I'm a Qualified Old Virgin
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On the eve of sleep Syifa hugged her mother who had just laid down beside her.

"Ma, Syifa can ask about Mama?" he hesitated a little.

"What, Fa? just ask ya ask. Tumben use pleasantries first," said Rosa while closing her eyes.

"Hehehe ...! Emm, Mama why don't you get married?" ask Syifa carefully.

"Don't Mama ever say that?" Rosa asked back.

"Syifa's childhood had heard, the same grandmother ummi Syarifah talking about Mama. Grandma said, Mama again refused the proposal of the man who came. Although Syifa was still SD at that time but the words of Fatimah's grandmother at that time, Syifa still remembers very well until now," Syifa said.

Rosa opened her eyes immediately. He did not answer directly. Still silent for a while after digesting his daughter's words and trying to recall the past.

Syifa was 4 years old and she was only 25. A man came to his house with his mother to invite him. That man is a really good man. He was one of Imron's best friends at the cottage. Imron and Sharifah were the ones who wanted to match the two.

At that time Rosa recounted the circumstances that had had a daughter. The young man's mother continued to ask until Rosa finally bluntly about her background to have a child out of wedlock. The man seemed to accept Rosa's past with a chest of air. Imron had told the man before. Rosa also felt calm because the man could accept it as it is.

However, after a few days the mother of the man invited him to meet four eyes. Between the two great walls separating the Arab village and the royal village they spoke. He objected that his son who was still single and almost perfect in terms of appearance and establishment was getting a woman like Rosa who had a bad background. He felt ashamed if his extended family found out. Eventually he persuaded Rosa to reject his son's proposal.

"Son, I'm sorry about earlier. I know you're a good girl. But, the mother's child is still a virgin, I want the mother's child to also get a girl. Mother's family will definitely disagree later when it comes to your past, son. Please ... Please refuse my son's proposal!"

Deg.

Rosa instantly drowned. He squeezed his clothes aside without the mother knowing.

"Mom sure someday you'll get a better soul mate, son!" said the mother softly, but enough to touch her feelings if in fact she was rejected to be her daughter-in-law.

Rosa was still glued. The first time he was about to try to rise from a sense of inferiority and slump after being harassed by his brother-in-law, but had to be disappointed instantly. Languidly he nodded. But his mouth was speechless.

Heartache, of course. Rosa felt a tremendous heartache inside. Feeling insulted by the mother's words despite being well spoken. However, its meaning was so sharp as if a merchant was raining down on his chest. For his pride, he finally agreed with the wishes of the mother. It's not good to get married without the parents' blessing, she thought.

When her son came back to worship her, Rosa refused him. Everyone was surprised. Not only the man, Fatimah, Imron and Sharifah regretted the decision of Rosa at that time.

However, Rosa did not tell about her meeting with the mother of the man to anyone including Ummi Fatimah or Sharifah. He kept the pain of his heart alone. He did not want to make the Ummi Fatimah sad. That also traumatized him. Every good man who comes to her will feel inferior and choose to reject her proposal.

Rosa couldn't tell Syifa that. He did not want his daughter to have a sense of inferiority and inferiority like himself, after hearing the story later. It was better to keep it a secret from his daughter. So that his daughter fared to have a better spirit of life.

However, he sees Ummi Farida and Maya bu seen treating Syifa well. That made him feel calm. At least her daughter will not feel the same disappointment she once had.

"Mama doesn't want to get married. But at that time Mama was not ready Syifa. I'm not sure they can love you sincerely. Better your own mother. Because Mama doesn't want you to lack affection if you have to be required to focus on your new family, Mama" Rosa reasoned.

"Mrs ...!" Syifa hugged her mother even more. She was sure her mother would be very lonely.

Yes, Allah. Please for the rest of my mother's life. Send a friend who can love mom and take care of mom until her old age! shifa in the heart.

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Drrrttt drrrttt.

There's a message coming in on his phone. Syifa who had finished her prayers immediately peeked at her phone screen. A message from Nafisa.

[Nephisa : Assalamualaikum, Fa. Later in the afternoon you and your mama come to my house! inshaAllah ba'da Ashar we want to do studies at home all to pray for my future baby. ]

[Nephisa : Aamiin. Okay. I wait, Fa. ]

After sending Syifa's message back to the kitchen to help her mother pack the cake.

"Ma, later in the afternoon Nafisa invited to her home. He said he wanted a lecture at his house" Syifa said.

"Oh yeah, how old is Nafisa?" ask Rosa while tidying up the cake to put in the box.

"Because when I met at the mosque near the campus as Syifa remembered he said four months, Ma."

"Hour, how many shows?" ask Rosa.

"Ba'da prayers of Ashar" replied Syifa.

"Oh, then later Mama try to go home sooner to get ready."

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In the afternoon Syifa was dressed neatly and ready to go to a lecture at Nafisa's house. When he looked in the mirror, he suddenly remembered Ilham. Maybe because he would come to Nafisa's house he felt longed for the figure of Ilham. The first man he knew was pretty good. He is attentive and always tries to take care of him. I can't wait to see the young man return to Indonesia.

"Syifa, I'm really dumb!" rosa exclaimed when she saw Syifa did not reply as she asked her to leave immediately.

"Eh, astaghfirullah. Sorry, Ma. Emm, is Mama ready?" tanya Syifa stuttered.

"Yes dong. From then on, Mama called. Uh, you're in front of a mirror!" rosa's Omelette.

"Hehehe ...! Sorry, Ma. Syifa was not horrified. Yes, we are leaving now!"

The two of them immediately walked out of the room and headed forward. The distance that is not too far makes them choose to wait for passing rickshaws. In the area is quite a lot of milling transport equipment that is still traditional. And, there's no need to wait too long for a rickshawman to approach them.

Arriving at Nafisa's house turned out to be quite a lot of guests present. Syifa and her mother immediately entered the special room for female guests. Guests came mostly from close neighbors, relatives and worshipers at the Jami' mosque, which is mostly of Arab descent. Antika was also present at the event.

The recitation event was immediately started and closed with prayers on the prospective baby who is in the womb of Nafisa, to be healthy and born into a godly child.

"Sorry, it's not that girl named Syifa that we saw the other day at the boutique when you picked up the wedding dress, was it?" antika asked half a whisper.

"Yes, Tik. He was my husband's cousin. His name is also Ashifa. Just like you, Fa. The guy's good, I'll know him!"

"Lo's name, deh market, Fa! Hehehe ...!" antika mocking seraya.

"Belvin. That's a sign that my name is good, so many people use it to name their children!" kilah Syifa's.

"Ihh, that'sit. Don't noise. He'll be horrified!" nafisa Tegur.

"Syifa, later after the event do not go home first. There's something Abi wants to talk to you and your mama about!" whispered Nafisa.

Syifa just nodded slowly in response. However, in his heart he wondered, what was Abi Imron trying to talk about?

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