapphira coughed at Reffan's reply.

"Saffira's Swallows! Not very patient!" Reffan said lightly not feeling the slightest guilt. His hand rubbed gently on his wife's back.

"How's your leg? Does it still hurt?" Reffan asked as the two of them sat in front of the television after eating.

"It's better so I don't have to carry me anywhere."

"Beyond? Try checking first." Reffan said as he approached Safira's feet.

Safira immediately pulled his leg, "Didn't want to, even sick again if the check. It will be withdrawn again."

Reffan smiled, "Don't make the way first, just tell me where it's going. Only this morning later if it hurts again so long he healed. I'm just cool off if the heal is long so it can move in bed continue." Reffan smiled but Reffan's smile felt creepy to Safira.

Reffan and Sapphira enjoy the orange sky at dusk from the terrace of the villa. Sitting together tells each other to know each other. Because, after all, they were strangers to each other, never knowing each other. So at the beginning of the marriage they tell more stories to know the couple he holds today.

Reffan feels immeasurable happiness, meeting Sapphira in a dream then meeting in the real world through a jam elevator scenario which of course God has arranged for their meeting. And now that Sapphira was entirely his, hugging and smelling the scent of Sapphira's body was like an opium to Reffan.

As for Sapphira, her unexpected encounter with Reffan was very thrilling. Reffan is a man who can make him weak and not warty. Reffan always won by imposing his will and now the forced man has become her husband. Shame but happiness is what Safira feels. Although she had previously doubted the decision to marry Reffan but upon seeing the actual incident Safira instead felt guilty for leaving without confirming. Sapphira does not know much about her husband but she will learn to balance and understand her husband including his unexpected pranks.

If many people argue how can someone get married without dating. In fact it could be, many have experienced it and they enjoy it until the end of their lives. Of course, not without effort to recognize our potential partners let alone surrender just like buying a cat in a sack.

The first year of marriage is a time to adapt bringing two different souls together, complementing the shortcomings of each partner, accepting all the uniqueness that maybe only our partner has. And of course the one who survives is a couple who compete to give to their partner, because that is also what will be done by their partner. When we feel loved and cared for, we do the same.

"Open your mouth!" Reffan Command.

Safira. "Right, full of gold!"

"One more." Reffan's left hand grabbed Sapphira's chin while his right hand prepared to feed his wife, who was still closing her lips.

Inevitably Sapphire also opened his mouth to be finished quickly, because Reffan was not the one who would succumb just like that.

"You must eat a lot because your punishment will begin tonight." Reffan's hand touched the top of Sapphira's head with a grin on his face which made the fine fur on Safira's body stand up abruptly.