Naughty Doctor Aziz's Wife
INDA. Episode 60's
Aziz waited an hour in the car, but his family did not leave the Mall. To reduce his saturation, Aziz closed his eyes and enjoyed his favorite music.
"Why haven't they come out yet" muttered Aziz.
Two hours have passed again Aunt Eka, Pa Sofya, Fakri and Amrita did not come out of the Mall. Aziz got out of the car and got into the Mall. He looked around looking for his family.
"Where are they?" inner Aziz.
"Aziz.." call Pa Sofyan.
"Papa, is it done, Pa?" asked Aziz smiling.
"What the hell, they just picked out the clothes" Pa Sofyan replied smiling.
"What! Just picked clothes! Papa, it looks like my vision is starting to blur" Aziz said. The man looked dizzy. Not because of the wrath of his family but dizzy because of the delay in waiting.
"Yes, you go home first. Later we go home to the grab" said Pa Sofyan smiled and left his son.
In Ramayana, Aunt Eka and Amrita were looking at clothes that suited them. While In the Sun, Pa Sofyan and Fakri were also looking around.
"Darling, what about this one and this one?" ask Aunt Eka while showing two gamis with different models and different colors.
"It's better that Army Bu, the color is good and the model is also good" Amrita replied smiling.
"Okay, I want the Army alone" said Aunt Eka smiling broadly.
While in the Sun, Fakri snorted annoyed that his papa bought clothes that were suitable for young people to wear. "Father! That dress suits me! Papa's old, doesn't fit Pa!" ketus Fakri's.
"Papa is still young, so fine if you buy this shirt!" ketus Pa Sofyan won't lose.
"Whatever Papa, I'm lazy to argue. It's old, it's ABG's son" Fakri muttered almost inaudibly.
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At eleven o'clock in the evening, Aziz was seen pacing back and forth inside the house. Waiting for his wife, parents and sister. Once he glanced at the wall clock, there, the time was already at eleven, past twelve minutes.
"What the hell are they buying! Why not go home too. Did you and Mom forget that I was afraid to be alone in a house this big!" muttering Aziz in a resentful tone.
A few minutes later, a car stopped in front of the house. Quickly, Aziz ran up the stairs and into his room. "They can't know that I'm waiting for them" Aziz murmured and laid down his body on the bed.
Pa Sofyan, Aunt Eka, Fakri and Amrita. The four of them got out of the car and entered the house while carrying their groceries.
"Let's go to sleep, it's late" said Aunt Eka walking into her room followed by her husband.
"Yes, Mom. Mommy, Papa, Amrita" Fakri replied smiling as he held his paper bag and entered the room.
"I'd better get into the room, Mas Aziz must be asleep" muttered Amrita then went up to the second floor.
Amrita grabbed the door handle and turned it slowly. The room lights look dim. He went in and closed the door slowly. "Mas Aziz must have slept" in Amrita.
Aziz, who had been pretending to sleep, chose silence and once glanced at his wife who was walking to settle. "Basically naughty, he could walk like an intruder" Aziz said.
"Don't forget to wash your feet and brush your teeth" Aziz said before his wife crawled into bed.
Jem!! Amrita stopped her steps. Then smiled as her husband pressed the sacred lights. "Why haven't you slept?" tanya Amrita switched the conversation.
"Mas just want to make sure your disease, has been cured. And it turns out to be far from healed" Aziz replied.
"Yes, Mas. I'll wash my feet and brush my teeth" said Amrita, who was very familiar with her husband's facial expression.
Amrita went to the bathroom, a few minutes later, came out and climbed into bed. "Have you slept, Mom?" ask Amrita.
"Already" replied Aziz.
"She was asleep but still answered the question" Amrita murmured softly.
"Mas, I borrowed his arm. So that my vision is not blurry anymore" said Amrita whispered a little.
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Morning
Aziz and Amrita are on their way home. Not that he did not want to stay for long at his mother's house, but there was a report belonging to Amrita who wanted to be collected and the report was in housing.
"Mas, why the hell is Safira still chasing you even though you're married. Did Mas and Mbak Safira ever make an appointment?" ask Amrita.
"Mas doesn't know why either. For the promise, Mas never made an appointment with him" Aziz replied.
Aziz put his car in the trunk, and he and his wife got off and went inside the house. Aziz headed for the kitchen while Amrita headed for the room. In the kitchen, Aziz was making coffee. While in the room, Amrita again laid her body on the bed.
At eight in the morning, Aziz who was in the middle room frowned. "Why hasn't he come out of the room yet? Did he go to college" Aziz muttered as he folded the newspaper he read.
While singing, Aziz put his foot on the stairs and went into the room. A smile fell on his sweet lips when he found his wife asleep.
"Darling, don't you have a class schedule this morning?" aziz asked while sitting on the lip of the bed.
"There's Mas but I'm still sleepy" replied Amrita curled up hugging the bolster.
Aziz let out a slow breath and then got out of bed and went into the bathroom. Long enough Aziz was in the bathroom, when he came out, Amrita was still in early position.
"Astagfirullah, will he continue to sleep and forget his obligations as a student" muttered Aziz.
Drt drt drt. Amrita's cell phone rang. Aziz approached and answered a call from Hanin. "Assalamualaikum, Deck"
"Waalaikumsalam, Brother. Is there an Amrita?"
"There, but he's still sleeping. Want brother to wake him up?"
"Oh my God, that child is so lucky. Oh yes, no need to build, brother. I told him I only wanted to give him good news. Today all lecturers are in a meeting at the rectorate so no lecturers enter teaching"
"Yes already. Matiin's brother called ya"
"Iye Brother. Assalamualaikum"
"Girishal"
Aziz put down his wife's phone and started getting ready. When he finished, he approached his wife. "Darling, your pocket money is on the nightstand. Go to the hospital first" Aziz whispered then kissed the top of his wife's head.
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Spindleswood Mansion Housing
"My plan this time should work. I have to make Aziz and his wife quarrel" Safira muttered.
