Naughty Doctor Aziz's Wife

Boncap-Kuat for the kids

At 20:11 PM

One month later

Aziz curled up hugging his roll. The sad eyes were reluctant to be closed because of the wound in his heart. All the good times with Amrita made the man even more washed away in the wound. If it wasn't for his two children, he might have ended his life.

"Amrita, I miss you my wife. Our son is fine and I'm the only one who's not okay. I can't deny my longing for you that's getting more and more creeped out on me"

Aziz cried in silence. Clear threads incessantly flooded his cheeks and yearned for more and more agonizing days. Hopefully, every time he opens his eyes, what happens is a nightmare.

"Papa" call Fadila. He and his brother were standing at the door of his father's room. Watching with his own eyes how the Papa cried out of longing.

Aziz wiped his tears. Then he moved from the bed to his two children. Draw a smile so that his son does not become sad. "Why not sleep?" tanya Aziz was trying to carve out a smile.

"Don't pretend to be strong, Papa" said Fadila wiping away her Papa's tears.

"I'm sorry Papa" Aziz said, hugging his two children. Then carrying the two carried her on the bed. Aziz laid them both down. Covering part of the body of both and do not forget to kiss the top of the head of both. Then he lay down beside his son.

"Did you miss Mama?" asked Aziz looking at the ceiling of the room.

"Hindu. Very homesick. But Grandma and Grandpa Mama said they were happy in heaven. I'm glad Mama's in heaven. Mama won't go in the hot frying pan" Fadila smiled as she stared at the ceiling.

"Yes Papa. I don't want to go in the frying pan either. I want to be like Mama. We're gonna be together in heaven, aren't we, Pa?" timpal Fattan replied and asked seriously.

Aziz re-engraved a smile. He still remembered the word frying that his wife used to scare Fattan and Fadila when they were both unwilling to learn to pray. "Of course, honey. The four of us will gather in heaven. We'll play and eat medicine there" Aziz replied.

"I've eaten all your drinks. May Allah also know what I am pleased with. Amrita, wife. You are my beloved wife. The only woman who will occupy this heart until death picks me up" inner Aziz then closed his eyes.

At 04:01 AM

Aziz and his two children squirm. Rubbing their eyes to make the drowsiness disappear. "Let's go down, we'll be late for the congregation" Aziz asked.

Fattan and Fadila got out of bed, and so did Aziz. The three of them went into the bathroom washing their faces and brushing their teeth. Then take the water wudhu. After ablution, the three came out of the bathroom.

"Papa, I want a white face" said Fadila.

"I want a white shirt" said Fattan.

Aziz smiled then opened the closet. A special closet for hanging mukena and a sturdy suit of his and Fattan. Aziz's eyes stopped on a white face that Amrita wore as she prayed at night. Because white mukena is his wife's favorite color.

"Papa. We'll be late" Fattan warned. They knew where Papa Aziz looked when he opened the closet.

"Ah i-ya" replied Aziz stammeringly. Then she took out a little mukena for her daughter and sturdy clothes for her son. After they get ready. The three went down the stairs to the mosque and pray together there. After dawn prayers, Aziz and his two children returned home.

At 08:11 AM

"Papa, tomorrow we look at Mama ya" pinta Fadila as she looked up at her Papa.

"Yes, Honey. Later tomorrow we go to Mama's grave" Aziz replied smiling.

The bell rings repeatedly. Signaling someone is coming. Mom, who was in the kitchen, rushed to open the door. In front of the door, there was Mr. Sofyan and Aunt Eka.

"Where are Aziz and the twins?" ask Aunt Eka while stepping inside.

Ms. Ima closed the door after Mr. Sofyan and Aunt Eka entered. "There is on the balcony of Ma'am" replied Ms. Ima.

Aunt Eka and Mr. Sofyan went up to the second floor to meet her son and granddaughter. A review of the same smile on the sweet lips of both of them when they saw Aziz returned cheerful even though not too cheerful as before. But at least there's a change.

"grandmother... Grandpa..." Fattan and Fadila ran over to Aunt Eka and Mr. Sofyan.

Aunt Eka who while still in the living room, the middle-aged woman crouched down waiting for her two grandchildren. "Are Fattan and Fadila okay?" tanya Auntie Eka hugged both of them.

Fattan and Fadila took off her Grandma's arms. "We're fine, Grandma. Grandma, we're not crying anymore" Fattan smiled.

"Smart kid. Let's go to the sofa" asked Aunt Eka who was replied by nods by Fattan and Fadila.

Mr. Sofyan took his place next to his wife. Both of them were happy to see Fattan and Fadila who were starting to cheer up again. "Is Papa still crying?" aunt Eka whispered in Fattan's ear.

"Yes. Papa likes to cry alone. Grandma, is it true that you're happy in heaven?" ask Fattan.

"Yes Dear. Mama is happy in heaven" replied Aunt Eka.

"When are we going to meet Mama? Why didn't Mama take us?" ask Fadila. Aunt Eka and Mr. Sofyan fell silent. They look at each other.

"There comes a time where we will meet Mama" replied Aziz who suddenly entered and sat on the sofa.

"Grandma, tomorrow we'll look at Mama. Mama must be happy" reported Fadila with a big smile.

"Now Fattan and Fadila went into the room. Papa wants to talk important with Grandpa and Grandma" Aziz said.

"Yes, Pa" replied Fattan and Fadila at the same time and got off the couch. The two children stepped into their rooms.

"Aziz, are you okay, son?" tanya Aunt Eka looked at her son.

"I'm fine, Mom. Amrita didn't leave me alone. I have Fattan and Fadila. Even though I have not fully accepted this reality but I must be strong and try to accept it for the twins. I don't want Amrita to be sad. I want her to be happy" Aziz explained.

"Mom, Amrita has met my mother and my father-in-law. He must be happy in heaven" Aziz continued. Her eyes began to glaze over.

"You don't feel sad anymore. Oh yeah, soon graduation. You can come represent your wife Alm. Graduation invitations have been shared and have Amrita at home already taken by Fakri" explained Aunt Eka.