The Beginning of a Dream

Lioness

Fairuz was puffing and now his hands were clenched. The elevator opens, Safira exits unhindered. Take a deep breath then throw it away to reduce his nervousness. Threatening was not Sapphira's nature, but she was tired of being threatened by her leader.

"Now we see what Safira's reaction is, hopefully he stops after this." Please Sapphira in her heart.

An hour passed from his working hours there was no sign of Fairuz calling him. Safira calmly did her job. Bagas was still watching him, and Ira looked back and forth at Safira, worrying about her best friend because she knew.

Almost taking a break, Safira forgot to tell Bayu. He grabbed his phone typing something in there.

S: Assalamu'alaikum. Mr. Bayu, I know it's been two days but please don't tell my husband just yet. I will tell him myself later.

B: Wa'alaikumsalam. Is the problem solved?

S: I hope.

B: Is he still approaching you?

S: Hopefully not anymore.

Bayu who was sitting with Reffan focused on his phone, did not realize Reffan was paying attention to him.

"Is there work that is unfinished, you seem to be very busy." Reffan asked.

Bayu who was still thinking about Safira's hanging answer became unfocused with the person in front of him.

"No sir, just replying to a message from Ms. Safira."

Duaarrr!

Lightning seems to strike in the middle of the day without cloudiness or accompanying rain.

"Stupid! What are you saying Bayu! You idiot!" Bayu closed his eyes condemning his unfocused self until it slipped in front of Reffan.

Reffan's eyes were already staring at him sharply, the hands resting on the table were already clenched.

"What do you mean reply to Safira's message. Why did he send you a message?" Reffan's eyes were already glittering plus the emphasis on every word that came out of his mouth.

"Ehm, sir." Bayu hesitated to continue his words but was already mispronounced. If he lies, he'll be done.

"Just tell me not to be so convoluted!" Reffan kicked off the table, fortunately they're in the private room now.

"Bu Safira asked for help to find the data of his superiors...." Answer Bayu slowly

"Why? Tell me quickly!" Reffan was impatient with Bayu's reply

"Because the boss wanted Safira." Bayu looked at Reffan's flushed face

"Suck!" Reffan. "Give me your phone! Hurry Bayu!"

Bayu gurgling gives her phone.

"Open!" Command Reffan

Bayu immediately opened a chat conversation with Safira.

Reffan's eyes stared intently at Bayu's phone, his index finger twitching on the screen. His chest moved up and down, his emotional vapors in the crown could already be clearly seen.

"Did Safira call you too?" Reffan's eyes were still staring at the flat screen of his assistant.

"No sir! Just chat that's it." Bayu gurgled in reply while catching his cell phone that Reffan threw at him."

"Why did Safira call you and ask you for help?" Reffan turned to stare at Bayu now.

"Fear?!"

"Maybe afraid that Mr. Reffan is angry or telling him to stop working."

Reffan's hands clenched, multilayered anger. Angry at Safira who instead opens up with her assistant, angry at Bayu who hides Safira's request from her and mounting anger at Fairuz of course.

"You Bayu!" Reffan's hand was clenched to hit Bayu but he was arrested.

"I'm sorry sir!" Bayu lowered his head when he saw Reffan's clenched hand hovering.

"How can you hide it from me? Uhhh!" Reffan slammed his body to sit back.

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While in his study. Safira who had just felt the calmness of a few hours had to stiffen back up as Fairuz called out to him after a break.

"Come on Safira!" Fairuz's voice from behind the desk with eyes still staring at the laptop in front of him.

Sapphira walked closer towards the table, beristighfar since earlier in her heart.

"Are you enjoying your day? Your face seems so happy not to do much work today. I don't care about you anymore for not giving you a task today. But there's a job I need to get done quickly. Come closer, you want to know what I'm doing, right?" Fairuz turned the laptop facing towards Safira.

Sapphira's eyes widened looking at the file in front of her. There are Bagas Aditama and Meira Savitri names there. Mutations.

"I'm busy today. Thinking about who I would propose for the mutation, these two names seemed to be the right choice. Isn't that Safira?" Fairuz smiled obnoxiously towards Safira.

"You should have thought wisely before threatening me Safira, the fate of your friends is in your hands..."

"Pak Bagas was just mutated here five months ago. How can it be mutated again? And Ira.." Safira cut off Fairuz's conversation but then Fairuz cut it back.

"You're too naive, baby. Life is about Safira's choices. And everything is not free. If you want your friends not to be mutated to a faraway island. You have to pay for it." Fairuz stood up from a chair around his desk and sat in front of the table beside Sapphira. "You pay!"

Sapphira clenched her hands, her chest rising and falling rapidly. His mind is raging, Mr. Bagas does not mind to be mutated anywhere but Ira, what if Ira is mutated to the island of East Indonesia, Ira a woman. If it were for me, Ira would probably hate him the way Damar liked him.

"Your business with me why involve my friends?" Sapphira looked hatefully at the person next to her.

"Didn't you also involve my wife in our affairs. We're impacting?" Fairuz brought his face closer.

"That means. If my friends are mutated because of you, your wife will know her husband's behavior. That's what you mean?" Safira spoke firmly not one bit looking towards Fairuz.

"Safira!" Fairuz.

"I've been patient enough with your behavior. If you keep bothering me and my friends. Then your wife and my husband should know your behavior."

"You!" Fairuz stood pointing at Safira's face.

"Stop threatening me. You're wrong target sir! Do what you want to do and I will do my part. But my advice, stop this!" Safira spoke slowly but on target. Fairuz is not warted. Fairuz miscalculated, the woman in front of him was really angry as she nudged her friends.

Fairuz managed to suppress Safira with the tasks piling up and Safira was silent. But when his friends would be touched Safira was really angry. Fairuz did not expect Safira's weak point that he thought would further pressure Safira to make the lioness wake up.

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Safira left Fairuz's room with Fairuz still sculpting. Safira sat back in the chair, adjusting her breathing to calm down, grabbed her phone and turned off the voice recording. Ira approached him, clasping his hand. Safira smiles.

"I'm doing fine. Go back to work Ir." Safira tells Ira to go back to her desk.

Safira focused on finishing her work. Right at home, Safira packed up and immediately got out of her chair after saying goodbye to her friends. He walked quickly to the elevator. Sapphira wanted to meet her husband and tell him everything before Bayu told her husband.

The elevator button in front of him. The open elevator showed a figure he really wanted to meet.