The Beautiful Doll of the Judge
Macaroni Schoolhotel

Khati proved her promise. He worked out and cooked in the apartment. Not to forget she cooked various food menus for her husband.

Jun, who has been independent since college, used to eat out because he could not cook. Since Khati cooked in the apartment he owned since college, the man was at home eating. Not only because he was afraid his wife was angry but he liked his wife's more Indonesian cuisine.

In Singapore, it is difficult to find Indonesian cuisine because Malay cuisine does not fit on the tongue of the man. He prefers European cuisine over Asian because of taste problems.

It turned out that Khati also had the same taste with him so he really enjoyed his wife's cooking every day. Although sometimes the wife only cook kale vegetables and fried chicken with sambal, it was already heaven for Jun. No wonder when Khati's body grew thin, the man even grew fat.

"Darling, you cook especially?" tanya Jun who smelled the fragrant smell of cooking from the kitchen.

"Macaroni schotel."

"Oh, Julia. You don't have to make it in the afternoon, '" Jun complained. "My pants have mostly started this narrow ...." The man showed the waist of his trousers that fit perfectly at the waist.

"I'll make it for myself, I'm not offering you, '" said the wife curiously.

Hurriedly the man approached Khati while clasping his hand. At that time, there was a maid who was doing the dishes. At such times he can make out with his wife, because when alone, do not touch, just approach her his wife does not want to.

Jun was indeed struggling with his taste. Since the love of one night he did it, he felt he could not escape from the Khati. Moreover, the more days, his wife is getting more beautiful. The man himself did not know how to describe his feelings.

At first he only thought he was afraid that the woman was back lashing and did not want to carry out the mission, but increasingly here he realized there was another reason that made him afraid Khati changed his mind. This reason remains in doubt to this day. Is he becoming infatuated with the woman he helped?

"Darling, don't be. That schotel's macaroni must've had a lot of cheese on it. I don't want your weight to go up again this week."

"You don't have to worry about that, Mom. I've learned from my aerobics trainer how to count calories so this schotel macaroni is not heavy. Milk and cheese are not much," said Khati while glancing at his assistant who was stealing glances at their affection.

"Then, I ask yes, to be sure."

The woman just glanced at Jun. Although the man seemed to dislike him cooking again in the afternoon, the husband must eat whatever he cooked without exception. Even if it wasn't food intended for her! "I made this for my gymnastics, because I was lazy to have lunch at the mall. I can keep this in the fridge."

"You're cooking, you don't want to share it with your own husband, anyway?"

"Lho, just said do not cook because you do not want to gain weight, but the turn to cook, you even ask for a share. How the hell? I'm not responsible, if your weight goes up!" suhut Khati is fierce by rolling her lower lip and narrowed eyes.

Her eyes are getting more beautiful today. When angry, upset or looking sniffy. Yes, since that one-night love with her husband, the wife never again showed a smile to Jun.

But still, this even makes the man curious. He was unceasingly looking for a way to make out with this woman and that he could only do in public. "Darling, I just want to help you keep your weight from going up."

"Yes, whatever," said Khati while scowling. He did not not know the man began to be interested in him, but he tried to keep his distance so that his heart did not oscillate with the man. Sometimes she is confused as to how to behave with her husband.

As he gave all his attention, it turned out that the man had only given half of his heart. He was afraid of disappointment. That one-night love alone had already drained her emotions a lot. He did not want to be played a second time.

Jun grabbed the wife's arm and kissed her temple. Then he hugged the slender arm so that he could stand next to the woman. The two were waiting for the macaroni schotel to be roasted in the oven.

I glanced briefly at the husband who was beside her. If this were not pretend, how happy this was. But it was just a delusion.

Jun is enjoying it. He could no longer tell which feelings were real and which were not. He just followed his comfortable heart with Khati. Though he was also locked in the apartment unit, but he felt his life was calm with his wife. Some of his office tasks were transferred through his laptop.

Once the grill is ripe, Khati lifts it from the oven. He cut the part for the husband and put it on the table with saos sambal. Jun impatiently wanted to taste it.

"Yeah, Julia! Make me some juice!" shouted Jun.

The woman was forced to stop her steps and turn her body towards the husband with a stale face. "'There's juice in the fridge."

"Eh, not ah! I want that juice you make a lot."

"That's my juice. Juice to diet," said the woman dumbfounded.

"'Aren't I getting fat?" tangkis the man.

Khati did not know what to say because she was upset, Jun smiled widely.

"'Can take care of the husband is worship," continued the man again while taking a spoon.

"Yes, yes, sorry." Kati then cut out some sort of fruit and put it in a blender along with a little liquid sugar.

Netra Jun looked sparkling to see the woman back there. "Meet me eat huh, honey?"

The wife did not reply, but she did as Jun asked. She waited for her husband to eat while enjoying the juice. Jun days passed happily, like newlyweds. His life was full of smiles and laughter.

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Khati came to the cafe while netraanya looking for the man, but he did not find it.

"Julia, are you alone?" A man coming behind her made the woman turn her head.

"Felixes? I'm looking for my husband" he lamented.

"Call it" said the tall, thin man with big muscles. He had a backpack on his back.

I realized he didn't have a cell phone. "HP I live in an apartment," he told a lie.

"Yes, it's hard. Yuk, accompany me to eat. I'm hungry!"

"Eh, maybe he'll be gone for a second." The woman stayed in place.

"Just leave it. At most he went with another girl" said the young man with a laugh.

The Indonesian man who had become a Singaporean citizen pulled Khati's hand to enter the cafe located not far from their gymnastics place. Actually Felix had been watching Khati for a long time but he did not have much chance to talk to her because the woman did talk a little.

"But ...." The woman was a little agitated. He is not used to being held by men not his mahram but because of his casual clothes, Felix certainly does not understand that.

The man picked a table and took Khati to sit with him. But then, Jun came out of the men's toilet and saw Khati with another man. Not playing hot his head saw that. He came to his second table with a burst of anger. "Hey, why are you sitting with my wife!"

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