Naughty Doctor Aziz's Wife

INDA. Episode 120's

Dissolved at exactly two o'clock at fifteen minutes. Heavy rain again flushed the city of Makassar. Amrita hugged her husband. The more the cold approached him, the stronger his embrace became. Aziz, who temporarily felt the embrace tighter, opened his eyes and pulled a thick blanket to cover part of his body and his wife's body.

At 04:20 AM

Amrita squirms, palpating to the side of the place where her husband sleeps but Aziz is gone. In fact Aziz was in the bathroom cleaning his body before dawn prayers.

"Where is Mas Aziz?" muttered Amrita while rubbing her eyes so that her sleepiness disappeared. Then sit on the bed.

Cheque-plek... (Bathroom door is open)

"Let's wake up and wash your face and then wudhu. We pray together at home" Aziz said walking over to his wife.

"Yes, Mas. Wait for me" said Amrita sliding a blanket covering part of her body.

Aziz was wearing a koko shirt and sarong and peci. Then he went out of the room to his father's room. "Pa, let's pray together" Aziz called behind the door of the room but there was no word from inside.

"Why there is no truth from within. Are they still sleeping" muttered Aziz sighing softly then returning to his room.

"Mas, are we praying in a room or in a mushola?" ask Amrita.

"In the room only. Papa and Mom don't wake up" Aziz replied.

Aziz stood on a prayer mat prepared by his wife. Then chanting adhan and last iqamat. As Aziz was about to start praying, suddenly Fattan entered the line. The little boy was ready with a cocoa shirt and peci on the head. So was Fadila who was ready with her little face. After the line was tidy, Aziz began his reading.

After greetings and prayers, Amrita kissed her husband's hand. Who was kissed by her husband. Then Fattan kissed her Papa's hand and then her Mama's, and so did Fadila. Adem and so beautiful when viewed.

"Mama, wake up that morning cool yeah" said Fadila lying on her thigh without opening her small face.

"Yes Dear. Oh yes, who loves you? It's not that Mama's not down from home" asked Amrita frowning looking at her daughter.

"Hehehehe. It's from Om. Said Om, Om has long bought this for me and clothes for Brother. Try Mama kiss, still fragrant" replied Fadila.

"Dek, slide dong" Pinta Fattan who also wants to lie on her thighs.

"No one wants to be with Papa nih" nimbrung Aziz who while still sitting cross-legged on the prayer mat.

"No going to Papa. She wants the same Mama. Papa is here. Join me and sister" replied Fattan smilingly looking at her Papa.

Aziz smiled and then lay down. Made Amrita carve a beautiful smile on her face. Her forehead becomes a pillow for her daughter, son and husband. Be happy? Of course Amrita is happy.

"Yes Allah. Protect my family. Don't let the beautiful smile etched on their faces become a painful sadness" Amrita's inner self looked at the two children and her husband who were smiling happily.

Fattan and Fadila got up and stood up. So did Aziz. Fadila took off his face and stayed in a doraemon nightgown. While Fattan did not take off his shirt because the boy's shirt was in Om Fakri's room. After Aziz changed his clothes with a shirt and removed the sheath, the four of them went down the stairs to the first floor.

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At 08:02 AM

Aunt Eka and her extended family were having breakfast together. And now, they're at the dinner table. Enjoy some cake smell of Mbak Ima and Amrita.

"Amrita, you and Fakri are graduating in a month. How about next week we go to the studio. Mumpung Papa again these spirits" said Mr. Sofyan smiled widely.

"Mother also agreed" said Aunt Eka chimed in.

"I also agree.." an impatient Fakri cheered. "Mom, take Hanin with you as well" he continued smiling shyly.

"Yes. Quickly you complete your closing exam after that we meet Hanin's parents to propose to his daughter" replied Aunt Eka.

"Yes! Marry again.." Fakri's cheers rose from his seat.

Aziz and Amrita could only shake their heads at Fakri's behavior. So did Pa Sofyan and Aunt Eka. While Fattan and Fadila were clueless, the two children were seriously chewing on the cake while staring at the adults around them.

"Can I come?" ask Mom to duck.

"Yes Allah Ma'am Ima. I ordered clothes for Ma'am. We will both wear the same kebaya shirt and the same color. So if we take a picture later, people will think that Sofyan has two wives. But let people say, after all, the reality is not so" explained Aunt Eka.

"Cie cie cie cie. who is happy to be able to take photos together" ledek Fakri who suddenly appeared at the dining table.

"Hahahahaha" Ma'am Ima's laughter broke. The woman already considered Fakri as her son. That's why he's eager to take studio photos with Fakri and his family.

"Mbak Ima must be made up so that the husband in the village forgets the wife" said Aziz who participated in the ceremony.

"Yes right. But it's the studio photo people in make up really. Moreover, we are family photos, of course we have to make up so that it looks beautiful when on display on the wall later" Amrita said.

After breakfast, Aziz and his family decided to return home. Aziz wanted to spend Saturday with his wife and two children. The man planned to camp at his house on the second floor. His intention was to go home in the morning because he wanted to buy snacks for his two children and also for his wife. As well as to the market to buy a pair of clothes for the four of them.

On the way home, Aziz saw a durian seller on the side of the road. Iapun pulled over the car for a while and went out to buy durian which will be made typical durian cake Makassar.

"Mas Aziz still remembers that I like durian especially durian cakes" muttered Amrita smiling happily.