Love For Doctor Nisa

Indah Village

Fauzan came out of the house after dawn prayers to jog around the village with Asraf, he saw Afifah had changed clothes while watering flowers and other plants in the yard.

“Assalamualaikum.” Fauzan walked closer to Afifah.

“Waalaikumsalam, where are you going so early?” Afifah only saw Fauzan at a glance, a handsome man with an athletic body wearing sleeveless sportswear showing sexy muscles that he had never shown so far.

“I will jog with Asraf, once in the morning you water the plants even the sun has not yet risen.” Fauzan watched Afifah from behind.

“There are many tasks that I have to complete in time.” Afifah smiled, he smelled flowers with his nose.

“Morning air in the village is very refreshing very different from in the city.” Afifah smiled briefly at Fauzan.

“You're right.” Fauzan continued to watch the very indifferent Afifah behind him.

“Kakak.” Asraf ran and hugged Afifah from behind.

“Asraf you surprised me.” Afifah saw Asraf.

“Morning Mr.” Asraf looked at Fauzan and was shocked.

“Ya Allah.” Afifah shut his mouth, he did not know had made Fauzan soaked by water from the hose that Afifah was holding.

“Master forgive me.” Asraf felt guilty.

“Tak what I will soon change clothes.” Fauzan rubbed his face.

“I'm sorry Mr.” Afifah smiled and astonished Fauzan.

“Why does he smile?” Fauzan was confused.

“You should change your clothes immediately.” Afifah gave a hose to Asraf and entered the house.

“What's up?” Fauzan stared intently at Asraf.

“You look sexy Mr.” Asraf sat and watered the flowers.

Fauzan looked at the wet clothes that had been attached to him so that Fauzan's muscular sexy body shape was clearly visible from top to bottom.

“Ya Allah.” Fauzan patted his forehead and ran to the house, he immediately walked towards the room and changed clothes quickly.

“Put wet clothes in dirty basket.” Afifah spoke without seeing Fauzan walking over to him who was busy cooking for breakfast.

"Where is the dirty basket?” Fauzan stood behind Afifah.

“In that washing room.” Afifah pointed her pretty finger at a room near the exit of the kitchen. And smiled briefly at Fauzan.

“What are you cooking?” Fauzan approached Afifah, he was very curious about the delicious cuisine that Afifah made.

“You should immediately jog.” Afifah took the wet clothes from Fauzan's hands and put them into the laundry room.

“She loves to rule and act directly.” Fauzan smiled and walked out of the house to meet Asraf.

“Are you done watering the plant?” Fauzan wears his shoes on the terrace stairs.

“My brother has finished watering all these plants.” Asraf walked over to Fauzan.

“Alright, do a little warm up so that our legs do not cramp.” Fauzan began to do a stretching movement with Asraf.

If the one in the house is not Afifah but other women, he must have peeked at two handsome men who are warming up with sexy movements that show the beautiful body of a perfect man, but not with Afifah not caring about it, he was busy with himself.

Asraf and Fauzan had left the beautiful grounds of the house and traveled around the village in small jogs. The air is still fresh and away from pollution with lots of trees and flowers along the way.

Fauzan smiled to see the citizens who started the day in a friendly manner greeting each other, they walked and cycled towards the rice fields, gardens and markets.

“This is the life your sister wants.” Fauzan stopped his skeleton and turned to Asraf.

“Iya, peaceful life away from the hustle and bustle of the city and air pollution.” Asraf smiled.

“Let our Master go to a beautiful place.” Asraf ran in front of Fauzan towards a hill away from the countryside.

A large tree is on a hill and engraved the names of Afifah and Asraf, if you look down you will see a blue river side by side with a stretch of rice fields and agricultural residents. Some farmers are busy with plants.

"God willing, very beautiful.” Fauzan breathed in the air and closed his eyes feeling the peace and reverence that God gave him for free. For a long time he did not feel the fresh morning air that is still natural without pollution.

“My sister and I come here often and nothing has changed with this place.” Asraf touched on their names engraved on the tree.

“Do you want to be with your sister?” Fauzan looked at Asraf.

“My brother will not allow me, he wants me to have a life of his own and always with you to return the favor and I agree with my brother.” Asraf smiled.

“Try to take your sister with us, she has the ability to definitely do another job until she meets her soul mate.” Fauzan looked far into the river.

“I have invited him, he just said will wait for his soul mate in this village and will not go anywhere.” Asraf clenched his hands hiding his irritation to himself.

“If you want to in this village I allow only the knowledge and abilities you have will not be useful here, your lecture is in vain, I am sure Afifah will not agree.” Fauzan smile.

“You're right Sir, surely he will expel me to come with you.” Asraf smiled.

“Your sister is a very strict independent woman.” Fauzan plucked the orchid flowers attached to the tree trunk.

"My sister will be angry I, if she knows you are picking this flower.” Asraf smiled.

“Really?” Fauzan raised one of his eyebrows.

“He loves plants very much, by picking flowers it means you have made him wither prematurely, that's what my brother would say.” Asraf kissed the purple orchid flower.

“Excellent, he even thought of plant life.” Fauzan slipped back the orchid flowers on the tree.

"When I thought of giving this flower to her.” Fauzan smile.

“Don't do that, I don't want to see you scolded by my sister with a scolding and a smile.” Asraf laughing.

“Your sister is very unique and funny.” Fauzan sat under a tree looking at the flowers that were blooming in the morning.

“We'd better get back Mr.” Asraf extended his hand to Fauzan.

“Good.” Fauzan took hold of Asraf's hand and departed from the root of the tree he was sitting on. They leisurely walked back to the house that had been closed and quiet.

“Where does your sister go?” Fauzan sat down on the chair and opened his shoes.

“Working, he became a teacher in elementary school.” Asraf opened the door and the two of them went into the house to the room to clear themselves.

Breakfast has been available on the table with a different menu, simple but healthy lots of fiber is good for the body. Fauzan walked to the back of the house and saw that all his clothes had been hung on the clothesline next to the house.

“What she washes all my clothes and even my underwear, shame.” Fauzan rubbed his face violently and walked towards the dining table.

“Do you want breakfast?” Asraf sat in front of Fauzan.

“Asraf, did your sister wash all our clothes?” ask Fauzan.

“Of course, sir, my brother cleaned the house, made the bed, took the dirty clothes in the room and washed them.

“Alright, I'm so hungry.” Fauzan was embarrassed, no woman had touched and washed his clothes, because all the servants in the palace were men. When at the hotel Fauzan also only want to be served by men for his clothes business.

“Im sorry my sister.” Asraf.

“Forget it, we'll be back in town later tonight, Jhonny has contacted me.” Fauzan took food, he was very fond of Afifah cuisine that he had never tasted before.

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