Naughty Doctor Aziz's Wife

INDA. Episode 58's

Aziz arrived home at 5:21 PM. With a quick step, he entered the house. His laughter stopped when his sense of smell caught the fragrant aroma from the kitchen making the buttons in his stomach join the protest.

"I'd better go to the kitchen first" Aziz muttered as he walked towards the kitchen.

A smile fell on her lips as she saw Amrita cooking her favorite food. Especially if it's not rica-rica roasted fish.

"Assalamualaiku, dear" Aziz said his greetings and stood beside his wife.

"Waalaikumsalam wr. Take a shower, Mas. Later her doctor's suit smelled fishy" Amrita replied without looking at her husband.

"Yes my naughty wife. The more days you get beautiful and diligent. It's not in vain that I marry you" Aziz smiled.

Amrita chuckles. "Newly realized yes, Mas. Or just woke up" ledek Amrita.

"Both" Aziz replied with a small chuckle.

"Hurry to shower, Mas. Then meet me here. I purposely prepared your favorite meal because there was something important I wanted to talk about. This is about Safira" explained Amrita.

Jem!! Aziz was silent for a moment. He swallowed his saliva. His feet seemed light to step away from the kitchen. "Dead me, I better go to the room" Aziz muttered almost inaudibly.

"Don't be long, Mas. I've prepared iced tea, iced oranges and coffee for you." cried Amrita as Aziz ran towards the room.

Amrita gave a small laugh watching her husband's face change. In an instant, his smile disappeared changing with a roaring expression. "Do you think I'll shut up? It won't! I'll teach you an old lady's lesson" muttered Amrita smiling cynically.

After grilling the rica-rica snapper using happy cells, Amrita served food on the table. Fish snapper rica-rica accompanied by white rice, basil sambal and vegetable shoots of spicy coconut milk.

"Only a stupid man who wants to cheat, when getting a wife who is good at cooking and cleaning the house and serving the husband" said Amrita then smiling staring at the menu on the table.

After serving food, Amrita cleans the kitchen and cooks. After everything was done, he returned to the living room to continue his activities that had been delayed.

"It looks like it's Mas Aziz" inner Amrita. No idea where, suddenly he berhayi offend her husband.

🎶🎶

I love you...

Loves you so much.

But you betrayed, you,

You hugged another woman.

You said love to me...

You're secretly having an affair.

Love..How could you be to me...

I'm limiting my distance to them (Men)

And you approach another woman... 🎶🎶

On the stairs, Aziz stopped his steps. He thought hard about the title of the song and who the song's creator was. It seems like the song he has never heard. Or an outdated Aziz. "It looks like he's crazy" Aziz muttered and stepped down. Her steps again came to a halt as Amrita resumed her singing.

🎶🎶

I try to reach my goals

For our future and our families

In fact you are pleased with the old woman🎶

"Wait, it looks like she's offending me" Aziz said.

"Mas, do it there. Let's go eat, I haven't eaten since this morning" said Amrita pouting.

Aziz approached his wife and sat down on the sofa. "Don't he give you pocket money. Why don't you buy food?" ask Aziz.

"My appetite is gone after seeing the romantic photo, Mas" replied Amrita pouting.

"Photo, what do you mean?" asked Aziz in confusion.

"Wait for me to grab my phone" Amrita replied, then grabbed her phone and opened the watshap app.

"This, Mas. Very romantic, Mas" said Amrita while showing a photo of a woman hugging a man.

Jem!! Again Aziz swallowed his saliva. "D-where did you get that photo?" tanya Aziz is brick-styled.

"From the woman in this photo" Amrita casually replied.

"Amrita, not that Mas explained everything to you. They have no intention of cheating. I love you and will always love you dear" Aziz said trying to convince his wife.

"Don't talk about that again. Let's eat, my children (worms) have been protesting since then" said Amrita while standing and walking to the dining table.

Aziz let out a sigh. "Alhamdulilah, Amrita understood the events of this morning" Aziz's inner self then followed his wife's footsteps.

Aziz shifted the chair then sat down. I can't wait to eat the food on the table. "Honey, please get me some rice" Aziz smiled.

Amrita did not answer, but she obeyed her husband's orders. After taking a few spoonfuls of rice. He brought dishes and vegetables. "That, Mas. Enjoy the cooking of your wife that you betrayed" said Amrita.

Aziz just chuckled. "He must be jealous" inner Aziz.

Amrita and Aziz start dinner at 6:01 PM. When eating, the two did not talk to each other. Either because of the taste of the food or because one of them is not okay. After eating, there was an adhan magrib in the mosque.

"Mas, I'll finish the dishes" said Amrita as her husband was about to tidy up the dirty dishes on the table.

"Thank you, my wife is jealous" Aziz said, then ran to the second floor before Amrita punched her.

"I wait for you to come home from Mas mosque." cried Amrita. There was something he planned to teach his wife a lesson.

After cleaning the dirty dishes, Amrita rushed to the room. Wash your face and brush your teeth. Then change the clothes he was wearing with other kous clothes. Then he went into the bathroom to take ablution.

"I know where" muttered Amrita while looking for her face in an ordinary place but nothing.

"Maybe in the closet" he murmured again and walked open the closet door. And sure enough, the Mukena and the prayer mats and the Qur'an are in the closet.

Amrita quickly put on her face and began to pray Magrib. When he finished, he taught until the time came.

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After praying Isya, Amrita returned to the first floor to do his duty. Drowsiness made him fall asleep with the pen still tightly grasped.

"Assalamualaikum" Aziz went into the house and said hello.

"He must be exhausted" Aziz murmured toward his wife.

As usual, Aziz would check on his wife's campus duties. And this time, there are still four unanswered numbers. Slowly, Aziz picked up his wife's pen and began to answer questions that had not been answered.

"It is not in vain that I have the advantage of being able to imitate the writing of others" Aziz murmured.

At ten o'clock in the night, four unanswered numbers were answered and written by Aziz. Aziz tidied up his wife's book and placed it on the table. He took his wife and took her to his room.

"His comfort was in the arms of the husband" the unconscious Amrita a minute ago.

"Did she think I didn't know she was awake" Aziz said, but she acted as if she didn't know.