The Beginning of a Dream

PDKT 3 Mission

Reffan had just woken up, his gaze blankly forward. "After I met you yesterday, you no longer came to my dreams tonight Safira."

There was something missing that he missed, namely the dream of meeting Sapphira because in the dream there was only Reffan and Sapphira. Unlike in the real world who met Safira more often made him jealous. This morning Reffan had to meet early in the morning and it upset him for not being able to see Safira at breakfast.

In another meeting room that is still one roof with Reffan, Safira chose to enjoy her morning breakfast with a silent and flat face without a smile as usual. Safira was still upset by Bagas' actions last night, which was why his colleagues still teased him until this morning. Safira is a shy girl and she does not like to be embarrassed in front of many people, her face will quickly turn red when she is embarrassed and it instead makes the seductive one even more eager to tease her. And to be honest the attitude of Bagas who constantly teased him in front of many people was very annoying for Safira. But like most men, Bagas who did not get a response from Sapphira even more curious made. He wondered when Sapphira would survive the cold. For Bagas, Sapphira is not like girls in general who would be very approachable to men, though Bagas' face was clearly above average but why for Safira it did not make him feel at home staring at Bagas' face for long. This girl looked down more often when talking to him. And Sapphira always refused when Bagas took her out, as a man this was like a challenge alone could conquer Sapphira.

The day was near noon and Sapphira was very sultry even though the room was air-conditioned because today Bagas was sitting beside her and had been watching her since. It's really uncomfortable. Sapphire also finally went to the toilet just wanted to breathe calmly and relax his joints that felt stiff since Bagas sat next to him.

Sapphira, however, was unaware that a pair of eagle eyes had noticed her since Safira had walked towards the toilet.

Safira had already come out of the toilet with a very lazy face. Safira was obviously lazy to sit near Bagas, while the raker would still be finished in over an hour. Safira walked into his room with lazy steps while staring at the floor that would be stepped on his feet. And suddenly, the voice of a man in front of him shocked him.

"Safira, are you still here?"

Instead of answering, Safira raised her head and opened her lips slightly. Safira is obviously shocked to meet the man who was stuck with her in the elevator. This made Reffan unable to take his eyes off Sapphira's slightly open pink lips, as if teasing her.

"Oh, uh....." Safira finally realized in front of him there was a person waiting for his answer.

"Reffan Safira, my name is Reffan." Reffan tried to smile towards Sapphira to neutralize the turmoil and pounding in his chest.

"Oh, Reffan, I mean Mr. Reffan... I'm sorry I really don't remember where we met other than in the elevator yesterday." Now Sapphira had lowered her head.

Reffan frowned and found Sapphira calling him Mr. Reffan. He looked old in front of Sapphira.

"Why call it sir?"

"Sorry, I'm used to calling my coworker that guy." This time Sapphira looks a little smiling like a misbehaved person and this is very adorable.

"What do you all call that? the old and unmarried are you calling it that?"

"Yes." Safira replied with a nod of the head.

"But I feel so old if you call me so Sapphira." Reffan deliberately slightly lowered his voice in order to bring his face closer to Sapphira's ears. Reffan deliberately wanted to see the change in Sapphira's expression if he brought his face closer to Safira's.

"So can't you please don't include the word sir in front of my name?" Reffan had not stopped his sentence because he still wanted to keep Sapphira nearby.

"Sorry Mr. Reffan I'm used to it. Calling names is not polite."

"If so how is Reffan?"

"can't. Later even...." Safira stopped continuing her words as she glanced at Reffan's very intense eyes looking at him. Sapphira was unable to twitch in the presence of Reffan, her throat was blocked.

"Safira, why can't you?"

"It feels weird sir, sorry." Sapphira retreated her steps, yes she was preparing to run away from Reffan because her body reacted strangely to being near Reffan.

"Sir....."

"Reffan Safira." Reffan smiled ignorantly at the nervous Safira.

"Sir Reffan I must return." Without caring for Reffan who was still looking at him fixedly and smiling widely.

"You're funny Safira. Adorable. I promise I'll make you mine soon."

Reffan is looking forward to a weekend that is two days away. The day that Safira will stay back at his hotel. Reffan had already devised a plan to approach Sapphira during her stay at this hotel later and of course Reffan could not wait any longer to have a complete Sapphira as he was convinced ever since Sapphira appeared in his dream, his heart was only for Sapphira, Sapphira his goal. And now it was time for Reffan to make Sapphira like himself, making Reffan the only man in Sapphira's life.

Reffan set his foot after the woman he saw entered the door he opened. Safira has entered again into the room where his company held a raker that will soon be over. Safira and his friends will leave the hotel owned by Reffan Satriya Bagaskara.

Two very exhausting days for Sapphira. Luckily, he was home now. Even though just sitting for two days but very tiring especially plus the behavior of Bagas who seemed to himself made embarrassed. Sapphira obviously disliked the way Bagas approached her.

These two days Sapphira also met Reffan. Sapphira was confused whether this was her first meeting or had ever been before. Reffan knew the name of Sapphira, but no matter how hard Sapphira tried to remember it, he still did not remember the name of Reffan. And amazingly, Safira's body responds strangely when nearby, when in the elevator and when from the toilet. Sapphira felt her brain so late to work near Reffan, and it was embarrassing.

"Ah, Reffan who he is in my past and in my future. Hush. You're a weird Safira! Ah my pillow roll, I miss you..." Safira muttered alone rolling around in her bedroom bed.