The Beginning of a Dream

Remembered Again

Warm morning sun hit the body to drive away the remaining cold. Reffan and Sapphira go around the grass garden to see the animals in the hotel area, they also do not miss feeding giraffes who look greedy eating long beans from the hands of Sapphira and Reffan, they also do not miss feeding giraffes who look greedy eating long beans from the hands of Safira and Reffan, Sapphira laughed as she saw the tongue of the giraffe rolling up taking food from her hands.

Reffan approached the snake wrapped around the body of his handler, Sapphira pulling on his arm.

"Not come close." Said Safira still holding her husband's arm.

"No papa is not venomous." Reffan remembers Sapphira being afraid of animals. Reffan even pulled Safira's body closer.

"Don't want to." Sapphira rebelled releasing her husband's embrace and quickly ran away. Safira went into the toilet near the lobby.

Reffan followed Safira to the front of the toilet. There's no way she's going into the ladies' room.

"Safira is afraid or does not like slithering animals." Reffan thought and began to worry. He slightly opened the bathroom door, seeing Safira nauseous in front of the sink. Reffan closed the door again, waiting for Sapphira at the door.

The door opened, Sapphira was shocked that Reffan was already at the door with a perusing view from the tip of his head to his feet.

"Are you okay?" Reffan is still researching Safira mimicry.

"It's not papa." Safira answered briefly.

"Are you scared or don't like it? Until nausea so." Ask Reffan again.

"Fear, dislike and ticklish. Everything." Safira answered, then stepped away.

Reffan immediately grabbed Safira's hand and held it. Then the road followed his wife's will. His wife was starving.

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Midday Reffan and Safira check out from the hotel. Reffan immediately drove his car towards the city of Surabaya.

"Where else, baby?" Reffan asked his sleepy wife.

"Go home, my mother." Safira could not bear to close her eyes immediately. Three minutes later, Safira fell asleep.

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Late in the afternoon they arrived at the hotel owned by Reffan. After cleaning themselves they sat on the sofa near the glass enjoying the twilight behind the multi-storey building.

"Quickly time passed." Sapphira wrapped her arms around Reffan's stomach, tomorrow they will return to the LDR and now Sapphira wants to continue to hug her husband.

"For a moment, dear." Reffan let go of his wife's embrace. Then approached the door of the room as someone knocked on the door.

His employees went in to bring food for dinner that had been ordered by Reffan before.

Reffan took over the food his employees were pushing and told his employees to leave immediately because there was Safira who was not veiled, although it was not visible because there was a wall blocking, and the other was not, but Reffan prefers his employees not to go inside.

"Go, I'll arrange it myself." Flat Reffan vibe.

"Good Sir. Excuse me." The employee bowed and then backed off.

Reffan closed the door to his room. Then push his dinner towards the table and start putting it together. His hands are very deft to organize every menu with eating equipment. Safira walked closer.

"Wait there first, if I come here I'll eat you." Reffan said as he glanced towards Safira.

Sapphira immediately stopped, retreated, sat down again and watched her husband from afar with a smile.

When finished with all the dinner knickknacks. Reffan walked towards Sapphira.

"Let's pray magrib first. After that we eat." Reffan then reached out his hand which was greeted immediately by his wife.

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Sapphira folds her face and her alphabet then grabs her husband's folded prayer mat and places it on a table attached to the wall.

Reffan hugged him from behind, sipping on the scent of his wife's body that he had always missed.

"It must be nice to be able to hug you every day like this." Reffan's plan whispered in Sapphira's ear.

Reffan's voice was slow but pierced Sapphira's heart. He feels guilty for making their relationship into an LDR.

"Sorry to you." Lirih. "Patience, give me time, I don't want to trouble you." He murmured only in the heart.

"What's wrong, baby, it's okay if you're not ready and still want to work. But I hope someday you'll choose a roof with me every day." Reffan hugged Sapphira tightly, kissing affectionately on his wife's shoulders and neck.

"Buck...." Sapphira squirms with her husband's treatment. "When do we eat?" Ask in a loud voice.

Reffan laughed, close to his wife did make forget himself, his desire immediately flared.

"Yes, we should eat first. After that we'll...." Reffan turned his wife's body into a glimpse of lips slightly hurt by his actions since the night of their encounter.

"Today you are impatient to eat." Reffan Smile.

Sapphira frowned when her teeth lined up neatly because it is true today she who always invites her husband to eat.

Reffan holding Safira's hand pulled her slowly towards the table that had arranged their dinner menu. Netra Safira could not be separated from looking at her husband's face, she was eager to see that handsome face was always nearby.

When she was near the new table her netra could take off her husband's face and turn to the food in front of her.

Deg.

"Astaghfirullah." Her mind shrieked, Sapphira was quite aware that her husband was beside her. His chest rumbled, cold sweat began to flow through his body even though he tried to neutralize his body's reaction but his heartbeat remained uncontrollable.

"This is special for my wife. Thank you for filling my heart." Reffan's hand brought a heart-shaped chocolate cake closer to his wife.

Sapphira was still fixated, trying to inhale a lot of oxygen around her to get her body back to normal.

"Darling, don't you like it?" Reffan examined Sapphira's expression.

"Bbu.not mas. I'm appalled. Thank you, sir." Sapphira hugged Reffan's body hiding her face in her husband's chest. His eyes feel hot. There was a pain squeezing his heart from remembering the heart-shaped cake.

"You try it a little later we'll eat." Reffan guided her to sit down and pointed the cake to the edge of the table approaching on Sapphira.

Sapphira took a spoon, her netre looked at the cake that looked beautiful and sweet with a ribbon decoration of chocolate and strawberries. Cut the cake slightly to the edge and then into the mouth cavity, his tongue feels sweet and slightly sour from strawberry jam in the cake. The sweetness penetrates also into the heart trying to suppress the pain that had dominated. It did not feel a drop of clear grain released from the corner of his eye which was hastily removed but it turned out that Reffan's hand was much faster than the movement of his hand. Since then the eagle netra owned by the husband always stared intently at his wife. There was a curiosity with the expression of the wife who was surprised by the surprise cake from her. But Reffan felt not only surprised to be happy, there was something else that Reffan did not know.

Sapphira was surprised that her husband's hand wiped away her tears. He clasped Reffan's hand and kissed him.

"Geek the grasp of the universe. I know I'm covered in sins. Please let me ask for one man who cares for me, one man whose heart is my name, one man who looks at me, my husband. Please do not insult me in this world, especially in the Hereafter. Yes muqollibal qulub tsabbit qolbi 'ala diinik. Rabbanaa aatina fiddunyaa hasanah wafil aakhioti hasanah waqinaa adzabannar.*" Sapphira prayed in her heart that God would always take care of them both no matter what.

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*That means O Thinning substance, strengthen my heart above Your religion. Our Lord, give us good in this world and good in the Hereafter and protect us from the torment of hell.