The Beautiful Doll of the Judge
Darling

"Oh, sorry." Jun realizes his mistake, letting the woman down.

"What do you want to eat? Porridge?"

"I'm not that bad, Julia. I want to eat rice."

"I made some fried rice downstairs. Would you?"

"Oh, I'd love to."

The man's face looked fresher than before until Khati asked again. "Didn't you want to go to the office?"

"Mmd? What time is it? Here, I think it's too late, Julia."

Kati immediately folded her hands on her chest. "Do you have to come on time? You're the top leader in your office."

"But that doesn't mean I can just come to the office. The people in the office know that if I don't come on time, I'm off, unless there's something extraordinary that requires me to come."

Khati glanced at the man's body that was soaked in sweat. The man's athletic body curves were clearly imprinted on the overflowing pajama outfit. Moreover, his hair that was drizzled because it was wet, framing the face of the man became even more handsome. The woman had a hard time gulping at the beautiful sight. "You take a quick shower. Your body's starting to stink, Mas."

"Masa? But I like your smell." Jun who was smiling flirtatiously turned flat when he saw the sight of his wife who looked ice-cold. The woman then came out.

I went back to my room and checked my phone. There were 11 phone calls that he could not pick up. He could already confirm who was calling, because the collection of phone numbers he had only three people. Yeah, who else if not Damar. There was a short message from the man which he then opened.

'Julia, where are you? Can we meet again for lunch?'

I answered that message immediately. 'Sorry, I can't go anywhere today. My husband is sick.' Just as he was about to put down his phone, a phone ringing came from the flat object. He immediately lifted it. "Hello."

"Julia, 'are you okay?"

What the hell does this mean? "'And I said, my husband is sick, not me."

"Eh, yes."

"Yes, I've." Just as he was about to close it, the man at the other end called back to him.

"Wait a minute, Julia!"

"What else is it?"

"Can we meet tonight?"

This guy doesn't give up, does he? But did Mas Jun allow it? But anyway I was lazy to meet him, even though I had to dig up information from his mouth. Ah, naw. I don't want to go out at night. "Mmh, I don't know, but you better not. My husband is home so there's no way I'm going. He must be suspicious."

Damar sounded disappointed. "Oh .. mmh, yes no papa. Hope your husband gets well tomorrow?"

"Amin, thank you." Kati hung up immediately. It was not easy for him to share this feeling, he still felt guilty. She did not like playing with fire even though her husband allowed her to. Then he changed his clothes.

When Khati returned, the husband appeared to have taken a bath and changed clothes. The man had already returned to the bed and was waiting for his wife to come with a cheerful face.

Khati came to bring food trays for her husband. He put it on the nightstand and got food on the plate for the man. "It."

"Sapuin dong." The man's face looks back.

"When you can't eat by yourself? Usually, can't you?"

"Usually, but I'm sick now." Suddenly the man sneezed. "Challenge!" He closed his nose. "Ah, Cali. Please tissue ...."

The wife took the tissue box from the table. Jun exhales the nose removing the remaining mucus with a few sheets of tissue paper from the box. "Mh, Khati. I have the flu" he lamented.

"Already, don't be whiny. Come, eat. I'll give you the flu medicine."

Jun was really upset. "Why do you call me a crybaby? I'm your husband, you have to take care of me" he asked shamelessly. He no longer wanted to hold back his feelings because he was sick. He really wants to be spoiled by his wife.

"Huh, yeah." The woman relented. He feeds the husband to eat.

Jun showed a face that was parched from pain. He accepted all the mouthfuls of his wife with a carefree heart. The man folded his legs and hugged him while leaning his body there. He tilted his head towards Khati.

"Eh, don't sit like that! Then the food doesn't go right in your stomach, Mas. Try, sit right. Back your back to the back!" Why did he become like a child! Everything needs to be arranged, the wife's nagging in heart. It seems like almost all men are like this when they get sick. Like a child!

It seemed like the man was enjoying every scolding of his wife. He smiled and didn't talk much. Carefully tidy up the husband's blanket when finished eating and taking medicine. The man lay with his head elevated with an extra pillow, so that his nose is not blocked.

"You're not going anywhere, are you, honey?" ask the man again.

"No."

"I want to have lunch with you."

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"What?"

"You don't know about picnics, do you? I want a picnic in the back garden. There is a big tree there. I want a picnic under that tree."

"But I haven't prepared the food yet" said Khati in a panic.

The man smiled broadly. "Y, Julia. It's about easy. Leave it to my cook. I want to read a book under that tree. Accompany ya?" Jun picked up a thick book from the bookshelf in his room and stepped to the door.

The two went down the stairs and stepped into the backyard. Jun meets one of his aides to prepare a carpet for the picnic while Khati asks the cook to prepare a sandwich, some fruits and drinks from the feeling of fresh fruit.

Before long, the helpers were busy preparing the picnic Jun wanted under the tree. Luckily the tree leaves are thick so that the heat of the sun is very hot, not to be felt to the picnic chosen by the man.

Jun immediately sat down when the carpet was held until Khati followed. He asked his wife to sit on a tree.

"Why?"

"Just sit down first."

Khati. Suddenly the man lay his head on the lap of the wife making the woman surprised.

"Mass?"

"Please read my book." The man handed over the book he had brought back since.

The woman grabbed the book and opened it. "English?"

"You speak English, don't you?"

"Eh, understand but not so good at talking."

"Please read it to me."

"Eh?" Carefully lift the book to see the man's face on the lap. "Why should I? This is your book. I don't understand the law."

"It's okay. I want to listen, not read."

"But my English isn't so good."

"It's okay, I'll be fine."

"But ...."

"Read it Julia. Don't be afraid."

The wife looked at her husband in confusion.

"Can't I beg you? As a friend?"

Khati glanced at the maids who started to come carrying small plates, glasses, glass pots filled with juice, baskets filled with food.

"A girlfriend?"

"What?"

The servants placed the items on a carpet near the two.

"As a husband?"

"OKs. Yes it is." The woman gave up.

Jun smiled triumphantly. The man began to listen to his wife read books for him. He sometimes corrects the way the wife reads if wrong.

At first, it was a bit difficult for me to read the English book. Moreover, many terms that he did not understand, but over time he began to smoothly read them. Jun while listening, he sometimes sat down and took food. Or shift eating wine next to Khati. For a long time he seduced the woman by feeding her a piece of sandwich.

"Mmh!" Khati was forced to chew before the protest. He would not put down the book he read. "Mas, I'll read it again!"

The man laughed happily. "Eat, yuk!"

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