I'm a Qualified Old Virgin
Nafisa's Cry

Panji stared in annoyance at Syifa. She felt Syifa had chosen love. Several times he offered to take her to work. But Syifa always refused. Panji thinks because Syifa is a steadfast shalihah girl who keeps herself and keeps her distance from the opposite sex who is not her mahram.

But what he saw now was Syifa getting off a luxury car driven by a young man. Even the young man gave something to Syifa. And, they look very familiar. However, strangely it was not delivered to the house but was dropped off on the road.

"Look, Bro. Not-don't her big hijab and veil it's just a cover to not be recognized by people if out there she open-air. Let's not say she's a real girl so she was given money just now!" said Panji's friend to pump.

"Don't be reckless, you! We don't know what really happened to them. It could be that what we see does not match the reality!" Although annoyed but Panji still defended Syifa, hoping Syifa is not like what his friends said hanging out in the roadside stall.

After the car passed, Syifa walked back to her house.

Panji stared at the departure of the girl he admired with sadness. Although Syifa had covered her face with her veil, but the beautiful face of Syifa she had seen during the events of two years ago was still framed neatly in her mind. He fell in love at first sight with Syifa. Even he tried to improve himself to deserve a match with Syifa. However, this time he wanted to pursue his love in the right way.

Panji hurried up his bike and slowly aligned his position with Syifa's steps.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Syifa" Panji said.

Syifa immediately turned her head towards the source of the voice.

"Waalaikumussalam" replied Syifa.

"Just come home, Fa?" ask Panji.

"Yes, Mas" replied Syifa briefly. Indeed in his heart he still felt uncomfortable close to the banner.

"Which one just ran, who?" ask Panji again.

"Temen I'm in High School, Mas. It just so happened that we had accidentally met," Syifa said honestly.

"Oh, so!"

Syifa did not feel like she had arrived in front of her house. He then said goodbye to Panji.

"Sorry, Mas. I'm going in first, yeah! Excuse um. Assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikumsalam."

Syifa immediately entered her house. Not forgetting he locked the door. Ever since the events that had happened to him at that time Syifa was always vigilant. He was afraid that someone would enter his house again.

Syifa hurried to change her clothes. After that he rested for a while in his room. Before later he had to go teach TPQ sorenya.

Tok to tok.

Syifa who was almost asleep again rose from her sleep lazily.

"Whoa, astaghfirullah makes me not calm just want to sleep!"

Syifa walked out and opened the door. Nafisa was standing at the door.

"Fa!" nafisa hugged Syifa. He wept as he spilled his sorrow on Syifa's shoulder.

"What's up, Naf? let's go inside and tell me what made you cry!" persuade Syifa while stroking Nafisa's back to calm down.

Nafisa also according. They immediately went into the house. Syifa led Nafisa to sit in the living room chair.

"Now you calm yourself, Naf. I'll get you a drink soon!" syifa then rose to the kitchen to make drinks for Nafisa.

Syifa made ice syrup to cool the mood of her best friend.

"It's a drink first, Naf!" syifa said while putting two drinks on the table.

"Thank you, Fa!" Nafisa said with a soft word.

"Yes, equally. What's the matter, Naf? just slow down!" Syifa.

Flashback On ...

Tok to tok.

"Assalamu'alaikum."

"Mosur." Breath immediately went out to look at the guests who came.

Nafisa immediately surprised to see Ummi Rosyidah in front of her with her family.

"U-umi let's go in!" nafisa said nervously. "Em, I'm sorry what's needed, Ummi!" ask Nafisa.

"We'd like to meet your parents?" ask ummi.

"Oh, sure, Ummi! wait a minute I call," answered Nafisa then stood up. Nafisa then went into the house to call abi and umminya.

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