The Beginning of a Dream

Dinners

It feels so fresh after a warm bath. This is the first time Safira enjoys hotel facilities with a bathtub. Safira did not think he would be compensated on his expectations just for being trapped in an elevator for no more than 30 minutes.

Recalling the events in the elevator, Safira recalls Reffan. Yes Reffan was here, and they had just met. Safira thinks definitely Reffan also get compensation like him. But what Safira was confused about was Reffan's strange attitude of leaning on him with questions like his father.

“Ah please, why am I dizzy thinking of Reffan. Maybe he was just curious and surprised to see me again.”

“If he's here that means until tomorrow I'll meet him, including dinner later.” Suddenly Safira felt his body react strangely, his heart pumping blood faster making his body warm up and his hands sweat.

“Aih, what happened to me. How am I groggy gini anyway? Why are you Safira? Why is this sudden?” Quickly brushed aside the strange feeling that spread in his body just because remembering will meet Reffan.

Safira chose to drop his body on a soft mattress for a break while enjoying the twilight sky that is clearly visible from the window of his room. Safira thought it might be nice if she wasn't alone in this spacious room. Yeah, if Ira could come along, she'd have a chatmate by now.

Safira, a girl who likes simplicity, never seen thick makeup decorate her face, but still her face always looks bright and reassuring. This is what makes everyone feel at home for a long time to look at his face, so that is what his friends say when talking to Safira. That is what Bagas felt so much that he liked to look at Sapphira and be near her. Almost his eyes were closed as the twilight sky began to fade away changing into the night.

“Ah, this must have been magrib. Sleepy once..” his steps gontai headed to the bathroom, before long Safira had come out of the bathroom with a fresher face, remnants of ablution water is also still attached to his face.

Soon Safira held out his alphabet and then wear mukena dominated by brown with floral motifs. Of course, as Bagas once said, Sapphira's face seemed to shine when wearing mukena. Beautiful and soothing. Done three rakaat his duty as a Muslim, after his oral greetings still muttered softly glorify the name of his Lord and his hands looked up to seduce his Creator who has the nature of Loving and Loving, and loving, I don't know what's in do’anya his face looks sad at this time.

Just now both hands rubbed his face after berto’a,

Kriiing....

“Hallo... yes..?” still with the face he wore his hand swiftly grabbed the phone handle on the nightstand.

“Goodnight Mother Safira. We just wanted to deliver dinner for Mother to have prepared. You can immediately enjoy it at the top restaurant on the 11th floor.” There was the friendly voice of a woman across the street.

“Ok. Thanks Ma'am.” Safira

“Will Ibu Safira go to the restaurant now?”

“Ehm... later mbak, after Isya’ yes 7 hours more...”

“Good Mom will we wait for her arrival. Thank you, Safira. Good night.”

“Night.” The sapphire put the phone back in its original place.

Which favor of your Lord do you deny? Holy is the name of your Lord, the owner of glory and glory. The last two verses of Ar Rahman's letter close the text. The closure of his favorite Qur’an and placed it on the nightstand. Sapphire also returned to fulfill its obligations because it has entered Isya’ time. After the greeting, he again raised his hand for a while to seduce his Lord with prayers he had never missed. Wh why? Why does he always say’a, whether Sapphira believes do’anya will be granted by his Lord. Yes, of course he is very sure God, his Lord will grant do’nya. Even if not what he asks is granted, surely God will replace it with a better one. God knows best for him. And not only the arrogant will not raise his hand to’a to his Creator.

Now Safira has used a casual dress jeans skirt combined with a long sleeve shirt that is thick enough to be dominant navi and a similar colored hijab that dangles beautiful waist, very contrasting with the color of his skin white, white, this makes it look even more radiant with the light reflection of the lamp. The purse containing a wallet was then grabbed by his phone and put in a bag in his left hand. After making sure the important items he had to carry, he also stepped his feet towards the door of the room because it was undeniable Safira felt his stomach had danced to invite him to dinner this time.

The 11th floor, was currently her steps towards the restaurant on that floor. The issuance of a dinner voucher bearing his name. An officer hurriedly led him to a table....

“Wow...” that word echoed in Safira's heart upon arriving at a table in the VIP room. From his current place he could see the glittering lights of the city of Surabaya complete with his night sky. The table is very beautiful with a candlelight decoration that makes the atmosphere very romantic. As Sapphira regained her senses, she spread her gaze around, but he found no one else in the room except for an officer who was walking towards him carrying a glass of drink with lemon on the lip of the glass.

“Wait a minute, Mom. Soon the food will be ready and delivered here.” Said the friendly restaurant waiter with a smile.

Safira just nodded. Of course because he was still surprised to be in the VIP dining room, before Safira thought he would eat with many people with buffet menu. But in fact, he was alone in a very romantic room as if this had been prepared specifically for him.

Sapphira would touch her glass but not drink it because she remembered Reffan.

“What Reffan will be here?” considering that Sapphira was trapped in the elevator with Reffan and she had met Reffan, she should have eaten in his place as well. Once again Sapphira spread her eyes around and again she found no one but the restaurant waiter who was carrying food. The waiter swiftly arranged the food he brought in front of Sapphira who stared in amazement at the food in front of him. The food in front of him was definitely a special dish.

“Happy enjoy Mom. Just call us if there's anything you need. The dessert will be served later but if you want it call us.”

“Good, thanks ya!” safira's smile decorated her face.

“I don't need to linger here, maybe Reffan will come soon. I didn't know she had eaten here or not.” Safira thinks she should avoid meeting Reffan, she does not want to be in the same room again just alone with Reffan as in the elevator at that time.

Sapphira did not notice in another room not far from her seat that someone was smilingly staring at her from the side while enjoying the exact same dish that Safira enjoyed.

“Actually I am a little disappointed Safira, you do not wear a beautiful dress like that but you are still beautiful Safira even with casual clothes so.” Reffan spoke for himself without taking his eyes off his target.

“Sabar soon Reffan, wait Safira quite full first, he must be uncomfortable eating if you keep looking at him nearby.” Reffan was still talking to himself. Her net kept staring at Safira as if afraid that her target would disappear from her sight.

“Now time!” Reffan stood up then stepped away from his desk. Of course he's gonna move tables.

Safira had just finished her last chew when someone stood beside her. Of course Safira was surprised, because the person was already beside him when before Safira did not hear any footsteps approaching.