
For a moment Bagas looked at Damar. Doubtful about leaving his friend. But when Safira is new, we definitely need a sweet drink. Just for a moment, he thought.
"Quick Ira pity Sapphira." Bagas invites Ira to find items that can be used immediately to resuscitate Safira.
"Yes, I asked in the lobby maybe they had." Ira followed Bagas' wide steps.
They're heading to the elevator. Ira opened the messaging app and then contacted Safira's husband.
R : Assalamu'alaikum..." Reffan thinks Safira called him.
I : Wa'alaikumsalam. Ira is Safira's friend.. (He quickly cuts the word Reffan)
R: What happened to Safira? (Reffan asked quickly)
I : Um.. Safira's fainted.
R: Where is it now?
I: In the training room
R: I'll be there immediately thanks.
Connection interrupted.
The elevator opened and they both got into the elevator.
"Room. I don't know if I feel weird about Damar's attitude towards Sapphira. What happened to Damar. Before the mutation to Yogyakarta was not Damar in Surabaya, he said the person he liked did not give him a chance and was married to someone else. Aih, what a man is Sapphira. I don't trust Damar." She worries about her own feelings.
Open elevator. Ira has stepped out.
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Men, creatures of God who do not like to be humbled. His self-esteem was so high, his emotions were often ignited when his pride was scratched. When he feels he deserves what he wants but can't achieve it, it's going to tear his pride apart. Indeed, not all men are so, but most of them his heart will hurt to accept rejection.
Damar is mostly a man who does not like to be rejected. He felt worthy of having the woman he wanted. But the woman who was now closing her eyes did not even give her a chance to show the seriousness of her words.
"Safira I love you. I know you're not dating, I'm ready to propose to you at any time." Damar stands next to Safira who is watching the beauty of the sunrise from Pananjakan in the Bromo area.
Safira. He saw Ira who was cool photographing not far from his place.
"Sorry. I can't Mr. Damar." Safira panicked as Ira looked towards him.
"Why? You need time to think? How long do you need? One week and two weeks, I can wait for Safira." Damar hasn't given up.
"No, Mr. Damar. I can't be with you. Sorry, I apologize again." Sapphira left Damar approaching towards Ira who was also walking towards him but his steps came to a halt.
"Is it because he's Sapphira?" Damar was between Sapphira and Ira. The point leads to Ira.
Sapphira and Ira are both.
"Because you will reject me. I love you Safira is not Ira. Can't you understand and give me a chance. You don't even think first to answer no. That fast you rejected me." Damar looked at Safira's face in anger.
Ira cried, turned around leaving Damar and Sapphira. Sapphira chased after Ira, continued to follow her even unnoticed Ira who expelled and pushed her body.
flashback off
Damar observed the pale face that still closed his eyes. Her pretty face was still dazzling when she fainted though.
The face that he wanted to touch first even now still left a longing wrapped in hate.
"Safira can't you see me with good intentions to marry you. Even after many months of my stay in Yogyakarta you never returned a message or picked up a phone call from me. You're married to someone else." Damar rested with his knees resting beside Sapphira who was lying on a chair.
His outstretched hand touched Sapphira's eyelids rubbing gently then down to her cheek. His heart pumped blood faster, Damar could not control himself after touching Safira's smooth cheeks now his fingers touched the pale pink lips. His heart could not resist the charm of Safira, the girl who had stunned him since he first saw her.
Damar's face was getting closer to Sapphira's face, looking at her beautiful lips that were engraved perfectly. His hand down the nose in front of him fell back to his lips. The roar of his chest made him want more than just touch her. Slowly Sapphira's lips made more and less distant, his hands framed the face of ayu who was still unconscious.
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