I'm Not an Old Virgin

Chapters 25.9

Right now his two hands were firmly squeezing his robe cloth to vent out how nervous he was now. At present, unlike the usual nights they go through with warm and sweet, this night is loaded with awkward and nervous atmosphere like the first night of their wedding.

"That's why I say in a jealous marriage is necessary." Ali said in a loud voice.

They were staring at each other but the awkwardness and longing could not be lied to.

"I say jealousy is natural because it is a proof that I am important in your heart. However, I have also said that you must trust yourself before trusting anyone else. Like tonight, you doubt yourself when I choose you because God unites us as worthy of each other." Ali's words pierced right into Sapphira's heart.

That's right, being jealous he subconsciously doubted his own quality. Whereas Ali prefers her over other women is the strongest evidence that she deserves to be with him.

"Do you, my wife?" Ali slowly walked over to Safira who was quietly starting to cry there.

"I've loved you for 11 years." These words made Sapphira's chest more congested.

When said Mother the effect is indeed stifling but nothing is more painful when it comes out of Ali's lips directly.

Grabbing his wife's trembling hand that tried so hard to hold back the sobs. Ali became helpless, he rubbed his wife's face with a free hand. Wiping it gently with careful affection.

"That's very painful. I felt stupid and silly for the first time crying out for love. I cry because I see you cry for another man while I who secretly love you never get into your sight."

"Mas Ali, enough.." Safira's whisper is no longer strong.

But Ali did not think to stop. To make Sapphira fully believe in him she had to repeat those difficult years. The years that he sometimes secretly hides somewhere to release his pain because the woman he admires is actually approached by many extraordinary men.

"And I am getting hit hard when I think about the reason you don't come back to the boarding house anymore is because you still can't forget Ustad Aldo. Every day I was overshadowed by pain and anxiety until I finally could stretch my chest. Submitting the full affairs of the heart to Allah SWT."

"No, Mas.it's not true." Safira immediately denied.