The Beginning of a Dream

You Are Special

"This is the mall we went to this afternoon, right?" Bagas showed the news on his phone to Ira.

Now they are on the beach in the Jakarta area. The two of them enjoyed the sea breeze that hit their bodies.

"Ah is right sir. Sapphira? She and her husband were still in custody. I'll call Safira." Ira suddenly panicked to read the news that Bagas was proposing.

Bagas pulled back his phone. Go down looking for related articles.

When Ira tried to contact Safira, Bagas held his phone.

"Safira is fine. You can definitely recognize this blue veiled woman!" Bagas gave his phone again.

Ira covered her mouth with her palm barely believing what she saw. "O Allah the Sapphira..."

The woman who went down the escalator quickly then ran towards the lobby door was her best friend. Her clothes were the same as during their last encounter.

He smiled, "He's fine. But how could he do that. You see her husband very...." Bagas laughed considering the incident earlier this afternoon.

"Safira must have run away from her husband when she saw a little boy who needed help." Ira smiled sweetly making the man beside her hypnotized for a moment.

Bagas smiled, "Well, may Sapphira survive her husband." He laughed again looking at the sea in front of him because of the danger once if he kept staring at Ira.

"Rba..." Bagas mentioned the name of the woman beside him, but his gaze was still towards the sea. Ira turned to Bagas as if asking Bagas to continue.

"I'm sorry if this seems sudden. But I'd better tell you." Bagas turned to Ira who was looking at him making Ira look down to avoid Bagas's gaze.

"Do you want to start a more serious relationship with me?" Without the opening words, he was straight to the point.

Ira's eyes stared at Bagas, eyes that signaled shock met with eyes that stared intently, locked onto her who was in confusion answering an impromptu question.

"I'm not dating." Ira answered with a low.

"What does it mean to ask me to propose to you?" Bagas smiled looking at Ira's expression.

Ira was surprised to see a beautiful face beside her. "Is Mr Bagas kidding?" His heart still did not believe.

"Don't joke sir!" Ira starts putting up her shield fearing that her heart will get hurt again because of men.

"Hey. Do you think I'm jokingly telling you that. What the hell are you Ira even I'm trying to look relaxed to cover the pounding on my chest." Bagas was upset to hear Ira's words as well.

They looked at each other for only a moment because there was a heart that rippled violently making the two turn their eyes to the beach simultaneously.

"Why me?" Ira's plan asked.

"Ask my heart why it makes my heart beat when I see your smile." Bagas answered slowly as well.

"Does Mr Bagas still love Sapphira?" Ira asked while glancing at Bagas expression

"Do you still love Damar?" Bagas asked back.

Ira is upset that her question was answered with a question and leaves her confused as to how.

"You don't like that question? I don't like Ra either. Wouldn't that make us remember the past. When I ask you to have a serious relationship it means I choose to love you. Now answer my question? Will you choose to love me and live my life with me?" Bagas looked at Ira trying to translate every expression that appeared there.

"I'm just an ordinary woman sir. My family lives in the village." Ira doesn't believe herself answering Bagas's questions.

"You're a good woman and to me you're special." Bagas.

Ira was stunned, remembering Sapphira's words to her. You're special, and your soul mate can see it. Ira blinked and held back the liquid that felt like it was going to spill from the corner of her eye.

"Does your silence mean yes?" Bagas asked again because Ira just looked down silently.

Ira swallowed his saliva. Then nodded slowly with a blushing face.

"Before halal we should take care of each other. Not touching each other, sir." Ira.

Bagas smiled, there was a sense of happiness even though his palm was only received by air. Ira's the right girl of his choice.

"All right, I'll take care of myself and you until I tie you up." Bagas pulled back his hand that Ira did not welcome. "I also don't want your best friend to hit my hand or even put a bag on my head."

They both laughed.

"Safira is scary. Mr. Fairuz was stabbed to the floor." Ira reminded them of that incident again.

"Hopefully this matter will end soon. Poor Sapphira, let alone her being pregnant." Bagas.

Ira looked at Bagas for a moment then looked down again.

Bagas understood the meaning of Ira's gaze.

"If you'll see me defending Safira or even helping her. Don't get me wrong, it's just a brother's good treatment, like a brother to his brother. Isn't Sapphira too kind and unworthy to be hurt?" Bagas explained before there was a misunderstanding.

Ira nodded then smiled. Wouldn't he also defend Sapphira like Sapphira had always been kind to him.

The twilight gradually faded, the sun was no longer visible, only a slight orange trace of light fading away. Bagas and Ira leave the beach, turning to the nearest mosque from their footsteps.

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Safira, Reffan, mama Raisa and papa Rendra just finished dinner. They were chatting while looking at the television. Since this afternoon mama Raisa also followed the news on social media featuring the figure of a mysterious woman who saved a girl.

Safira tries to act ordinary as a shadow of herself appears on the television screen. Though mama Raisa and papa Rendra also already know but do not want to discuss it because it is what caused Reffan angry earlier.

The girl he had been helping also appeared on television with a bruised forehead and chin but her face looked happy. The little girl's name was Fira as her name was. A male reporter interviewed him.

Reporter: Hey little adek, is anyone sick?

Fira: Little (touching his chin)

R: Are you still afraid?

F: (shaking)

R: That was great! (The reporter rubbed the boy's hair in anxiety). Fira still remember that big brother who helped earlier?

F: Yes, pretty sister

R: Fira saw his face?

F : (captured)

Q: Want to meet a beautiful sister?

F: Mauuuu (smiling happily)

R: Wherever the beautiful sister is, Fira is the little girl you have helped idolize you and want to meet you. Hope you see this show, baby! (wiping the hair of the sweet smiling little girl next to her mother)

Safira, mama Raisa and papa Rendra smile at the television but not with Reffan.

"What the fuck is that reporter? What pretty sister?" Reffan's face looks sour. "Why are you smiling?" Reffan glanced at Safira.

"The boy is so cute. Aren't we?" Safira rubbed her husband's arm to calm down.

"Our son is more cute. How much do you want? We'll make it."