My husband is my teacher
Risk of Having a Doctor's Wife

Breaking a few days, off the incident Latika and the house people have started to advertise the departure of the beloved cat.

Latika has also forgiven the person who violated her beloved cat.

When Arisan Latika still talk to him, although he was a bit reluctant to talk to Latika how not to hesitate anyway he who violated let alone the mothers around to know.

At first did not want to talk to that person but luckily Afriadi advised him.

He said, "It is not good to hate someone, especially if that person has apologized well, the masses must be hated, it is not commendable behavior. Allah does not like such a person, the Messenger of Allah does not teach us to hate or hate one another..."

From the advice Afriadi finished Maghrib prayers that made Latika aware, she was grateful to have a husband who was there to advise her.

***

Now that Latika had entered half a semester, she quickly caught the mid-semester lesson she could pass easily. After all he studied and supported with friends doctor Afriadi, sometimes Latika video call the same they ask a lesson but Latika in friends Afriadi really let no misunderstanding.

Sometimes Afriadi is the practice of Latika for injecting practices at home.

Flashback incident in the same injection Latika.

That was 3 months ago.

Pas Latika after practice in school because of lack of understanding he asked his friends and can short videos and pictures of injection points.

Malamannya.

Latika smiled widely in front of everyone of the house she gathered in the living room.

They felt an uneasy aura from Latika moreover her smile was like wanting to eat people alone.

"Non, what do you want to get us here?" asked Samsul to ventured.

"So we practiced injecting and now I want to practice at home again. Who was the first patient?" Latika smiled widely.

Their guess is really bad.

Kalut, fret, misbehavior they heard the word syringe means they are afraid of injections. They're afraid they'll have to smell that needle.

"Who wants to?" ask Latika again.

The lyrics nudge each other, refusing to fall prey to Latika.

Everyone glanced at the relaxed Afriadi from earlier anyway he knew that Latika would not point him to be a material trial, he would love Afriadi

Honestly, Afriadi was also horrified to see the syringe, let alone the needle near the skin, hiiii... Scratch all over the body.

"Kok was silent," said Latika confused by the condition of the people before her.

"A A A Anu N-Non," said Mang Juneb intermittently while scratching his head, reluctant he would refuse Latika's request, but if he did not refuse then the address of the syringe pierced his skin.

"Punten Non, Mamang want to return to guard in front of no one later there will be a thief. Sorry Mamang can't help Non, Mamang can go Non?" mang Juneb said he got a nod from Latika. A wide smile was adorned on Mang Juneb's face as he went as fast as lightning.

The others saw Mang Juneb feeling envious of wanting to run away as well.

"Lost one there are still many," Latika said cheerfully.

"Punten Non, Bibik is old not strong see the needle. The aunt's let go, isn't she?" bik Ipah said I can't see the syringe, how long he hasn't seen the syringe.

Without a second thought Latika freed Bik Ipah, he was an old pity if injected. Just a few more people.

"because Mang Juneb and Bik Ipah are gone. Now who wants to go first?" lick Latika with her sly smile. Sari was afraid, she had not been in contact with the last syringe she injected during her school in her village.

Samsul who saw Sari was scared dared to be injected first.

"Non, I have two hands this one is mine and this one is Sari's handmaid," said Samsul, looking at his hands, Latika was surprised by Samsul's offer, especially Sari, was surprised that she did not think that Samsul would sacrifice himself for Sari. Afriadi just looked at it.

"Neng Sari let go, didn't she? Let my hand be his replacement." Samsul continued his sentence. Sari was surprised Samsul sacrificed both hands, "Make the practice of both origin Neng Sari not injected."

In Afriadi's mind there was already one sentence 'Bucin'

Samsul sat down near Latika while thrusting his hand, Latika welcomed Samsul's arm in doubt he would inject Samsul's hand.

"Em, is Mas Samsul afraid?" ask Latika to take the cotton she has spilled alcohol or drugs like that.

"Em, not really. I'm used to seeing this." Samsul smiled stiffly, because he had not seen the injection for a long time so horrified also see it now.

Sari closed her eyes when she saw Latika was ready to stick a needle into Samsul's skin. Afriadi turned his gaze away, Samsul just gulped his eyes shut.

And...

"AGHHHH...!!!" pekik Samsul made an uproar one RT.

Bik Ipah and Mang Juneb who were far away heard Samsul screech, they know what happened. Both of them sighed suck the chest, fortunately they had gone away if not as passive as Samsul.

"Heemmmm," murmured Samsul withstanding the pain in his hand, biting his lower lip.

Afriadi and Sari who saw that tickled in horror.

"Sorry Mas Samsul I got the wrong stitch" said Latika wrongly. His trembling hand pulled back the syringe and stabbed back to the point he thought was right.

"AGHHHH...!!!" screeched Samsul once more, his hands trembling shut his mouth restraining his voice. A small, clear grain comes out from the side of Samsul's eye.

"Sorry, wrong again. Does it hurt?" asked Latika with a face that was also tense. Samsul replied with a smile

There was no way he would scold Latika.

"If that's another one," Latika's pinta. The look on Samsul's face immediately changed, only to realize that he offered 2 hands with a resigned smile he thrust his hands into Latika

Sari, unable to see and unwilling for Samsul to become ill the third time, finally decides to pull Samsul away from there. Quickly Sari pulled the hand that had been injected, Samsul's expression immediately changed to hold back pain forced to follow Sari.

"What business?!" scream Latika.

"Feelings!" Sari answered haphazardly, surprising Latika and Afriadi.

The samsul that was being pulled away by the pain in his hand disappeared instantly.

Degs... Degs... Degs...

Samsul's heart was beating violently, like spring in his heart.

'The 'feelings' of this word appeared in the brains of Latika and Afriadi, they looked at each other.

Latika asked through her gaze, 'What do you mean?'

Afriadi answered with a shoulder.

The mood is silent. As soon as Afriadi realized there was only him left again, which means he...

Latika smiled broadly at Afriadi while wiggling an injection at him.

Afriadi gulped, there was a bad feeling.

"Remember..." Latika approached Afriadi sitting next to her, hugging Afriadi's arm, "May ya Bang?" His face was clear, persuading Afriadi.

Afriadi silently smiled thinking of a way to escape.

"Ala Abang would not, if you do not want to say ajalah." Latika took off her embrace, puffed her cheeks, sulking.

"If Hadi is there, he will be practical" muttered Latika packing her things.

Afriadi disliked Latika comparing herself to other men, quickly pulling Latika's hand as she passed by.

"YAHOO!!!" latika's screams fell into her lap.

Without warning Afriadi stole Latika's lips, giving her a lesson.

Latika who was still sulking pushed Afriadi, "What is this Brother suddenly-"

"Hussss..." Afriadi's large hand stuck right in Latika's mouth stopped her sentence, "Abang doesn't like Adek comparing Brother to other men."

Latika looked into the jealous husband's eyes. Their faces were too close until their breaths smashed into each other's faces.

"More hands, inject at will," Afriadi bargained his right hand.

Latika immediately smiled widely, her inner cheering 'successful'

The plan went smoothly.

While Sari and Samsul are sitting in the garden of the house, from there silently sculpting creates an awkward atmosphere.

Samsul ventured to open the conversation, starting from the question, "Sari, what did you say?"

Sari goosebumps, staring at Samsul unexpectedly she still remembers. Sari with her mind debating confused what to reply.

Sari was silent for a while with a flushed face as well as Samsul.

After a long silence, Sari replied, "A..." His mouth felt stiff to speak.

Samsul awaits Sari's reply.

"Anu... A-" Sari's sentence was cut off the same sound of screaming in pain from inside the house.

"MUCH!!!"

Sari and Samsul looked back at the large house.

Their minds were the same, assuming it was the voice of Afriadi who was tortured by Latika.

"In the first look of the deck correctly, it is true or not the veins. Don't inject bones anyway," Afriadi grumbled withholding the pain in his hand.

"Don't see, it's like gini."

"Where was school?"

"It's like gini, it was in Adek school can't now."

"We try again" Latika said. Afriadi rounded his eyes, wanted to run away but there was no way he had given up his hands to Latika.

Afriadi gagged his mouth with a sofa pillow so that his voice was stuck in the mouth so as not to spread everywhere.

Latika tried to inject Afriadi until several trials and moans Afriadi restrained.

Breaking hours.

Afriadi runs around the living room pursued by the same Latika who holds the injection.

It finally ended in a chase. Afriadi does not want to be injected again, both hands have been injected ╥_╥

Numbness is a hand. That's the risk.

Latika is not satisfied to inject again, chasing Afriadi.

But unfortunately the chase lasted not long, Latika ended her practice when she knew her husband was in pain. Afriadi sleeves can be a treatment of Latika.

Such was the end of Latika's injecting practice at home. Thanks to the sacrifice Afriadi and Samsul Latika have been able to inject properly.

Unfortunately not just injections but other practices, almost every practice in school is practiced at home.