The Beginning of a Dream

Dating

"Come on. We go for a walk!" Safira whines to her husband who pretends to close his eyes. His eyes were closed but his lips were smirking the face of Safira he held.

"Buck...." Safira has not given up on getting her husband out of bed.

"What's up, baby. It's better this way, he said he doesn't like to make out outside yes we're already in the room it's delicious like this." Still smelling his wife's face.

"Booking in the room all day?" Now Sapphira's lips are pursed.

Reffan even kissed the sweet lips of Sapphira while also pursing his lips.

"Where are you, baby?" Reffan asked who finally wanted to obey his wife's will.

"Where aja. Same goes with Reffan." Safira answered with an adorable face.

"Yes in bed with my favorite Reffan." Reffan tightened his embrace.

"Mas ih..." Safira pouted again.

"Yes, I've decided where to go." Reffan is getting serious.

"She likes to go where the hell?" Safira asked because he did not know the place that Reffan liked.

"It's cold and not crowded so it can be together with you." Reffan answered flatly.

Safira had glanced sharply.

"This room is actually very perfect, cold and not crowded. It's so nice to hug you." Reffan positioned Sapphira below him, staring at him with breath that began to hunt.

"After this we've just gone, wherever you want. It's still too early for a walk." Kissing on the lips, turning to the back of the ear, neck and getting down.

That was all Safira could do. Though his hair still feels damp, for a moment before the dawn prayer he just took a shower and now the time is still not up from six in the morning. After feeling the sweetness of lovemaking, how her husband is not addicted when the skin is not separated plus there is a passionate longing.

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Plan a walk after letting go of the longing that never ends up even ending up sleeping hug each other. They had just left the room at ten past ten minutes after breakfast in the room.

The sea breeze hit Safira's face which opened the window beside her. Now they are on the bridge Suramadu, a bridge that connects Java and Madura. Very long 5,438 m so satisfying to pass the bridge is gallant standing in the Madura strait while feeling the gusts of sea breeze and enjoy the beautiful sea panorama.

"Close the window Safira, you catch a cold." Reffan smiled at his wife who stopped looking at the ripples of water below.

Sapphire obeyed her husband's orders.

"Mas has been here? Memorized path?" Ask Sapphira

"It." Reffan answered briefly turning to his wife and refocusing on the path ahead of him.

They decide to have lunch at the legendary duck on the island of Madura. Actually there are already several branches in Surabaya. But they want to cross the longest bridge in Indonesia for now.

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At twelve o'clock in the afternoon they have finished enjoying the fried duck with the pencit sambal and drink coconut water from the fruit directly.

"Where else are you going?" Reffan asked leaning his body on the chair.

"Where is Reffan going." Sapphira looked at her husband's face. Happy that her heart could date her husband after marriage, Reffan continued to hold her hand while walking otherwise Reffan would put her hand around his arm.

"Then we go to the room." Reffan blinked his eyes, his right hand against his wife's nose.

"Mas yes." Safira immediately lost her smile.

"Lho said it was up to him. Where's protest?" Reffan seduces his wife.

"Yes we've been to the plus-plus room. You must like it. Don't ask just come along." Reffan has already shown its forcing nature.

Reffanpun invites Safira back over the bridge Suramadu that looks dazed. Dhuhur prayer in the mosque they first met when they arrived in Surabaya. Continuing the journey up the toll to Prigen, the car turns and enters the gate that reads Taman Safari 2. Stop right in front of the hotel lobby.

During the trip Safira did not dare to ask, just back and forth staring at the face of her husband who was driving beside her.

"Mas, are we staying here?" Safira's panicked face. Reffan just smiled.

"Mas, don't bring a change of clothes." Safira still panicked to see her husband who relaxed even smile. Reffan exited the car, opened the trunk and pulled out a suitcase, then handed it to the officer who greeted him as he disembarked.

Reffan opened the door for Safira with an annoying smile. Reffan has everything ready. Ordering a room and buying clothes for Safira. Some of Safira's new clothes have been placed in her hotel closet and some suitcases have been inserted after washing.

Safira opened the glass door of the balcony when she saw some animals caught her attention. Flocks of zebras were seen gathering and some giraffes were enjoying their food.

"Likes? This is the room plus the pluses." Reffan caught up with his wife and hugged her from behind.

"That's great. We're like having a zoo in the yard." Sapphira answered holding Reffan's hand in her stomach. "Make it up."

A very special weekend. Although Sapphira and Reffan knew that their longing was not getting more and more treatable but was increasing infinitely.

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A beautiful evening of lights accompanied their dinner, although visitors are quite crowded because of the weekend, but Safira and Reffan feel undisturbed, the atmosphere becomes more lively, plus some small children who run around in the grass garden with long-lined lights decorate it.

The wind blew quite hard with the cold that felt hit the face and hands. Sapphira and Reffan choose dinner with warm sauce to warm the body. As usual, Reffan would feed a variety of foods until Sapphira was clear to stop because it was full.

After enjoying the atmosphere of the night, Reffan invited Safira back to the room.

"The wind is strong and cold, tomorrow morning we go for another walk." Reffan held his wife's hand tightly because he felt his wife's cold hand.

From the room even though the night can still enjoy a herd of giraffes and zebras because of adequate lighting in each area. Sapphira was still looking down from behind the glass.

"Are giraffes more attractive than me?" Reffan sat on the edge of the bed looking at his wife who was directly towards the glass window as they walked into the room.

Safira smiled turning her body. Reffan stood up and walked towards his wife and then closed the curtain so that no light would come out and enter.

Sapphira's hand was held tightly.

"Your hands are cold, am I warm?" His speech was flat but contained deep meaning.

"Mas sure to hide all day driving? Want me a pijitin." Safira asked with her innocent face.

"Well, that's more exciting." Inner Reffan.

Safira's heart beat was no longer controlled when Reffan had taken a prone position by removing his upper clothes.

It had been almost a month, but Sapphira was still ashamed of herself when she saw her husband's body.

"Quick baby! Tired of my shoulders." Reffan was impatiently waiting for Safira who was still standing beside the bed.

"Sit on top of the mas, let's not tilt the massage." Reffan said with a hidden smile.

Sapphira said her hands were getting colder as she was about to touch her husband's shoulders, slowly she started massaging. Safira's cold hand touching Reffan's shoulder felt like soothing water to Reffan, he was seen enjoying his wife's massage on his shoulder and back. Five minutes into the walk, Reffan turned his body, Sapphira who was about to fall was held by him.

"Yes..." Safira was nervous to be above her husband.

"The front is also." Reffan said with eyes ready to pounce. His hand directed his wife's trembling hand.

Up next. Ants did not dare to peek at what they were doing while outside the sparkling stars dotted the increasingly dark sky.