Hasan waited to marry until he had found an inexperienced woman, in order to be the first and last man in her life. And he married none other than the woman he was confident he had been seeking for many long years. No sooner were they alone on their first night than she swiftly helped him remove his clothes, and cried out in surprise. “The creator be praised!” she exclaimed as she gaped at him. “I used to think the little finger was on the hand and the little toe on the foot, but it seems I was wrong.”
Hasan smiled with pleasure and pride, and his conviction grew that his wife was in fact the naïve and innocent woman he had been searching for.