Naughty Doctor Aziz's Wife

INDA. Episode 48's

Faculty of Mipa

Amrita, Hanin and Fakri were sitting at the bottom of the stairs while doing Pharmacy duties. The three worked together so that their task was quickly completed. And even more painful, all of those tasks had to be handwritten. There is no such thing as a task typed on a leptop or on a computer. Everything has to be hand written.

"Oh my God, it looks like I'm in the wrong direction" Hanin lamented as he stretched his muscles.

"I think so too. My fingers hurt" Fakri's timps also stretched his hands back.

"Don't complain much. We are already here so let's go together" said Amrita sighing harshly. He was the same as his two friends, equally sorry for choosing a major in Pharmacy.

"Come to class, Fifi's mom will be coming in soon" Hanin said as she tidied up her books.

Fakri and Amrita stuff their books into bags. They walked into the class. Because Ibu Fifi did not like the students who were late, Amrita, Fakri and Hanin chose to enter even though the second lecturer teaching hours were still fifteen minutes away.

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After checking his patient's condition, Aziz chose to sit in his room while staring at Amrita's watshap profile. He can be heard grinning to see his face clearly plastered on the profile watshap the wife.

"Oh my God, why am I this happy. I'm like a man who just knew love" muttered Aziz shaking his head.

"There's something like this moustache...!" ledek Aher who suddenly entered Aziz's room.

"You are like a moustache!!" chirps Aziz.

"Haha. Relax, bro, don't get emotional. I know the cause of that smile. If I may suggest it, mending you be harmonious with Amrita. Wh why? Even if your photo is clearly displayed in the profile but the human heart no one knows. Therefore, I suggest, you should make her happy so that she does not seek happiness elsewhere" explained Aher. He was sure the plan would work. Aziz would definitely think of Aher's words, and he would definitely behave strangely again.

"What you said. I read someone's status on Facebook. And he also wrote such a sentence. He said, don't be proud that your photo was displayed on your partner's profile, it was just his plan to fool you" Aziz replied seriously.

"If so, I disagree. I'm sure Amrita won't fool you. I'm giving you advice so you can be more romantic. Make your wife proud to have a husband like you, that's what I mean" Aher said.

"Make him proud? Didn't the doctor have to make her proud?" asked Aziz innocently.

Aher looked furious, he touched his best friend's eel. "Do you think Amrita's a title freak. Even if you are Doctor, if you don't make him comfortable then he will definitely leave you"

"So what should I do? Tell me to make her comfortable with me" Aziz said. That question makes Aher more and more apoplexy.

"I told you already, Aziz, pay attention to your wife. Be more romantic, romantic like Aunt and Om who always look harmonious even though they are old" explained Aher furious.

Aziz chuckled then nodded in understanding. He walked towards the window, staring deep into the towering buildings. With a smile on her lips, she came up with an idea to keep Amrita from turning away from her.

"Aziz, two more days of Anaya and Rikal's wedding. Did you get any good clothes for the show?" tanya Aher broke Aziz's daydream.

Aziz turned to look at his best friend, "Not yet. We should have worn a uniform. The four of us, me and Amrita, and you're your boyfriend"

"Okay, I agree. Tomorrow night we go to the boutique to see the clothes that suit us" explained Aher no less happy.

Faculty of Mipa

"Oh my God, it seems like I will rarely sleep" Fakri muttered.

"It's not just you, it's me" Hanin said.

"You guys are good, just a task that you think about, but I, I have to take care of my duties and serve my husband" Amrita said with a rough sigh.

"Nake time, Amrita. You can ask Aziz to help you. Aziz is very good at drawing, you can ask him to draw plants that we have to draw" explained Fakri.

"If she wants to, if she doesn't want to" Amrita retorted softly.

"Oh, don't be sad anymore. Let's go home and start doing preliminary tasks" Hanin said as he opened his binder.

"Task there are fifteen numbers. Fakri, you work number one through five. Amrita, you work numbers six through ten. The story goes, I did it. For you Fakri, at three o'clock at night, you have to send answers to the questions you are working on. We have to do this task long before the lab starts, that way, we have plenty of time to learn it" Hanin explained as he looked at his two best friends in turn.

"Good Mom.." ledek Amrita and Fakri together.

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Night

After praying Isya, Amrita chose to take a double folio paper to work on the problem that has been shared. His eyes were focused on the screen of the phone, his fingers were starting to wrench at the keyboard and he occasionally sighed violently, staring at the answers coming from the source.

"O Allah, this is answer number six. Where is the problem of having children again" complained Amrita while staring at the answer on the phone screen.

Aziz frowned when he found his wife on the couch, her feet on the sofa and her head on the floor. Aziz slowly approached, noticing his wife's strange behavior. "Darling, what's wrong with you?" ask Aziz.

"Mas.." whined Amrita, still in early position.

"Why you?" ask Aziz again.

Amrita changed her position, sitting on the sofa looking at her husband. "I'm tired, my fingers are starting to ache. It feels like, soon my fingers will become noodles, krit it" he complained.

"Let me see your writing" Aziz said, taking his place next to his wife. Amrita handed him a double folio, number six and number seven he answered, only number eight, nine and ten.

Aziz looked at his wife's writing, a smile engraved on his handsome face. "Pray a lot, hopefully I can imitate your writing" said Aziz.

Amrita was happy to hear that. "Does He want to help me?" ask Amrita excitedly.

"Yes," Aziz replied casually without looking at his wife.

"Yes, Mas wrote about number one, later the answer I sent in Watshap" said Amrita girang, he opened the watshap application, opened the group and saw the answer sent by Fakri.

"Mas, I just sent you answers number one and number two. Later number three will be yes" said Amrita who was replied to a nod by Aziz. Aziz began to help with his wife's preliminary duties. He chuckled when he heard his wife muttering.

"Thank you my husband" Amrita muttered and chuckled.