The Beginning of a Dream

Uncovered

Sapphira still widened her eyes staring at the piece of paper before her. It's a coincidence, but.... RSB Reffan Satriya Bagaskara could be the CEO of this hotel? Safira quickly took her phone from the bag, her finger nimbly typing something on her flat screen. And her pink lips opened up indicating she was very surprised to find the facts in accordance with her thinking. The era of all sophisticated today makes it easy for us to know something only with advanced mobile phones and the internet. This is what Safira has just done to find out the CEO of the hotel where she is staying.

“Ah, I deserve all this, Reffan prepared all this, he set me up!”

Safira stared at the city's splendid lights from her bedroom window, inversely proportional to her chaotic heart. He recalled his reason for staying at this hotel. Safira had already refused to accept the voucher given to her but the woman in front of her forced her and said if Safira did not accept it she would be fired. Safira really does not want because of himself someone lost his job. But behold now his compassion makes itself in the domain of Reffan.

“I have to get out of here soon, tomorrow morning I'm leaving. If I force myself to leave tonight, this will make the employee suspicious and instead contact Reffan. I need to get ready now.”

Safira wanted to close his eyes for a while but failed, because at this moment he was really anxious and his mind was already languishing everywhere. Yes his mind has been filled about Reffan and it has made him unable to fall asleep. Until the early hours of the morning Safira was still awake and finally she moved from her soft mattress to the bathroom, one minute later Safira had come out of the bathroom with a wet face. With his alphabet on and his face on, Sapphira chose to pray at night to calm himself down and ask his Lord for protection. Just now his hand rubbed his face finished berTO’a drowsiness suddenly attacked him. Sapphire also fell asleep on his alphabet with a curled position and face that is still attached to his body.

Two hours later Safira fell asleep, at four o'clock Sapphira woke up from feeling the cold piercing her bones. Ah, of course Safira only rests on a prayer mat in an air-conditioned room. Safira woke up and stretched his stiff muscles. At first glance he grabbed his phone to look at the clock there, then his steps ended in front of the table grabbed a bottle of mineral water and opened it and poured into a teapot made of stainless in front of him, Safira was currently making tea for herself to neutralize her cold body. It didn't take long to make it and a cup of tea with steaming smoke was ready in front of him. Safira then went to the bathroom for ablution because the tea was too hot to be enjoyed. After the dawn prayer, he went back to his tea, enjoying a slow warm tea in his hand while pouring the warmth from the cup into his hand. Then she remembered something, a cake she had not touched, and stood up to pick it up and went back to the original place to enjoy the food and drinks that had not been exhausted. Sapphira does not like to leave much less throw food, redundancy is something she hates. At this time his food and drink had moved into his stomach, he felt his body was more normal.

Before half-six Safira planned to leave her room, she would reason that there was an agenda this morning at the front office if they asked at checkout. Reffanpun may still be asleep at this time. Sapphira gave a glance at the room she was about to leave, she made sure that none of her belongings were left behind because she did not want to return to this room and this hotel. Diraihnya hijab and wear in front of the mirror, his face plain without makeup in the slightest but does not reduce the beauty attached to him. Threw a large bag and passed his feet to the door, Safira had grabbed the doorknob and now the door was open displaying the gallant body of a man.

“Astaghfirulloh..” strangled Safira, who found Reffan already standing in front of him. Reffan smiled to find Safira surprised to see him.

“Where are you Safira, you won't miss your breakfast right? You haven't even taken a shower!” reffan said with a sharp look towards Sapphira.

Sapphira widened her eyes towards Reffan, she did not expect Reffan to say it. Safira was still wearing clothes last night, but Reffan shouldn't have said if he hasn't taken a shower, it sounds sensitive said a man to a woman.

“You're surprised I found out your plan Safira?” said Reffan who was still staring fixedly at Safira.

Sapphira was silent, without feeling the need to answer Reffan's question.

“At least you need breakfast before going Safira.” Feeling no response from Sapphira, Reffan did not give up just like that.

“No before you breakfast first.”

“You can not manage my life Mr. Reffan, even if you are the owner of this hotel!” safira's voice rose up to hear Reffan, who never let him go.

Reffan smiled seeing the girl in front of him angry at him, even when angry Safira was adorable and made Reffan imagine hugging the girl when angry and get rejection from her and blows that will tighten Reffan's embrace on her. Only the wishful thinking of Reffan of course.

“So you already know, good then. You should know Sapphira, I don't want this guest of mine to leave my place on an empty stomach. So now put your bag back in the room and come with me for breakfast.”

“Dear Reffan sir, I told you I have a plan this morning, I have to go.” Safira stressed a few words in her speech hoping the man in front of her would immediately let her go.

“What plan is Safira? Planning to get out of this place soon? Let's just say your plan has failed, and which one do you choose to eat breakfast at the restaurant now or have breakfast with me in the room? I can have them bring food here if you don't want to go down to the restaurant.”

Sapphira gulped her saliva at the words of Reffan, Reffan was really a forger and it was his fault that he had to be stuck here.

“Alright I will have them take breakfast to your room, your room.. We will have breakfast in your room.” Reffan had already grabbed the phone from his pants pocket.

“No, I don't want to!” Safira hastily refuted Reffan's remarks

“Then put your bag down and come with me.” Now Reffan's speech is more like a command sentence that does not want to be disputed.

Sapphira did not not want to refuse it, but she knew at this time whatever she did would only be in vain, she just did not want to be more desperate and more difficult to escape from Reffan. He was forced to obey and put his bag back in the room and closed the door from the outside.

There was not a word that came out of the lips of Reffan or Sapphira, Sapphira just followed Reffan who brought him to a table in the garden area, from his current place they could see some people who enjoyed a fairly large swimming pool. Sapphira's gaze soon shifted as a servant came to bring them two glasses of juice.