Naughty Doctor Aziz's Wife

Boncap_14 years later

14 Years later

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In the morning I went to the kitchen

Making a cake for Papa and Brother

Want to be good is not that a back business

Now cook first

The diligent son of the diligent son is me

L'm... Fadilais... 🎶

Fadila sings while making a roll of omelette. I don't know how much water he poured. Judging from the amount of water, it seemed like the cake would fall apart. A few tens of minutes later, an omelet roll was on the table.

"Papa" Fattan glanced at her Papa and then looked at her sister's artificial rolling omelette. Fadila-made rolled omelet does not deserve to be called rolled omelette because the shape is not rolled. But it's like a cow's eye egg.

Aziz was stunned, wanting to feel like he turned back from the kitchen and returned to the room. "Just sit. At least he tried" Aziz whispered to his son.

"Try you guys. The strands are delicious. I guarantee you will like it and ask to be made more" said Fadila by patting her chest

Fattan and Papa Aziz shifted the chair and sat down. They glanced at Fadila for a moment then took out a spoon. Fadila-made rolled omelette can not be eaten if not taken using a spoon. Because the texture is like gelatin.

"Bismilahirrahmanirrahim" Aziz said basmalah and put a spoonful of rolled omelette into his mouth. So did Fattan who tried to eat so that her sister was not sad.

"What coconut is this? Why is it so salty. What he couldn't tell the difference between salt and sugar when making strands" Fattan's inner grumbled.

"No-" Fattan's speech came to a halt when Papa Aziz first preceded him.

"Enak. It's just that it's too thin. And the rolled omelet is not like a cow's eye egg" Aziz said, commenting on her daughter's cake.

"What's wrong" Inner Fattan. "Daddy, you're not eating?" ask Fattan.

"Because Papa said it was salty so I didn't eat. I'll eat toast later. I made it just for Papa and Brother" Fadila replied smilingly.

After finishing Fadila's omelet roll, Aziz and Fattan return to the pool. They plan to swim together while still on holiday. At the pool, Fattan shuddered and wanted to spit out a cake made by his sister.

"Papa, why do we have to eat even if it's not good? Just torture my stomach!" ketus Fattan's.

"Pity your sister. He's been cape-caping up early just to get us an omelet roll. Didn't he try" Aziz said.

"Yes too" Fattan said.

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The bell of the house rang repeatedly. Fadila who was while in the kitchen rushed to open the door of the house. He saw Sakia coming to bring vegetables anrap leaves of yam and some Bugis drift cakes.

"Assalamualaikum Brother" said Sakia.

Sakia smiled and entered. He followed Fadila to the kitchen. "Where are Brother, Om and Brother Fattan?" sakia asked while putting vegetables and cakes on the table.

"In the pool. He said he wanted to swim. It's Sunday today" Fadila replied.

Sakia nodded in understanding. Then take a clean bowl plate to move the vegetables he was under. "Sister, help me do my job dong" said Sakia.

"Yes. Later Brother help. Now you go home, get your workbook. After eating and taking a new bath Brother help you" said Fadila smiling.

"Thank you, Brother. I take the book first" Sakia said excitedly. Sakia is only thirteen years old. She was born on Fadila and Fattan's fourth birthday. And now, Fadila and Fattan are seventeen and Sabila Princess Ahmadenar is fifteen.

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After taking a bath and putting on clothes, Aziz and Fattan approached Fadila and Sakia who were working on Sakia's duties in the living room on the first floor. Fattan sat in the front seat of the television. Aziz sat next to Fadila.

Fadila glanced at her Papa. The woman smiled at her father. "Papa" called Fadila while carving a smile.

Aziz frowned looking at his daughter. "Why? There must be something that he wants" Aziz said.

"Well, have you ever read a novel about sugar dady?" ask Fadila.

"Never. Why the hell?" ask Aziz.

"But Papa knows what sugar dady means?" ask Fadila without answering her Papa's question.

"Yes, Papa knows. Why why?" aziz replied and asked again.

"I have a girl friend named Asmi, she is very beautiful. He's in class with me. He's also chatty and I guarantee Papa would love to see him. Papa wants to be a sugar dady? I betrothed Papa to him yes" explained Fadila with sparkling eyes. The woman is too obsessed with novels that the elders of the keladi, aka the elders like young leaves.

Fattan, who was watching a fish broadcast, stopped her activity and looked at her father. So did Sakia who was staring at Om Aziz. Fattan and Sakia wait for an answer from Papa Aziz.

Aziz flicked Fadila's jidat. "Don't be weird. If Papa wants to get married, Papa has been married for a long time" said Aziz shook his head to look at his daughter who can match him with young leaves.

"Alhamdulilah" said Fattan and Sakia together. They were relieved to hear the reply from Papa Aziz.

"Why Alhamdulilah. Kak Fattan and Sakia should have agreed to dong" said Fadila staring at the strange Sakia and Fattan.

"Or just like this Pa. How about Papa match me with a decent Om-Om containing his wallet. But Om-Om is good. Who can pray five times" said Fadila smiling widely.

"Papa had friends, he was Sixty years old. He's five times. Do you want to be betrothed to him?" ask Aziz. The man wanted to prank his daughter.

"I don't want to!! Sixty years is too old!" ketus Fadila's.

"It's okay to be Om-Om, as long as it's five. Why even age protest" said Aziz shook his head.

"You who are Om-Om does not mean that you are old. Fifteen years or ten years or twenty years. Just not too old" Fadila said.

"There was. Twenty years with you. But he's a widower son of six. Do you want to?" ask Aziz. The man began to follow the flow of his daughter's conversation.

"Not so!!" said Fadila pouting.