Naughty Doctor Aziz's Wife

Boncap_Bring a friend home

At 06:21 AM

Fadila is busy in the kitchen cooking food for her, Fattan and Papa Aziz. While Fattan swept the house from the second floor to the first floor. Not only that, Fattan is also in charge of washing clothes and drying clothes. It was not that Aziz wanted to save money, but that man wanted to train Fattah so that someday he would know the distress of women, especially the distress of his wife. And Fadila, the woman could prepare food for her husband and children later.

While Aziz, the man just sat back and read the newspaper. Since Fadila and Fattan can cook, Aziz rarely goes straight into the kitchen. He always spends time reading books or newspapers.

"It looks like I can already work in the stall" muttered Fadila while turning the puffer fish while fried.

"Working at the stall must be good at tasting food. Especially about salt and salt. If you don't know what the taste is like, then you will definitely be complained by the buyer" said Fattan who suddenly entered the kitchen.

"That's a little. Even small children can judge the taste of fresh and salty" said Fadila casually.

"Oh yes, then what about you who are already big but the cuisine likes to be fresh and salty?" asked Fattan to corner her sister.

"Hehehehe" grinned Fadila while turning off the gas stove. Then lift the fried fish and put it on the plate. Then serve it with vegetable buncis soy sauce mix tofu and tempe.

"Sister, quickly call Papa let us eat. Don't wait for eight. At eight we are already at school" said Fadila.

"No need to call. Papa is already here" said Aziz who suddenly shifted the chair.

Fadila and Fattan smiled. They also started their breakfast with heavy meals. Unlike yesterday, during the holiday they only have breakfast cake, coffee and tea. After eating, Aziz returned to the room to get ready. So did Fattan. Fadila washed the dishes before getting ready for school.

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Fattan and Fadila descended the stairs to Papa Aziz on the first floor. "Pa, we go to school first huh" Fattan said as she shook her Papa's hand.

"Yes dear" Aziz replied smiling.

"Which hawk, Pa" asked Fadila after kissing her Papa's hand.

Aziz took the money next to the television. Ever since Alm Amrita was alive, they had always put money beside the television. That habit Aziz did until Fadila and Fattan were seventeen years old and no matter when the habit would disappear.

"This is for you two. One fifty thousand. If you think the money is mostly, then share it with your friends who can't afford it" Aziz said, handing over a hundred thousand bills.

"Yes Pa" replied Fadila and Fattan simultaneously. "Assalamualaikum" he continued, then out of the house.

Since they were in school with Sabila, the three went together. Fattan hugs Fadila, while Sabila hugs Sakia. They take Sakia first to her school because Sakia is new Junior High School 3rd grade.

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High School in Makassar

Fattan put the bike in the parking lot. So too with Sabila. "Sister Fattan, Brother Fadila, I went to class first huh" said Sabila smiling.

"Yes. The spirit of learning" said Fattan returned Sabila's smile.

"Later chat if you want to go to the cafeteria yes" said Fadila before Sabila went to her class.

"Yes, Brother" replied Sabila. Passing to first class.

"Wait for me!!" asmi Pinta. A little run up to Fattan and Fadila.

"quickly" said Fadila waiting for his friend.

Fadila, Fattan and Asmi rushed to the classroom before the entrance bell rang. Arriving in class, they sit in their own chairs. In the classroom, there are already many students who come earlier than them.

"Asmi, you won't come with me to my house. We do our duties together there" said Fadila taking her best friend home. Fadila wants to introduce Asmi to Papa Aziz.

"Can" replied Asmi. Asmi and Fadila ended their conversation as the teacher entered teaching.

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Citraland housing number A19

Fadila opened the door of the house and let Asmi in. From first grade high school to third grade, this was the first time Fadila had brought a friend to her house. He usually goes to his friends' house. Whether you are a friend or a coincidence, Papa Aziz came home earlier than usual.

"Have come home, dear" said Aziz.

"Is this a soul mate? How can Papa go home early" Fadila said.

"Already, Pa" replied Fattan. Then kissed her Papa's hand. Then to the second floor to change his uniform.

Asmi was speechless staring at the middle-aged man who was a perfect match called sugar dady. Who else if not Papa Aziz, widower son of two. "Subhanallah. Very handsome Papa Fadila" Inner Asmi.

"Papa, know this is my friend. Her name is Asmi" said Fadila introduced Asmi to her Papa.

Asmi carved a smile. "Sore Om" said Asmi.

"Sore" Aziz replied. Aziz looked at Asmi for a moment. "O Allah, do not tell Fadila to match me with this young leaf" said Aziz.

"Fadila, take your friends to the room after that meet Papa" Aziz said.

"Well, Pa" said Fadila then took Asmi to the second floor. Arriving on the second floor, Fadila opened her bedroom door and asked Asmi to wait for her for a while. Asmi agrees and lets Fadila meet her Papa.

"Papa, how? Beautiful right" asked Fadila smiling, taking her place on the right side of her Papa.

"All women are beautiful, nothing is ugly. Depending on who looks at him" Aziz replied.

"Yes. I know, Pa. What about that sugar dady?" ask Fadila.

Aziz took a breath, exhaling it quietly. The man's eyes began to glaze over. She tries to keep her love but her daughter instead finds her a new companion.

"Fadila, do you want, Papa's prayer is no longer entirely for Mama? Whether you want, Papa's mind begins to divide and no longer thinks of your Mama. Do you want, Papa's love is not entirely for Mama anymore?" tanya Aziz held a clear circle that had wanted to spill earlier.

Fadila shook her head strongly. "I don't want to, Pa" replied Fadila sobbing.

"If you don't want to, then don't match Papa with anyone. Papa only wants one wife, and that's your Mama" said Aziz, who was nodding by Fadila.