I'm Not an Old Virgin
Season II: Mahligai of Love (Chapter 17.14)
"Really?" Ustad Azam suddenly felt his body heating up for no reason.
Before, he was okay.
Mega nodded her head convincingly.
Ustad Azam was still unsure. Because he does not want his wife to feel uncomfortable when they do ekhem.
"Would we just postpone our first night?" Tanya Ustad Azam was not willing but the comfort of his wife was paramount at the moment.
Hearing this Mega panicked, he shook his head strongly against this idea - but a few seconds later he realized what he was doing. Shame, his face back down did not dare to look at the face of the husband who was now laughing at him.
"My wife.I didn't expect you to be this kind of person-"
"If Mas Azam does not want to, yes, Mega will not make any meaning. Just do not regret tomorrow continue to demand Mega to fulfill the obligations that Mas Azam refused himself." Threaten Mega to pout with the shame that has mounted.
First she fell to her knees in front of her husband, second she humiliated herself by refusing to - oh come on, Mega can't think of any of this!
He is truly a word of shame and has the desire to turn back time!
"I'm kidding, baby." Ustad Azam had stopped laughing.
"I can't possibly miss our night of worship, let alone this is a first for both of us. Isn't this very exciting?" Whisper Ustad Azam with his voice growing hoarse.
Mega pouted, "So she said she wanted to procrastinate.." He's obviously sulking.
Ustad Azam was anxious, this time he did not hold himself back anymore as he touched his wife's tender cheek. Touching him lightly without exertion could have left his wife injured.
"Ustad Azam, uh!" Mega hurriedly protected her pinched cheek Ustad Azam.
To be honest this does not hurt, even Mega felt he was spoiled by the husband.
"I'm sorry, does your cheek hurt?" Ask worried.
Mega again shook her head in embarrassment, "No pain, Mas."
Ustad Azam breathed a sigh of relief. He then grabbed his wife's left hand, touching their white wedding ring with a sweet feeling.
"I'm worried about you, baby. I'm afraid you'll feel uncomfortable if we keep doing it. However, if you are fine then it would be nice for us to immediately worship while expecting a riddho from Allah, would you?"
Mega squeezed her husband's hand. A few seconds later he nodded his head.
"I want to, Mom." Shame answer.
Afterwards, Ustad Azam helped Mega remove the long headscarf that had been wrapped around his wife all day. Hiding his long black hair that has the fragrance of strawberry fruit. It's very sweet.
The hijab has been removed and their next step should be to take a shower. The first person to take a shower was Mega. She went into the bathroom to clean herself, removed the thin makeup and lastly changed her bridal outfit with a white mukena that her husband bought himself.
"I'm done." Mega said as she walked away from the bathroom.
Ustad Azam was fascinated again to see how beautiful Mega without using makeup like before.
"Mas Azam?" Call Mega nervous.
"Oh.I'll take a shower soon." He answered, hurriedly going into the bathroom.
"Wait for me. And sit sweetly on our prayer mats." The message before closing the bathroom door.
"Oh God!" After Ustad Azam completely disappeared from his sight, Mega hurriedly searched for his suitcase.
Remove halal lipstick with strawberry fruit flavor, thin powder from certain brands, and a bottle of perfume.
He used lipstick quickly, smearing his face with a thin powder, then sprayed the perfume in a hurry.
It was not until three minutes that he had finished it all, sitting sweetly on the prayer mat that had Ustad Azam titles before.
Seven minutes later Ustad Azam came out of the bathroom in a white cocoa shirt and brown sarong. His handsome face doubled his good looks because it was still wet and much more refreshing than before.
"We will start praying sunah two rakaat." Ustad Azam said to his wife before echoing the first takbir to begin their prayer.
Mega who has now legally become the makmum Ustad Azam in the back, followed seriously as well. They both prayed before the Qibla, tossing up the verses of God's love that touched the deepest heart. Tears flowed softly from the corner of their eyes, bearing silent witness to how great a favor God had given them and how grateful their hearts were in that favor.
Only God knows how tender they are feeling right now and only God knows that their hearts are filled with gratitude that words cannot express.
10 Minutes later, they finally finished performing the two rakaat sunah prayer. Sitting on a prayer mat, for a moment they began to chant a short remembrance very very heavy scales in the hereafter, Allah'ualam bishawab.
"Assalamualaikum, wife?" Turning back, Ustad Azam extended his hand which was immediately warmly welcomed by Mega.
Mega grabbed Ustad Azam's hand, kissed him warmly and answered softly, "Waalaikumussalam, my husband."
"We..." Ustad Azam slowly approached his wife, clutching her slender waist so they could get closer.
I don't know where Ustad Azam got the courage, but after the sunah prayer, Ustad Azam suddenly became brave and liked to take the initiative first.
"Can we do it?" Whisper Ustad Azam while gently stroking his wife's red cheeks.
Mega became even more embarrassed, just seeing the courage of her husband made Mega grow the courage to go forward as well.
She clasped her husband's hand on her face, grasped it gently and kissed it lovingly.
"O my husband, from tonight onward, I am yours. You don't have to ask me if you want it because it's my duty as a wife as well as to be a charity field for me in the hereafter."