Naughty Doctor Aziz's Wife

INDA. Episode 47's

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Aziz rushed home ahead of his wife. He confirmed Aher's words this afternoon. Therefore, Aziz intends to take over the role of his wife this afternoon. Especially if not cooking. As always, Pa Berti will always pay attention to Aziz.

"Hurry up Doc?" tanya Pa Berti is stale.

"Hehehehe, yes Pa. There's something I have to work on" Aziz replied smiling.

"Be careful, Pa. Don't forget romantic" said Pa Berti smiling bitterly.

Aziz could only smile while shaking his head. He walked and got into the car. The car slowly moved away from the hospital area. On the way, Aziz thought about the food ingredients that were in the house.

"So Amrita only fries fish and eggs. That means the vegetable supply is no longer there" muttered Aziz. Aziz pulled over his car when he saw a greengrocer on the side of the road. A few seconds later, he came down to the vegetable seller.

"Excuse me ma'am, how many kale vegetables are these?" tanya Aziz is friendly while holding a vegetable kale.

"Five thousand three ties, son" replied an old mother. The mother was about fifty years old.

"I bought three bundles of kale, three thousand carrots, two thousand potatoes and vegetables kol Nya one" said Aziz then issued a piece of money fifty thousand rupiah.

"This is my son" the mother replied as she handed him a red crackle containing vegetables purchased by Aziz.

"Here's the money, ma'am, the change is for me" Aziz said, smiling kindly and then getting into the car.

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Aziz drove his car home. With a stop he went out and took the vegetables he bought, took them into the house and put them in the kitchen. Aziz ran up the stairs to the room. Arriving in the room, he chose to take a shower because the time has shown at five in the afternoon. Fifteen minutes later, Aziz came out of the bathroom dressed in his clothes.

"When to cook.." Aziz cheered running small down the stairs. He wanted to surprise his wife. Let's hope Amrita is happy and doesn't leave him, that's what Aziz has in mind. If another man takes his wife to an expensive restaurant or gives her jewelry or flowers, then Aziz is different from the others. Just cooking what he had in mind.

"Sayur kale only. This is not complicated in cooking" he murmured while looking at the vegetables he bought and took out kale vegetables from red crackles. Wash it off and start cutting it. Almost forty minutes Aziz was in the kitchen cooking kale vegetables, frying fish, tempeh and not forgetting to cook rice.

"May Amrita like it" Aziz murmured as he served cooked food. Aziz ran out of the house when he heard the sound of a motorbike stopping right after the house. A smile was engraved on his handsome face as he saw his mischievous wife smiling at him.

"Just come home or from earlier?" tanya Amrita approached Aziz.

"From this moment" Aziz replied, leading his wife in.

"What's up, Mom? What new Mas payday, Mas tumben like this" asked Amrita felt strange with her husband's treatment.

Aziz chuckles. "Two more days' payday"

"Now you take a shower because it's late in the afternoon. You must be tired so Mas has cooked for us to eat" explained Aziz.

"What! Cook their?" amrita asked round her eyes of disbelief. "Oh no, it seems like something is wrong" he murmured softly. Strange thoughts began to arise in his mind.

Amrita climbed the stairs, her steps stopped in the middle of the stairs, turned to look at her husband who was taking his place on the sofa. "Mas, don't I need to wear pants? I roam around the house wearing only clothes"

Aziz patted his eel. "Astagfirullah Amrita.I mean, if you're done getting ready yes you go down"

"Hehehehe. I get it, Mas. I took a shower.safe to hold back the upset.." said Amrita running up the stairs.

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The dining table, Aziz and Amrita are having dinner. After the meal, the Adhan was heard in the mosque. Aziz rushed over to help Amrita lift the dirty dishes. "Honey, you pray at home I want to congregate in the mosque" said Aziz running up the stairs. A few tens of seconds later, Aziz looks neat with a cocktail and peci on the head.

Aziz rode his wife's motorbike to the nearest mosque, it did not take long, he arrived. Immediately Aziz got off the motor, walked towards the place to take the water. After finishing taking ablution, Aziz entered the mosque and entered the shaf. The magrib prayer began. In prayer, Aziz asked God to instill such great affection in him that he could give that affection to the woman who was now his wife.

At home, Amrita was teaching. Continue reading them last night. His voice is so melodious, no less good than the voice of the woman on youtube. He taught while waiting for the prayer time isya. A few minutes later, the kumandan Adhan began to echo indicating that the prayer has arrived, Amrita continues to read until it is finished. He stood up and began to pray Isya. After the Isya prayer, Amrita chose to go down to the first floor to wait for Aziz to come home.

"Why are you sitting outside?" ask Aziz who just put his bike on.

"Wait for you Mas" replied Amrita casually.

"Yes, let's go in. It was very cold outside, it would soon rain" Aziz said, leading Amrita in. Amrita just complies without fighting. The two of them went up to the second floor and entered their room. Aziz changed his clothes with a nightgown.

"Darling, how were you at college?" tanya Aziz took a place beside his wife.

"Very fun. All my friends are good people. What Mas wants to know, the Botanical teacher who gave me a hundred, it turns out he is not married" explained Amrita with sparkling eyes.

"He's handsome or he's ugly?" ask Aziz. Fear began to approach him.

"Lumayan," Amrita casually replied and took her phone.

Aziz was silent for a moment, Aher's words began to teeter in his head. "The lecturer is handsome and unmarried. There's a chance Amrita will fall in love with her. Moreover he is very good at Amrita" inner Aziz.

"Mas," call Amrita. Aziz was still unmoved, he was still with his thoughts.

"Mas.." for the second time, Aziz woke up from his daydream.

"Yes dear" Aziz replied.

"Try looking at this photo. Doesn't Mas think it's good that I profile my watshap?" ask Amrita while showing photos of men and women. Where the man was about to walk away but was held back by the woman.

"can't. That's your picture and your senior. Where the man's face was not seen anymore!" ketus Aziz's. She would not have liked to have Amrita put up a photo of another man on her watshap profile.

Amrita patted her own eel. "Oh my God, this is your picture, not that of another man" Amrita shook her head. Aziz smiled awkwardly when he realized that the man was himself.