I'm Not an Old Virgin
Season II: Mahligai of Love (Chapter 17.8)
Mega speechless. If his best friend knew how sincere Kevin was to him, then he would definitely be very happy. But on top of that happiness was a heart to sacrifice and there was a girl who silently wept over her farewell.
Isn't this situation very annoying?
"So.so Kevin and Asri-"
"That didn't happen. Ustad Vano has explained to me that Asri refused to marry Kevin, rest assured." Cut Ustad Azam from across there.
Mega let out a long sigh, she did not know whether to feel relieved or not to hear this news.
His best friend really kept his promise that he had made.
"Don't worry, your best friend already has a good life. Much better than you expected." Ustad Azam tried to cheer him up.
Mega became curious, he wanted to ask but was soon cut off by a reminder from the future husband.
"I won't tell you this matter now because if it's time, someday you'll find out. The point is he's fine and doesn't lack anything, you can trust what I say."
Mega biting her lips held back her unrealizable curiosity. Asking is also free because the prospective husband refuses to answer all his questions.
"You don't have to worry about Ai or Asri because they're fine. As for the thing that you deserve to worry and think about is about our contract day tomorrow. I hope our reception doesn't take much time because I want to have the first night right away"
"Ustad Azam, uh!" Cut Mega in panic with her beautiful face that has been flushed brightly like a boiled crab.
Not only was it red but it also felt very hot as it burned. Sick?
No, instead of pain he felt a sweet sensation that continued to overflow from his heart. This is the sweet sensation of the beauty of falling in love without the bond of courtship before marriage.
"Ustad Azam don't be a pervert, huh!" Mega protests shame.
"Lho, what a pervert, anyway? I'll say it's okay if tomorrow's the first night"
Mega really can't stand it. He did not want to hear Ustad Azam's next speech and immediately hung up.
"Udah well, Ustad. I'm sleepy and want to go to bed, assalamualaikum!"
And tud, and,
He closed the connection.
Mega then looked at the screen of his mother's phone with a pounding heart before hugging it warm. Feeling the warm feeling that kept popping out from within his heartbeat.
"It is true, O Allah! What I just thought! How could I think of a no-no-ah, this is all because of Ustad Azam! If he doesn't call it then I'll never think about it!" Her dumel bestows all the blame on Ustad Azam, her future husband who is now laughing on the other side.
Ustad Azam could imagine how furious Mega was right now. But the anger that Mega has is not a serious anger, but an adorable spoiled rage.
"I.I have to go to bed!" Break up while entering his room.
This dress will be a silent witness to her wedding tomorrow with Ustad Azam. This dress will only be used once in a lifetime and he will never wear it again because he uses it only for a Ustad Azam.
"Oh my God, I'm so nervous." Whisper complained.
"I'm not nervous, God." Whisper again with both eyes forced to shut.
At first it was very difficult but it did not take long he finally really entered into a dream world full of endless imagination. Explore a dream world dominated by beautiful dreams.
It was so beautiful, that he hoped that it would be wonderful if this dream world were real.
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At 3 pm, Mega house that has been decorated with various kinds of beautiful flowers and colorful typical sacred events are attended by many invited guests.
They come with a big smile on each face, in some places there will be voices full of gossip aura typical of mothers when gathered. However, the gossip they were talking about were good things without any vilifying words.
Then, in some places will also sound typical of the sound of children who are laughing, chasing each other and making parents cry out in panic anxious to handcuff each other's children so as not to make a tantrum again.
The atmosphere is very lively, full of sounds of happiness and sweet hope from invited guests.
However, the atmosphere that had been alive suddenly evaporated somewhere when he saw a long car group that slowly entered the front yard of Mega's house.
Passengers of the long car group one by one get out of the car. Showing faces full of happiness.
"Is it the family of the groom?" The guests began to wonder.
They raised their heads in curiosity to see what the bridegroom's face looked like. Obviously, in terms of material they know if the family of the groom-to-be is a very located person. Moreover, the surname Ustad Azam is no longer a stranger to some people.
But still, among them will be some people who do not know the Ustad Azam family. They will look striking in some places because they are very curious to see what Ustad Azam looks like.
"Mashaa Allah, not only comes from a wealthy family, but his bride-to-be was also a young Ustad from a boarding school outside the city and he had also memorized the Qur'an as much as 30 juz! Mashaa Allah, Mega is very lucky to meet this man." One of the mothers was amazed at how lucky Mega was.
As a mother she must have felt jealous of Mega and wanted the same situation to happen to her daughter. But what power, soul mate no one knows and in addition his daughter never went to school in the boarding school so Mega luck will be difficult to happen to his daughter, that's what this mother thinks.
"really? I became more curious to see how the groom-to-be looked." Others spoke with their necks stretched high peering at the bridegroom who was still not out of the car.
Meanwhile in the car a black van that has attracted the attention of many people.
"Azam, are you ready, son?" Papah's voice drew Azam's attention from his nervousness.
Ustad Azam took a deep breath before exhaling it with all sorts of strong determination in his heart.
"Bismilbornrahmanirrahim, Azam ready, Pah."