The Beginning of a Dream

Draw up a Plan

Safira goosebumps herself her full name is called her husband. His heart immediately thumped.

S: I don't know why

R: Oh yeah? Then why are your eyes so red

S: (Oh I forgot to reflect earlier) My eyes may have entered water

R: What about your face?

Q: Why my face? (Safira stood in front of the glass)

R: You saw your own face, right?

S: Looks like aka mas

R: That's it. Must have been Adhan Isya' in Sanakan? Pray fast and sleep. Don't turn off the phone!

S: Yes mas (advanced Isha' prayer)

Reffan felt Sapphira was covering up his situation. Had he been near Safira at this time, he would have been able to urge Safira to tell the truth.

S : Yes...

R: Yes, dear

S: I have finished praying

R: Sleep. Tomorrow morning before you leave there will be someone who delivers breakfast for you

S: No need for a car. Tomorrow i'm.... (Not finished talking Reffan has cut his sentence)

R : Shhh... Don't argue! Go sleep!

S : (Smiling) Mas...

R: Yeah?

S: I miss

R: My miss is much bigger than your miss

S: (Smiling but holding back tears out) Sorry!

R: Sleep!

Sapphira closed her eyes, but between her eyes, a single tear escaped from one of the closed eyes. And it did not escape the sight of Reffan. Reffan still has not hung up his phone line waiting for Safira's regular breath which indicates Safira is completely asleep.

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It was still morning, the clock on the new wall crawled at number six. But Safira was tidy with her work clothes. He was waiting for the food to be delivered for his breakfast.

"Ah, that must be him." The sound of the padlock clashing with the iron fence that was deliberately swayed to call the residents of the house made Safira immediately stand up.

And sure enough, there was already a woman standing in front of the fence of her house. Safira smiles at him and then unlocks the lock of the fence.

"Good morning, Safira." The woman smiled in greeting.

"Good morning. Sorry I'm a hassle." Safira receives the box from the hands of her husband's employees.

"Not at all ma'am. Sorry I said yes mom. I have to get back to the hotel." The female employee resigned.

"alright. Thanks again, yes." Safira smiled very sweetly. Karyawati was stunned for a moment to be given a sincere smile of his boss' wife.

"Geez, very friendly, Safira ma'am, it's so pretty that smile." Inner of the employee

Safira went back inside the house. Photographing the lunchbox and sending it to her husband.

S :**M**you are sorry... Muuuaaacccch (emoticon kiss)

R: Equally dear. Muuuuuaaaaaaaaaacccchhh (three-row kiss emoticons)

Safira smiles. Immediately enjoyed the food in front of him which aroma immediately wafted once opened making his stomach even more hungry. Seafood fried rice with abundant large shrimp, grilled sandwiches, assorted fresh fruit. Safira really likes shrimp, this must have been specially ordered by her husband.

"Oh Allah, there are many. This intention makes me fat." Safira already can not stand scooping prawns plump that make his eyes sparkle.

Safira was determined not to care about Fairuz. He will stay until next month, waiting for the money to pay the fine. His steps felt lightly open the gate so that his car could get out, he did not care at all for a Fairuz even glanced at him no.

But the man of no manners followed Safira who was about to get into the car, his hand holding the door when Safira was already sitting in the car.

"Are you not lonely driving alone. Let me drive for you." Fairuz bowed with his hands still holding on to the car door.

Safira kicked the car door open wide. He got out of his car.

"Sir Fairuz, please don't make me lose my manners on you." Safira could not control the rumbling in his chest. The person in front of him was even relaxed, leaning on the body of Safira's car.

"You are so beautiful Sapphira. Natural." Speak with sharp eyes from top to bottom.

Sapphira was very worried about the sight of the person in front of her.

"I don't need your words. Excuse me." Safira got back into the car and quickly slammed the car door, locking it.

Fairuz walked out of the fence with his eyes still piercing towards Sapphira. When Sapphira locked the fence of her house she approached again.

"I can give you happiness Sapphira. Multilayered happiness. You just follow my will." He said behind Safira who was locking the gate.

"I suggest you go to the doctor to check yourself. It seems like your mind is no longer normal." Safira chimed in without even looking.

Fairuz laughing. An annoying laugh, eager for Safira to float her shoes to the head of people nearby so that her mind is conscious.

"You are so adorable, Safira. Have dinner with me later, you'll know how gentle I am to women."

"You're completely insane sir!" Safira ran a little towards her car. Jump in, lock the door and drive the car.

In the parking lot in front of his office. Safira is still behind the wheel. Thinking for a moment, Fairuz had dared to go to his house and he was alone there. "I have to do something."

Safira picks up her phone, looking for the name of Bayu her husband's assistant. Then start typing.

S: Assalamu'alaikum Pak Bayu. I need your help but please don't tell my husband.

Bayu who was ready to come out of the hotel room to accompany Reffan breakfast stood leaning on the door. His forehead frowned at the message from his boss' wife. This was the first time the boss' wife had sent him a message

B: Wa'alaikumsalam. What help ma'am?

Q: Mr. Bayu I can ask you to find information about my manager named Fairuz Saputra. I need information about his family, the source of his wealth and his weaknesses.

B: Sorry mom. Wh-wh-what for?

Q: Can you help me without my husband's knowledge?

B: What is it all for?

Q: I really need it, Mr. Bayu.

B: I can't help if you don't say what the man's information is for.

Safira was silent for a moment, embarrassed to have to say the reason to Bayu. Bayu is her husband's assistant must have been the one who asked Reffan to find all the information about her before getting married to Reffan. Safira no longer knew who to turn to for help who could act quickly. Not to know all that requires an experienced person.

His fingers hesitated to type letter by letter.

S: He wants me

Message sent too.

Bayu was furious reading it, his left hand clenched. If he's this grim, what if his boss finds out.

Q: Please, don't tell my husband first.

B: You realize bu Safira will be angry what pack Reffan later. Not just for me, but for you as well.

S: I know. Let me take care of it, I desperately need that information sir.

B: Don't play around with Miss Safira. Do not harm yourself. I know exactly the nature of men.

Safira almost gave up.

Q: Please help me just this once, Mr. Bayu.

B: Good. I've only given you two days to solve this problem. Then I'll talk to Mr. Reffan if you haven't finished it. Later in the day you will get the information you want.