The Beautiful Doll of the Judge
Understanding

It turns out that in the store it only sells shirts and cotton pants with a long responsibility, while the most small clothes. Jun saw some. "Try me to wear this." The man offered a short-handed shirt and hanging trousers.

"It's too short, Mas," Khati protested a spoiled whimper.

"There's no other choice, Julia. You should wear this. Anyway ...." The man brought his mouth closer to the wife's ear. "Didn't you feel like your body odor was bothering other people?"

"Times?" Khati immediately crossed her hands in front of her chest and took a few steps back. He tried to smell his body.

"You'd better get changed and ...." The man glanced among the shelves that were beside him. He took a body mist, and handed it to his wife. "This. You wear it in the locker room."

"Oh, yes, Mas." Khati took all the items her husband gave her and rushed to the dressing room.

Jun smiled slightly at the panic of the wife. The woman came out with the clothes that her husband had given her. Looks a little uncomfortable with the clothes that feel short on his body. He was less confident. His wacky body is clearly visible on the 7/8 trousers he wears. Thankfully, his clothes were a little loose.

Jun then paid for the clothes and body mist earlier, then they came out. Every now and then Khati rubbed his arm because of his short-sleeved shirt. The man realized it but he just let the wife like that because Khati had to get used to wearing it.

"Mas, just go home, yuk?" invite the wife because she is not comfortable with the clothes she wears.

"Let's lunch soon. Are we having lunch first?"

"Whatever it is, but I want to rush home. I'm not comfortable wearing this kind of shirt."

"You're beautiful wearing that shirt." The man again praised her so that the woman would be more confident wearing such clothes.

The woman's cheeks were reddish. "But, Mas. I'm not used to wearing short clothes like this."

"It's a matter of habit, isn't it? Just habituate. You can't go back to how you used to. You're someone else now."

"But we can't fool God, Mom. I can't fool him. As great as we can hide, He knows. He knows, Mas. I am the Heart and the fact that it cannot be exchanged by anyone. My sins I still carry even though I have changed my name. Already operation. My sin remains that I have," the wife explained, to Jun's surprise.

"Isn't your sin I shouldered? You're marrying me. Didn't we?"

He looked at the man deeply. "The husband and wife cooperate in evil? If you know kindness and it's better, wouldn't it be best to work together on kindness?"

Jun grabbed his wife's hand. "Trust me Khati, this is only for a while. God must also know and forgive us, because our intentions are good even if what is done is wrong. It's for the good of everyone and of course we're not trying to linger with this situation, are we?"

Khati sighed softly.

Didn't I tell you that I've come to your aid in spite of this death sentence, and I really want to prove that you want to cooperate. Please, please, help me. Don't make me harder with my position right now. Do you know what I'm sacrificing? My office, and we can both go to jail."

Now I am sorry for the man who may have been forced to be her husband because he wanted to help her. So much has been sacrificed. Time and department. They don't know each other. The man was sincere in helping her at the expense of himself, so he could not be selfish. "Am I really okay, while wearing this kind of clothes without a hijab? That's not a sin?"

"For a good purpose and only temporarily, definitely may. It's in a precarious state. Wasn't it in the days of the Prophet, where the Muslim population was still few, that they converted to Islam and worshiped in secret? In the mouth, they do not recognize the religion of Islam to be saved" said the judge again.

Khati was still confused to hear the husband's explanation. Only, the evidence makes sense. "Can this murder be equated with that?"

"Of course, honey. I'm not lying to you, Julia." The man pulled his wife's body into a soft embrace. "Trust me because I'm risking my entire career on this case." Jun clenched it tightly to calm his wife.

Hearty relieved, this man also broad religious knowledge so that he can lean for a while on the husband. He drowned his head in the chest of the man's field.

"Therefore you must be excited. Take care of the body, and learn many other things, so that we can quickly catch the killer. We don't have much time because I'm delaying your trial in Jakarta temporarily, but if the investigation doesn't work, you're forced to help with this investigation by becoming Julia."

Raise the head. "So, I don't have to be, Julia?"

"Investigations so far have yielded nothing. That's why I'm asking you to hold on. While I prepare you to be Julia, I will continue to monitor the situation in Jakarta."

"Is there any chance I don't need to be Julia?"

"Because I'm not sure, that's why I prepared you. No, trust me, you can."

"But it doesn't feel like I'm Julia" muttered Khati. He doubted his ability. "Julia is a photo of a professional model. How could I possibly be able to match it."

"heart." The man took off the hug so they could face each other while talking. "I'll help you. Want to be a model photo? I'll call his teacher specifically for that. Want to get skinny fast? I'll put you in the aerobics group. What's again? Just tell me, so that we can get back to Jakarta soon when you're ready to be Julia, do you understand?"

The woman nodded.

"So don't lash out anymore, because time goes on and I can't hide you forever here. Besides trying to save you, you should also try to save yourself. Don't be afraid, I have a team that will escort you to Jakarta later, so you are not alone. They'll also help you when something happens to you."

Khati stared at the two clear black eye beads belonging to her helper. Besides being handsome and having become her husband, the man was desperately trying to become her helper god. Somehow he will thank the man later, when all this is done.

It's just a pity that they're not fools. Unfortunately, if you have to get divorced. Does he have a wife he wants to marry? It's too bad then. There is himself among them. They have to hold on for him. Khati is determined to try her best so as not to disappoint Jun. He promises in his heart. "Ok, I'll try," he replied steadily.

The handsome man smiled. He rubbed the head of Khati gently. "Let's have lunch."