The Beginning of a Dream

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"Good Morning to Ms. Safira, I just want to remind you that the stay voucher that you get is valid tomorrow. We are very much looking forward to the presence of Mrs Safira at our hotel. Is there anything that Ibu Safira needs in order for us to prepare specially?" The voice from across her phone was that of a very friendly woman. Finally, Safira knew the phone coming into her phone was from the hotel.

"Ehmmm." Safira was actually surprised because he seemed to get special treatment from the hotel just because he was trapped in the elevator not so long ago.

"Well Safira's mother, we thank you. If there's anything you need, you can contact us. We are waiting for Mom's presence tomorrow. Good Morning, Sapphira."

"Morning." Safira put her phone back.

Safira's mind again remembered the incident in the elevator. Yes, if he gets a voucher to stay then Reffanpun should also get it. That means that Safira will most likely be reunited with Reffan. The thought of being reunited with Reffan, made his heart beat rhythmically faster. "Eits.wait why I'm so stubborn.. Ah, do I really have to come tomorrow." Safira is actually lazy to come let alone voucher it is only for one person.

"Please ma'am, I could lose my job if Mom doesn't come." The whining of the hotel attendant who met him back then crossed his mind.

"Is it true the officer will be fired if I don't come." Gumam Safira. Though the hotel should not lose anything if he does not come, Safira did not mind the incident in the elevator that happened to him.

"Hey, it's still morning Miss..." Ira's voice revealed what Safira had thought.

"What the hell was that?" Continue Ira.

"Eh Ra, you know what...."

"No.. hahaha..."

"Ih, horrifying Ra... "

"Yes what's wrong?"

"The hotel yesterday where we raker gave vouchers to stay tomorrow as a form of compensation because I was stuck in the elevator."

"Wow.. fun dong."

"Well, unfortunately only for one and I have to stay there myself. It's actually good if you can both take you. That's why I'm so lazy."

Ira's lips pursed, "Yes, the audience was disappointed."

"I'm sorry." replied Safira with a face.

"Ye, it's not your fault times. I have gone to papa Safira, itung-itung dine for free at star hotels. Yummy, right?"

"Eh, but you don't forget tomorrow afternoon there's Mr. David's wedding invitation."

"Oh yes, brangkat with yuk Ra."

"Yuk, get yaaa.." Ira flickers seducing Safira...

"Haha... yaaaa.." replied Safira.

The weekend arrives. The day everyone had been waiting for and Reffan was the one who was waiting for him the most. Since morning he had been pounding waiting for Safira, but he knew Safira would still arrive later in the afternoon. I don't know, he can't control the pounding in his chest. Right now he was in the room that Safira would occupy later. Reffan himself checked the readiness of the room for Safira. Reffan wants to make sure his women are comfortable staying here. Her smile grew as she imagined Sapphira entering this room.

"How about sir, is there anything that still needs to be addressed?" a hotel employee approached Reffan.

"Where's the flower?" ask Reffan to his employees

"It's gonna be between here soon, sir."

"Welcome drinks, cakes. You have to arrange it beautifully here." said Reffan as he pointed at the table in front of him.

"Good Sir." Answer the employee by nodding the body.

Reffan then took a small paper in front of him, and took the bull from his shirt. Then he started writing something with his serious face. Then put on the side of the flower that was just given to her. Reffan smiled with satisfaction.

Reffan had been sitting in a chair near the lobby for half an hour. Accompanied by Bayu in front of him. Countless times have Reffan looked at the clock in his hand. His face seemed to be anxiously awaiting the presence of someone. Bayu who noticed his boss since then clearly held back a laugh, only this time his cold boss showed his impatient face which was really very funny. The woman the boss was waiting for was truly amazing. He managed to shake his boss' emotions.

Immediately Reffan's face turned serious looking sharply at someone who had just entered the lobby. His eyes stared intently at the girl, his hands clenched at the table. Bayu who noticed the change in Reffanpun's attitude finally followed in the direction Reffan's eyes looked. And Bayu finds a beautiful girl in a long moss-green dress mixed in gray walking gracefully towards the lobby table. On his left shoulder hung a rather large bag.

"What did you say Bayu?" his fist hardened.

"No sir." Bayu who was caught by his boss looked at Sapphira immediately lowered his face.

"Don't say it again and remember don't look at him like that."

"Yes Sir. I understand." Huh, almost, how could he admire the girl his boss wanted. Rutuk Bayu in heart, but what he said was indeed an honest expression of a man who just came out of his mouth when following the view of his boss earlier.

Safira is very beautiful using a dress plus thin makeup on her face. She rarely wears dresses and dresses more. So when she wears it and a little bit of makeup is added on her face, the result will be wow... And this irritated Reffan, because Reffan knew Sapphira was very beautiful with her appearance, he imagined where Sapphira was from and how many eyes the man admired the woman. His thoughts were clearly stirring up his feelings plus Bayu who thought the same as him. Beautiful and graceful.

"Safira, you can't do this. You can't be this beautiful to go alone without me. Where are you Safira?"

Safira, who obviously did not pay attention to Reffan, has now been escorted by the hotel to her room. Reffanpun set foot to the elevator next to the elevator used by Safira. Safira will enter his room after thanking the hotel staff who drove him to the room he will occupy.

"Where are you from?" the heavy and cold voice of a man surprised him.

The employee who escorted him to the room left after bowing to Reffan.

At first glance Sapphira looked into the eyes of Reffan who was looking at him very sharply. A look more like an angry person. Safira could feel his legs suddenly feeling limp and his chest pounding very quickly.

"Safira, can you hear me? before you came here where were you?" feeling unable to get an answer from Sapphira, Reffan again asked with a gaze that was still fixed on Sapphira's face.

"I'm from the wedding sir." Safira answered nervously.

"Who?" Reffan continued his question.

"With Ira my best friend." Sapphira was confused by the person in front of her, why was she nervous and why Reffan suddenly came to interrogate her. And even more surprisingly, why did he feel he had to answer the question of Reffan who was not who.

"Why Mr. Reffan.." Sapphira's question immediately cut off Reffan.

"Come in!"

And again, Sapphira just nodded and went into her room and closed it from the inside.

"I. why am I. and he, why is he so..." Safira was still trying to digest what had just happened in front of her room earlier. Why he can be so nervous dealing with Reffan and Reffan why he suddenly came to shower him with questions. When Safira turned her back. His eyes widened at the sight before him. Sprawling room with all its luxurious furniture. Sapphira was still unsure of what she saw. Slowly she walked down her room touching the soft sofa beside her then walked towards the king-size bed and sat on the edge. This room is clearly very much different from the room he used to stay at the raker yesterday. It's amazing, unfinished she admires her room, her gaze falling onto the flowers on the table. Sapphire approached her, grabbed the flower and enjoyed its soothing fragrance, her other hand reaching for a piece of paper beside the flower.

...Dear Ms. Sapphira...

...Enjoy,...

...Hope you like it....

...RSB - CEO...

Safira frowned. "RSB what does it mean? RSB is definitely not short for the name of this hotel. Or is it a name?"

Nor has his astonishment been answered. Sapphira's smile expands to see a glass of orange-colored drink and cake with a beautiful brown decoration not far from where the flowers and a piece of paper are placed. Sapphire also sipped a drink whose glass has been changed to his right hand of course after saying basmallah first. Although he was eager to taste the cake in front of him, but undone it. Sapphira wanted to take a shower and see the bathroom.

Once again Sapphira was amazed by the sight before her, one second after she opened the bathroom door. Currently, there is a spacious temple room in front of him, with a bathtube and two kinds of showers that are not in one place. Separate toilets and a fairly spacious dressing area. Ah, this is amazing... Sapphira was tempted to feel a soak in the luxurious bathtube in front of her.

In front of Safira's room. Reffan was still thinking about what he was doing. Why did he shower Sapphira with such questions. He felt a little relieved to hear Sapphira leaving with Ira. But immediately, back on fire, it means Sapphira also met Bagas because this must be the wedding party of the office people considering Safira went with Ira. Imagine Bagas looking at Sapphira, making Reffan's chest expand and deflate quickly. It was not finished that Reffan controlled himself. His eyes looked at Bayu who was reacting to his attitude.

"What makes you smile Bayu?"

"No sir, nothing?"

"Do you think I'm funny?"

"No sir, I don't think so."

"You rest, I will also rest." Reffan opened the door next to Sapphira's room and entered into it.