Naughty Doctor Aziz's Wife

Boncap_Only Amrita

At 21:02 PM

Fattan and Fadila fall asleep after being read a fairy tale by Papa Aziz. After her two children slept, Aziz got off the bed stepping onto the balcony. The man stared at the rain stubs that had been pouring down the city of Makassar.

"I can give them the love of a Mother without bringing in a new Mother. Bathe children, help them put on clothes, prepare food, accompany them to sleep and educate them. Isn't that all I can do. Then why should I get married again" Aziz murmured.

"Even if Amrita is gone, I will not share this love for another woman. Amrita, wife. At any time, this heart is only you. If anything else, then it's our children" inner Aziz.

"Papa" called Fadila as he did not see Papa Aziz beside him. The call of Fadila disperse the reverie of Aziz. The man rushed to the room to approach his daughter.

"What's up, honey? Are you having nightmares?" asked Aziz to take a place beside his daughter.

"No. Papa, don't be sad. Mama will be sad too. Let's go to sleep" said Fadila looking down at her Papa. As if he knew what his father was thinking.

Aziz drew a smile. "Yes dear" he replied.

Aziz stroked his daughter's head until she fell asleep. His eyes began to feel heavy, he closed his eyes. The sound of tarhim in the mosque woke Aziz and his two children. The three of them got up washing their faces, brushed their teeth and took water. Then get ready to pray in the mosque.

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As usual, Fadila and Fattan would sit on the bed and let Papa Aziz do his job. That is combing their hair and applying powder. He also helped his two children wear school shoes.

"Shirt, pants, hijab, bag, shoes and powder. Everything is done" said Fadila staring at her tiny body.

"Sister is also already" said Fattan staring at himself who was ready with uniforms and other all-round serbi.

"Papa here" call Fadila to ask her Papa to come closer. Aziz approached at the behest of his daughter.

"Papa's hair is less tidy" said Fadila took a comb and combed her Papa's hair until neat. "Well, it's just neat" he continued after combing his Papa's hair.

Aziz drew a smile looking at her hair model in the mirror. "Thank you, Papa's daughter. Be smart" seduce Aziz.

"Together" replied Fadila.

"Papa, let's go to school. Later we are late" asked Fattan who was replied to a smile by Aziz.

Aziz and his two children came out of the room and went down to the first floor to meet Ms. Ima in the kitchen. In the kitchen, Ms. Ima has finished preparing supplies for Aziz, Fadia and also Fattan. With a menu like the day before.

"Grandmother Ma'am. Where's my lunch?" asked Fadila as she stood beside the dining table.

"It's Honey" replied Ms. Ima while taking a pink tupperware and putting it in her backpack. Then take the blue tupperware for Fattan and put it in Fattan's backpack.

"Salim was new to school" Aziz told his two children.

"Hehehehe. Almost forgot" fattan grinned. Then grabbing Mom's hand and kissing her. "Mad's Grandma's hand smells of pineapple jam" he said after kissing Ms Ima's hand.

"Hahahahaha" Ma'am Ima and Aziz laughed. Maybe Fattan claims the smell of Ima's hands.

"Yes, Grandma's hand stinks of jam. Owww, I know. Definitely have the provision of pineapple jam toast" Fadila pointed at Mbak Ima with a probing smile.

"Hahahaha" Ma'am Ima's laughter. The woman could not avoid Fadila's accusation. Because what Fadila said was true. There is toast, a little rice, vegetables, and egg caplok. "Yes, Grandma Ngaku. It is indeed the jam toast that Grandma Mbak stuffed inside" he smiled.

Fadila and Fattan smiled widely. "That's much more than a good word. Assalamualaikum Granny Ma'am" said Fattan and Fadila then away from the kitchen to the main door.

"We go first, Ma'am. Assalamualaikum" said Aziz then followed his two children.

"Waalaikumsalam" replied Mbak Ima. The woman sighed looking at her master who was still loyal to her dual status.

On the way to school. Fadila and Fattan sang Amal's song what they sang at school with the teacher.

🎶🎶

What charity. What charity, which God likes

Pray, pray, just in time

What else, what else, does God like

What else, what else does God like

Sholawatlah, sholawatlah on Prophet Muhammad

What else, what else does God like

Fight, fight, fight in the way of Allah 🎶🎶

Paud School

As usual, Mother Teacher Nafida would wait for Fattan and Fadila in front of the school gate. A smile fell on Nafida's lips when he saw Aziz's car stop in front of him. Aziz got out of the car and opened the car doors for his two children.

"Papa, the spirit of his work" said Fadila encouraging his Papa

"Don't worry about us. We were fine at school" Fattan said with a smile.

"Yes Dear. Now you come with Ma'am Guru yes, Papa wants to go to the hospital first" said Aziz who was replied by a nod by Fattan and Fadila. Fadila and Fattan kiss Papa Aziz's hand and approach Nafida's Master.

Aziz drives his car after Nafida and her two children enter the school building. On the way, Aziz gets a phone call from the hospital. They asked him to come as soon as possible because there was something urgent.

"Bai, Pa" Aziz told the hospital's director.

Hospital

Aziz parked his car and rushed into the hospital. Mr. Berti who saw the look on Aziz's face, the man did not invite Aziz to joke but only encouraged.

"Excite, Doc" said Mr. Berti.

"Yes Sir. My father is also excited!" aziz said smiling.

With an accelerated pace, Aziz walked into his room, picked up his medical device and ran to the ER. The man was asked to come quickly because there were several patients below who entered at the same time.

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At 20:12 PM

Aziz had just arrived home after a long day of performing his duties in the hospital. With an accelerated pace, he climbed up the stairs looking for his two children. Fadila and Fattan were sitting on the bed facing the bedroom door.

Fadila and Fattan carved out smiles. "Papa, take a quick shower. We've got Papa's nightgown ready" Fattan said.

"Oh yeah, who helped you?" tanya Aziz approached her two children.

"Grandmother" replied Fadila. "Papa, take a quick shower. Papa stinks of medicine" said Fadila closing her nose.

Aziz chuckled. "You wait for Papa here. Papa wants to take a shower first" Aziz said and then took the nightgown that his son had prepared.

A few dozen minutes later, Aziz came out wearing a nightgown. The man walked over to his two children. "Have you guys eaten?" ask Aziz.

"Eat but a little. We wait for Papa let's eat together" replied Fattan.

Aziz drew a smile. "Yes already. Let's go eat" Aziz asked, nodding by Fattan and Fadila.

At the dinner table, Fadila and Fattan fell silent. Both of them glanced at their Papa. "Papa" call Fattan.

Aziz looked at his two children. "What's wrong? Why do you look scared?" asked Aziz curiously.

"Is it true that Papa is getting married again?" asked Fadila. Aziz. I don't know who told Fadila and Fattan about the marriage that Aziz never thought of.

"You will never have two mothers. Your mother is just Mama Amrita, there is no other Mama. And Papa, Papa will only have one wife, your Mama" Aziz explained.

"Alhamdulillah. We will not be boiled. Papa, said our friend. If Papa marries again, then we will be boiled by stepmom. If not boiled means we will be educated to cook, iron, wash dishes, wash clothes, mopping and much more. We don't want to have a stepmom" Fadila reported telling a story she heard from her new friend.

"Hahahahaha" Aziz laughed. "From one hundred percent, only forty percent is correct. The rest is not. Not all stepmom are evil. And even if you ask Papa to marry again, Papa will never want to. Papa just wants Mama Amrita. Point does not use commas" explained Aziz.