I'm a Qualified Old Virgin
Honeymoon

Early in the morning Iqbal and Syifa were already preparing for their journey somewhere. Iqbal had prepared everything they had to carry. On this trip even Iqbal did not involve Tom's assistant or even wear a driver.

"May the journey be smooth until the destination safely yes, Boss!" tom said as they were leaving.

"Great home and grandma to me, Tom. Let me know if there's anything important. If it's not good, I'll cut your pay!" iqbal threat.

"Ready, Boss!" tom said, saluting.

Despite saying so often Iqbal never once cut his salary. Always give him a bonus every month.

Iqbal immediately started his car engine and slowly left his residence towards the streets. It takes them 4 hours to get to their destination. Syifa was curious where her husband would take her. Because Iqbal shut his mouth tightly as a surprise for Syifa.

Sometimes Syifa seems to evaporate. He felt tired after sitting in the car for hours. Iqbal rarely asked him to speak. Only occasionally offer him to stop by the mini market or to the toilet in the refueling. It was quite difficult for Syifa to adjust to the quiet Iqbal.

It was different if he was traveling with Dina, his assistant in the Advocate's office. The woman will not get tired of babbling so Syifa was carried away by the pleasant atmosphere along the way. Driving is fun too.

"Sleep. I will wake up when I arrive" said Iqbal, turning his gaze toward Syifa.

Syifa simply nodded in response. It's like someone new to know. It's very awkward. He has become husband and wife.

Without feeling a moment later Syifa fell asleep too. Iqbal who was also tired decided to stop for a moment in front of the mini market. He watched Syifa who was sleeping. It was so good that I didn't wake up when the car stopped.

Iqbal secretly took a photo of Syifa sleeping with her phone. He seemed interested in admiring Syifa's beautiful face without being known to his people. Syifa had already lowered her veil because she was in the car. So that Iqbal could freely look at the face of Syifa who was sleeping. Once he was satisfied, he continued his journey.

Just when the dzuhur adhan reverberated they were arriving at their destination. Although during the day the atmosphere in this place is very cool and beautiful. Iqbal patted Syifa's nose to wake her up.

Instead of opening his eyes immediately, Syifa just moved slightly to change his sleeping position because he was disturbed. That made Iqbal even more anxious.

Unfortunately there were already two pairs of eyes already waiting for them to come down. Slowly Iqbal intended to justify the location of the Syifa veil, but it actually made Syifa wake up.

"Nr ...!" shifah and immediately made the two equally surprised.

"Em, it's here. Comeondown!" said Iqbal then immediately justify his sitting position.

Syifa seemed to be observing the atmosphere around her. In front of him, there is a house that is not too big, beautiful and fun to live in. Because around the house there are many flowers and shady trees. It is very cool even during the day.

They then got out of the car. Their arrival was greeted by a couple assigned to guard the villa.

"Welcome Mr. Iqbal!" say both.

"This is Bu Siti and Mr. Bejo, those who look after this villa!" Iqbal introduced them to Syifa.

"Ashypha!" syifa said while greeting Ms. Siti.

"My wife!" Iqbal.

"Oh, come on in, Mom!" said Ms. Siti to Syifa.

Although it felt strange to be called 'Mom' by an older person, Syifa finally just nodded in agreement. They all went into the house. While Mr. Bejo chose to go to the trunk to carry their luggage.

"Everything I asked for has been prepared, ma'am?" ask Iqbal.

"Already, Sir. I have all prepared. Do you want to rest or eat first? I also had lunch prepared!" said Bu Siti.

"We'll pray first, Miss Siti. You guys can go home. Thank you and happy holidays!" Iqbal.

For the next week they would not come but Iqbal gave them a week to vacation as long as Iqbal occupied the villa.

"Good Sir, Mom. Excuse us!"

"Yes, Miss Siti. Thanks again for the help!" said Iqbal kindly.

Syifa stared in wonder at her husband that Iqbal's attitude was really friendly to his subordinates. Very different if with him that feels cold and stiff.

After they died Iqbal showed them their room. And say if it's a week ahead they'll stay in that villa.

"Can you cook?" ask Iqbal.

"Yes. I'm used to helping my mom cook every day!" answer Syifa.

"good. Because this week you have to cook for both of us. Clean the house and we will do everything ourselves. You don't mind?" ask Iqbal.

"No problem. I was also used to doing it myself before," Syifa replied.

"Okay, now we pray first. Do your luggage later after lunch!" Iqbal.

Syifa nodded.

After lunch. Iqbal invited Syifa to sit back beside the house while enjoying the atmosphere around the villa.

"You come here often?" ask Syifa.

"Just twice. First, when buying this villa. The second is currently with you!" Iqbal.

"Oh yeah? when did you buy it?" ask Syifa again.

"A month ago. Two days after you received my sermon!" Iqbal.

Syifa was immediately surprised to hear it. Because that means Iqbal deliberately bought this villa for the two of them.

Suddenly it rained. Iqbal and Syifa finally decided to enter the house. Iqbal asked for time to rest because he felt tired after long hours of driving. Syifa who had been sleeping in the car chose to clean their luggage and put the clothes into the closet.

By late afternoon Syifa went to the kitchen intending to cook. The refrigerator was already full of food. Syifa recalled the moment after the wedding yesterday Iqbal looked busy with his phone. Apparently her husband had prepared carefully for their visit to this villa since then. Because if the office business must have asked Tom's assistant to take care of it.

After cooking Syifa back to the room. Iqbal woke up and was in the bathroom. Syifa went to the closet to pick up a change of clothes. He intended to take a bath after that just perform prayers.

Cklek!

Syifa reflex turned her head to the bathroom, and gasped when she saw Iqbal coming out of the bathroom wearing only a waist towel. Syifa immediately turned and refocused on the contents of the closet. Although he actually felt very nervous and confused how to.

Iqbal was no less surprised to see Syifa was already in the room. There was no intention of showing that innocent part of his body. But because of the responsibility, he behaved as mediocre. They are husband and wife.

After taking the clothes Syifa immediately went into the bathroom by passing Iqbal just like that. Arriving in the bathroom, he could breathe.

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After the prayers of maghrib and qiroah, they had dinner. This was the first time Iqbal would eat Syifa cuisine. Syifa swiftly served Iqbal to bring rice and side dishes to the Iqbal plate.

When I received it Iqbal watched Syifa's cooking carefully. Actually he was not sure to eat it, but because he did not want to make Syifa disappointed Iqbal forced himself to taste it.

But what Iqbal was worried about was really happening.

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