The Beginning of a Dream

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Bugs!

Along with the punch that hit his cheek. The voice of a different person at the door called out his name.

"The room!" The cries of Bagas and Ira were almost at the same time.

Damar only caught a glimpse of Bagas and Ira as the collar was being forcefully pulled by Hans, the man in front of him had just punched him.

"What are you doing jerk!" Hans pulls a stronger Damar collar. Hans was furious, his hands still clenched towards Damar.

Bagas and Ira had seen Damar's face very close to Sapphira suddenly Hans grabbed Damar's collar and landed his fist on Damar's face.

Bagas walked slowly but surely approached towards Damar felt his chest heat up.

"Fuck you Damar!" A fist landed back on his face this time from Bagas.

"What kind of man takes an uproar when women are unconscious." Bagas's sharp gaze pierced Damar's eyes.

Damar pushes rough Bagas' body.

"Why? You like her too? That's hypocritical!" Damar made a sound while rubbing the corners of his lips.

Plaque! A slap landed on Damar's face.

"What the fuck are you Ira, you jealous? I told you, I love Sapphira not you!" Damar shouted in front of Ira who was crying.

"It wasn't from me. That's from Sapphira, if he realizes it's not just one slap that will land on your face Mr. Damar. And again, I'm not jealous, my love is no longer left in my heart to see what you've done to my best friend." Ira steeled herself to speak and it relieved her.

"You know Safira is married, and you also know Safira never wants to be in contact with men. What do you think of Damar?" Hans gripped Damar's face directing him to look at Safira who was still unconscious as well.

Damar took off Hans's grip. There was a sudden sense of guilt in his heart, for a moment he followed his lust to vent the longing that had not been welcomed. And now that he was shocked, the people around Sapphira alternated releasing anger at him.

"Safira." his lips muttered softly. "Sorry."

The sound of shoes clashing with the floor spread noise in the room. Quick steps to approach them.

A perfect looking man with a man who was slightly behind him was now in front of them all. Reffan came with a sharp look towards the three men who were there.

"Hans, Bagas and Damar what's going on?" Reffan asked in his heart, seeing the corner of Damar's bruised lips and cheeks. Then he turned to see his wife who was still unconscious lying in a row of chairs.

"Can anyone explain to me what happened?" The cold voice of Reffan made the people in the room thump and look at each other.

"Safira fainted as she was about to stand up after the event was over. After the presentation, his face was pale." Bagas finally spoke after glancing at Ira who looked down with eyes that were still red.

Reffan stared at Bagas at a glance then looked back at Sapphira approaching towards him. Reffan lowered his face closer to his wife's face.

"Darling, can you hear me?" Reffan rubbed his wife's cheek gently, pecked her face and ended up on her lips but Sapphira did not respond in the slightest.

All who were there were surprised to see Reffan pecking at Sapphira's face without hesitation. Bagas and Hans smiled. Ira. Damar closed his eyes.

"Stupid you are Damar, what would Safira's husband do if he saw what you did. Safira is married, happy with her husband. Why else would you harbor a feeling that would never be welcomed, would only hurt yourself." Damar wept in his heart to condemn his folly.

"Yesterday last met, he was fine right?" Hans asked who.

"Safira had fainted before after coming out of the virus room." Bagas answered flatly.

Ira glared at him in surprise. Bagas just realized his mistake.

"I mean Mr. Fairuz. Sorry my tongue slipped." Bagas scratched his head.

Reffan's hand clenched with a glued look on his wife's pale face.

"Why don't you tell me Safira." Reffan was angry in his heart.

"Good sir." Bayu who had been silent only saw each face that was there. There was a fight and someone was crying. That was his conclusion after seeing each face there.

Reffan lifted up Safira's body and carried her out of the room. Only his wife's face that he looked at with uncertain feelings, worry, anger, jealousy and somehow that made his chest feel tight.

"Thank you for the help." Bayu finally felt the need to thank also then followed his boss after taking Safira's belongings. Ira also handed Safira's phone to Reffan's assistant.

After the departure of Reffan who brought Sapphira. The four of them looked at each other.

"Give up." Bagas patted Damar's shoulder.

"Honestly, I loved her. But right now only the feeling of wanting to protect was still left in my heart. I thought it was good and it was better for my heart. I was happy when he was happy and I could still be friends with him. She doesn't deserve our love because her husband has showered her with love but she doesn't deserve our hate, she never asks us to love her." Bagas said wisely at this time trying to resuscitate his friend. Hans approached towards them patting their shoulders.

"Women aren't just Safira, don't lock your heart." Hans was calm.

"I'm first." Damar bade and then stepped out.

"You want to talk while you're talking? Yuk deck?" Hans brought the two remaining men.

"Yuk bang." Bagas answered enthusiastically to make Hans and Ira smile.

"Does Sapphira need to know about this?" Ira started talking while they were in the elevator.

"I don't think it's necessary, he'll be sad and hurt later if he finds out." Bagas.

Hans nodded.

"He's been hurt a lot by the virus." Just ordinary talk.

Ira glared again.

"What happened to Sapphira? You owe me a debt." Hans looked at Bagas and Ira in turn.

The elevator opened, they stepped out. Ira was still glaring at Bagas while the one glared at was just grimacing.

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"How's doc?" Reffan asked after the doctor finished examining Safira. Safira was still unconscious as well.

The female doctor who examined Safira smiled.

"The wife is just tired." The doctor replied with a smile.

"But why did you faint Doc?" Reffan was not satisfied with the doctor's answer which still hangs.

"The condition of pregnant women is different especially in early pregnancy." Doctor explained.

"That my wife is really pregnant?" Reffan confirmed again.

"Rubber sir. Congratulations sir." The doctor smiled looking at Reffan's teary eyes.

Reffan gently rubbed Safira's head into the top of his head. Then switch to rub the stomach of Sapphira is still flat. There is a most beautiful gift there for him and Sapphira.

"After Ms. Safira realized, the obstetrician will come here so that it can be done to look at the fetus." Doctor barrister.

"Good doc. Thanks." Reffan.

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"So what happened to Sapphira and the virus?" Hans opened his voice demanding an explanation from Safira's friends.