The Beginning of a Dream

The Honey Moon 3

Reffan smiled as he looked at Safira who was sleeping fast. The sun was warm but Sapphira still slept well under the blanket. Reffan recalled their long night, somehow they did so Reffan really did not let Sapphira fall asleep. The small scream that escaped Sapphira's lips in their room actually made Reffan more nervous channeling his passion. Even after the Fajr prayer Reffan still touched Sapphira until his wife was helpless.

Reffan's phone on the nightstand vibrated, as fast as Reffan's lightning grabbed him because he did not want to disturb Sapphira's sleep. Reffan out room receives a call.

When Reffan returned to his room Sapphira woke up and leaned against the head of the bed.

"Is there a phone?" Safira asked with a hoarse voice. His eyes were still twitching trying to expel the heavy feeling hanging on his eyelids. Actually he woke up because of the shakes of the phone, but it was very heavy to open his eyes but after Reffan returned, Safira wanted to wake up too.

"Yes the mother who called asked you how you were doing and told us about our reception preparation in Jakarta." Reffan's eyes continued to stare at the scene before him. Sapphira's hair was disheveled, her shoulders were open as Sapphira clamped the blankets on both her armpits. So tired of Safira is not strong to take a shower first or just wear his clothes. Reffan let it because he also likes Sapphira to sleep only wrapped in a blanket. For Reffan the plain face of Sapphira and her disheveled hair plus the white shoulders plastered clearly are very adorable and seductive.

Reffan approached Sapphira. Sapphira who noticed the sharp eyes of the eagle staring at him unblinkingly fixed her blanket up to her neck and almost wrapped it around leaving only her face.

Reffan smiled at his wife.

"Why is it covered now? it was deliberately tempting, right?"

Safira nodded quickly. He was terrified to feel Reffan's face so close to his face.

"Like punishment?" Netra Reffan continues to enjoy the beautiful carved details on Safira's face.

Sapphira was further bowed with a blushing face avoiding Reffan's gaze. It was difficult to swallow with a very close distance to Reffan. Reffan's hand grabbed Safira's blanket.

"Mas don't!" Safira flossed out of fear.

Reffan further teased Sapphira smirking her beautiful neck in front of him. Sapphira's tense body increasingly made her tremble.

"It hurts." Safira's voice stopped Reffan's action.

Safira did feel his body pain especially in his personal area. Reffan really enjoyed Sapphira's body leaving a sense of pain in some parts of her smooth body.

"Where is sick?" Reffan pulled the blanket that wrapped around Safira's body. Safira held him down making them pull the blanket.

"Don't mas." Safira.

"Other than what you cover, I enjoy everything. Take off or be punished again that's better." Reffan pulled the blanket that was no longer held by Safira.

Sapphira curled up to cover her body. Reffan immediately carried her to the bathroom.

"Other times if he goes again his sentence was a day and a night of twenty-four hours." Reffan whispered in Sapphira's ear that had frozen motionless.

Sapphira sat on the sofa, Reffan fed Safira their breakfast which was very bad at ten in the morning. Sapphira did not move much to accept a bribe from Reffan. His body felt uncomfortable especially when moved.

Until the food for the two of them ran out, Safira did not protest.

"Sort of." Reffan's words ruffled Sapphira's hair that still felt moist. "Thank you for accompanying me to break the fast so well." Reffan peeping Safira.

"Now it must be a glut." Sapphira.

Reffan laughed at Sapphira's words. "There is no term of satiety if for that one, it wants to continue."

"Mas iiihi.." Safira felt wrong. Her husband could start again.

Reffan's hand hugged Sapphira's waist. Of course make Safira stiffen.

"Rest. I won't bother you." Reffan said, then poked Safira into the bed covering her as far as the waist.

"Eh, we're going back now, okay?" Safira immediately sat down.

"If you still want to be here too, papa?" Reffan smiled mischievously.

"My daughter is done." Safira replied slowly trying to catch Reffan's facial expression.

And sure enough Reffan showed his disappointed face but then forced a smile on his handsome face.

"Do not you have to permit first. Your leg just sprained yesterday?" Reffan.

"It's fine, I don't feel sick anymore" Safira replied.

"If the other part still hurts?" Reffan asked with a serious face but a sharp eye gaze focused on his target.

Safira was speechless at digesting Reffan's question but upon realizing the intention of Reffan's question her hand reflexively raised and hugged the blanket tightly.

Reffan smiled to find the expression of his wife's blushing face. He immediately got up from his seat and walked up to Sapphira.

"You're getting more seductive if your face is like that." Reffan was already sitting beside Sapphira, his left hand grabbed Safira's chin while his right hand mother rubbed Sapphira's blushing cheeks then descended on Sapphira's lips which were slightly swollen due to her actions. "It hurts?" Reffan asked with a very close distance in Sapphira's ear. Sapphira fell silent unable to answer Reffan's question because Reffan's breathing behind her ear made her freeze.

"Why shut up? that means I have to find answers in other ways." Reffan showered Sapphira's neck and lips with a long kiss. His hand had already removed the blanket that was Safira's fortress.

"Mas, I haven't prayed Dhuhur. What time is it?" Sapphira's voice finally came out as Reffan tried to remove Safira's clothes.

"Just a moment." Reffan replied, his hand moved quickly to get rid of the cloth covering his wife's body.

The head of Sapphira rested on his shoulder. Her beautiful face looked tired with her eyes closed. But how else, Reffan was addicted to his wife's body whatever Safira did as if to lure him to make love.

"We're going straight to the hotel, sir?" asked Bayu in the steering wheel surprised Reffan who was caressing his wife's face.

"Of course, where are you going?" Reply Reffan upset.

"Yes, perhaps Mr. Reffan would like to change another inn." Bayu answered with a small smile.

"Don't provoke me, if I change your responsible mind."

"Why sir?"

"Safira's working again tomorrow."

"I think Mr. Reffan will tell Ms. Safira to stop working."

"I don't want to tell him to force it, I want him to do it himself."

"Wah LDRan dong Pak, Mr. Reffan will have to take care of the father's hotel everywhere, especially those in Jakarta. Strong sir?" Bayu smiled but captured Reffan as a smile of ridicule.

"Silent you. Not yet know aja pake nyindir all. Marriage has just been commented." Reffan answered Bayu's question in annoyance.

Bayu laughs miris, his single soul is tickled quipped by his boss.

"I'd say I wouldn't force him out of his job but I'm sure it didn't take long for Safira to back down on her own." Reffan smiled and then kissed Safira's head.