Naughty Doctor Aziz's Wife

INDA. Episode 115's

As per Fattan request. Aziz and his little family sleep on the sofa bed. At midnight, Amrita woke up and sat staring at the innocent face of her husband and two children. Clear threads fell from both corners of her eyelids. It was as if the woman would not be with her beloved family for long. That's how Amrita feels these days.

"Yes Allah. Why do I feel like I'm so old soon. What is with me O God" inwardly Amrita.

Amrita returned to her body, then tightly hugged her son who was sleeping beside her. "I'm sorry Mama has something wrong with you and your sister. Forgive Mama who has not been able to be a good Mama to you" whispered Amrita in the ear of her son.

04:43 AM

Aziz was getting ready to go to the mosque for the early morning prayers while Amrita was still sleeping with her two children. The woman did not pray because her guest had already come. Before going to the mosque, Aziz covered part of the body of his son and wife with a blanket.

"The most precious treasure is you. I want to spend the rest of my time with you" Aziz muttered and walked out of the house. He drove a motorcycle to the mosque. After the morning prayers, Aziz went straight home. Arriving at home, he immediately entered and found his wife and child still sleeping.

Confused about what to do, he went to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. See if there are food supplies in the form of fish and vegetables that can be cooked. A single smile flared up as he looked at the fish and vegetables still present.

"Alhamdulilah, there are sponge fish and red fish. Red fish for Fadila and Fattan. Later I and Amrita eat sponge fish" muttered Aziz. Aziz smiled and took the fish out of the refrigerator.

"Mas, why don't you wake me up?" amrita hugged her husband from behind. While Aziz could only smile while cutting the fish.

"I know you're tired. And there's no harm in me helping you" Aziz replied.

"Mas is more tired than I am. Now Mas accompany the children let me fry it" said Amrita.

"You're the one who accompanied them. Or you cut small long beans in the refrigerator" Aziz said.

Amrita removed the circle of her hands from her husband's waist. Then hurry to get the vegetables out of the refrigerator. Then cut it a little small. The vegetables will be cooked and mixed with soy sauce. After Aziz and Amrita cook, they approach Fattan and Fadila who are still sleeping.

"Darling, don't you guys want sport?" ask Amrita.

Fattan and Fadila did not budge, the two little children were still drifting in a dream. Amrita and Aziz carved beautiful smiles on each other's faces. Both of them paused their intentions for the morning walk. Because the twins did not want to wake up, Aziz and Amrita also fell down their bodies next to their two children.

On a white sandy beach. Amrita sat alone. The woman sat waiting for the figure she so longed for. The figure of his mother and father who have died. Before long, two figures who were missed came to him.

"Amrita. Let's go" take Amrita's mother.

"Yes, Mother" replied Amrita. Amrita walked while holding the hands of her mother and father.

"Mama... Mama..."

Behind them, a little boy called Mama. Amrita turned her head, and she saw Fattan and Fadila crying.

"Mama, let's go home. Don't go with Grandpa and Grandma" Fadila asked as she pleased.

"Mama. Let's go home. Papa was crying at home" said Fattan, who was also a bit of a whim.

Amrita looked at Mom and Dad. "Mom, Dad, what should I do?" amrita asked confusedly.

"Fattano, Fadila. Go home son. Mama can't come with you guys home" said Amrita then turned around and left her son.

"Young...!! don't leave us!" fattan and Fadila shouted at the same time. Both of them woke up from their sleep. Both of them dream the same thing.

"Fattano, Fadila. What's the matter with you, son?" amrita asked as she opened her eyes.

Fattan and Fadila hugged their mother. "Mama, don't leave us. Don't go with Grandma and Grandpa" Pinta Fadila as much as she likes.

Aziz who had just woken up from his sleep, the man frowned when he saw his son crying. "Darling, why are they?" asked Aziz hoarsely.

"I don't know either, Mom. Suddenly they screamed and cried" replied Amrita who was also confused.

Since it was seventy-twenty, Amrita took her son to the room. Fattan and Fadila nodded and stood up. The two clasped Mama Amrita's hand until they were in the room. Arriving in the room, Amrita sat her son on the bed. Staring at his two children then wiping away the traces of tears of his daughter and son.

"Did you dream of Mama meeting Grandpa and Grandma you don't know?" ask Amrita.

Fadila and Fattan nodded. "Mama. Never go with that unknown Grandpa. Mama can't go. Mama has to come with us" said Fattan.

"Yes Allah. Why can my dream be the same as my son's dream" inner Amrita.

To restore her grin, Amrita tickled her son until they both laughed. After seeing her son begin to return cheerful, Amrita took the two to the bathroom and started bathing Fattan and Fadila. After bathing and wearing clothes for her son, Amrita took her son out of the room.

"Come here" Aziz called out to pat the seat beside him.

Fattan and Fadila sit next to Papa Aziz. So did Amrita. At the table, there were three glasses of milk and one cup of coffee. Coffee for Aziz and milk for Amrita and the twins. They enjoyed the pastries that Mama Amrita made.

"Mas, Sunday we go to the Central Market. I've contacted Mothers who want to sew a coupple shirt for us and our families" explained Amrita.

"Yes. When are we taking the studio photos?" aziz replied and asked.

"If the clothes are ready" replied Amrita while taking a rambutan cake.

"OKAY. We will be there on Sunday. This morning I left work earlier than usual. So you can't have breakfast with you guys" Aziz explained. After finishing his coffee, Aziz went inside the bathroom to take a shower and get ready.

"Darling, you guys wait here. Mama wants to prepare work clothes for Papa first" said Amrita to the twins who were replied by a nod by her two children.

After getting a response from her son, Amrita went from the sofa to her husband in the room. Aziz was taking off the clothes he was wearing. Unabashedly, Amrita approached her husband and hugged him from behind.

"I miss you, my medicine" said Amrita.

Aziz smiled and then turned to hug his wife. "I miss you too. Even I want to stay home with you and the kids. But how else, I have to go to the hospital" Aziz explained and kissed his wife's lips.