I'm a Qualified Old Virgin
The Right Person

Papa Syifa and his family were also present. Although he could not marry his daughter, he was happy to watch his eldest daughter get married.

Grandma Sofiya and Aunt Rossita are also enthusiastic about welcoming Syifa's wedding. Although a bit late because of the delayed train schedule, but they can be present at the event before the event is finished.

Without anyone knowing, Arjuna was present outside the mosque. He also heard the procession of the ijab qobul was chanted. He wanted to make sure Syifa really belonged to another man. That way he can mengikhlaskan Syifa and begin to rise to move on.

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In the afternoon, Iqbal took Syifa and the entire Syifa family to the hotel where they were going to have their reception tomorrow. It made Syifa feel very happy. A very rare moment when an entire extended family can come together for a conversation.

Syifa and her mother who used to have no close relatives while in this city, now she has it all. He has a father, grandmother, brother, sister. And all the people he loved were gathered together to celebrate his happy day. The atmosphere was warm filled with laughter. He said today was the most beautiful moment of his entire life.

Syifa also felt that she was married at the right time and with the right person. Because Iqbal is always present when he needs someone by his side.

Towards the evening several women began to head to their rooms each because they were tired. Iqbal who also saw Syifa several times yawn immediately invited Syifa to their room.

"I'm sorry, it looks like Syifa is tired. I'll take him to the room first!" Iqbal asked permission.

"Yes Iqbal, you should also rest immediately. Because if the two brides wake up late, the show must be postponed later!" speak Inspiration with his clumsiness.

"Sister, what does that mean? Syifa never misses dawn. Isn't that right, Bi?" syifa asked Abi Imron for support.

"That was before marriage, Fa. If you are married, not necessarily. Isn't that right, Iqbal?" timpal Edward's. And all who heard laughed for it.

Syifa also met at once to hear his papa joke that seemed to start absurd.

"You do not care what they say. Quickly take Syifa to the room, Iqbal!" abi Imron.

Iqbal immediately took Syifa's hand. Even Iqbal did not release the item for a second before they reached the room they were in. Even so, the whole way to the room the two were still awkward and did not chat with each other.

Upon arrival in their room, Iqbal told Syifa to get ready for bed. He was sure Syifa must be tired because all day can not rest. A lot of relatives came. Until there is no time for a nap.

"I'm going to the toilet for a second!" syifa.

Iqbal nodded.

On the sidelines waiting for the wife who was in the bathroom, Iqbal chose to check his cellphone. There was a lot he had to take care of to prepare his plans for the next few days.

Cklek!

Iqbal immediately turned to the bathroom door to confirm the presence of Syifa. However, he was made flabbergasted when he looked towards the direction his wife was.

Syifa has removed her veil.

Iqbal momentarily glued fixedly staring at Syifa. It turns out that behind the veil is hidden the extraordinary beauty of Syifa. Even more beautiful than the last time he saw her while still in High School. Iqbal made pangling with the charm of Syifa. He could not turn away from Syifa.

Realizing that she was being stared at by her husband, Syifa felt embarrassed to take off her veil. He rushed towards the mirror intending to put his veil back on.

"Save that. Are you also going to sleep wearing your hijab?! said Iqbal then turned off the room lights and replaced it with a dim sleep lamp. Then he went first to the bed.

Syifa. Putting her veil on the bedside table, removing her headscarf, then laying down beside Iqbal. There was a sense of awkwardness that he felt back. Even Syifa had difficulty breathing.

Syifa glanced for a moment at Iqbal who turned out to have closed her eyes.

Unable to withstand the turmoil in his heart, Iqbal chose to close his eyes to restrain himself.

While Syifa who had difficulty sleeping, changed her sleeping position tilted to the side to turn her back to Iqbal. The movement of Syifa also made Iqbal curious to re-open his eyes.

Unexpectedly, Iqbal actually hugged her from behind and shifted Syifa's body to be very close to her.

Iqbal's actions made Syifa very surprised. Even now his heart is beating so fast. And, of course, it can also be felt by Iqbal.

In my heart, Iqbal was happy to know that Syifa felt the same way as she did.

The cup!

"Sleep fast!" said Iqbal after landing a kiss on the head of Syifa.

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Syifa woke up when a phone ringtone rang loudly. But not from his phone. Except from the phone lying on the side table Iqbal.

Syifa was about to get up, but there was a burly hand perched on her stomach. That made him unable to move.

Syifa momentarily noticed the face of Iqbal who was sleeping very fast without being disturbed at all by the sound of his cellphone.

"Handsome!" lirih. And then he smothered his mouth. He could have let go of praising Iqbal blatantly. Fortunately Iqbal was still deep in his sleep.

The sound of the phone again stole his attention because it never stopped. Finally Syifa decided to raise slowly the hand of Iqbal who was holding her, then she shifted slowly to get up.

It worked! his inner.

She rushed around the bed and checked on her husband's phone screen. Apparently it was an alarm ring set by Iqbal.

Syifa immediately shifted her screen to stop her. Then put it back on the table.

The clock shows at 04.00 WIB. Syifa decided to head for the bathroom. The plan was that it would wake Iqbal up later after washing his face and taking ablution.

However, when he came out of the bathroom, Iqbal was awake. Iqbal sat leaning on the sofa while looking at him.

"Emm, you slept really well. So I set the alarm. I wanted to wake up after taking ablution ...," Syifa explained without asking.

Iqbal nodded and stood up.

"Next time I don't need that alarm anymore because it's you!" he said as he passed through Syifa and immediately went into the bathroom.

Syifa frowned at hearing it. But that made him smile instantly. I feel happy because I feel needed.

Syifa immediately put on her face and prepared to perform the prayer.

Not long after Iqbal had been out of the bathroom. They finally did the prayer. Syifa was so happy that her dream was achieved. Salad with his priest.

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