The Beautiful Doll of the Judge
Pinguid

"So, is this really Julia's knowledge?" ask the woman to her husband. The gentle bead of the eye seeks truth in both the eyes of the eagle of her husband.

The man again kissed his wife's lips but this time he got a rejection. His wife turned her face to the side.

"Mas, don't do it ah! I'm talking, please focus."

"I'm talking too, but I'm afraid you're making a fuss here" the man said with a serious face. Then he changed his face with a big smile. He pinched his wife's pointed chin with anxiety. "More fun making out, how?" Tempt the man while tightening his embrace.

She pushed her husband away. "Mas, it's not focused."

"Why are you afraid of me? I'm your husband. Everyone in this building knows," Jun persuaded. He was actually happy to be visited by his wife suddenly like that. But does Khati like it to ask this question until he has to go to his office, or does he really care about Damar?

"Do I have to yell at people to let them know we're marrying contracts?" threaten the woman while folding her hands on her chest. She was worried that her husband would not talk seriously, but instead teased her.

Khati's remarks locked onto Jun's next move. The man sighed softly. Look at the woman who is now in front. They were married, but still he had to worry, the woman no longer supported him. Moreover, he himself forced the wife to reconnect with her ex-husband.

Whose fault is this, actually? Jun was dizzy thinking about how he also began to get jealous when Khati was close to Damar, so he handed over all supervision to Todi. "Darling, do you still love your ex-husband?" ask her frankly. "You have to be able to tell which ones are work and which ones are personal. You must ...." His words stopped as he looked at the wife's face.

"What's? I don't want to go back to her, anyway." Forehead Khati shrivel with mouth conical instantly.

The man smiled with relief.

"Just pity it" said Khati slowly as she lowered her head.

The man's face turned ugly. He was still dizzy when the woman gave him a floating answer. Instantly he took his coat which he hung on the back of the chair and grabbed the wife's hand to follow him. He unlocks the door.

"Where are we going?" ask the woman confused.

"We'll just go out. We'll find a place to talk."

"Where?"

"We think as we go." The man then took his wife who followed along the way. Everyone watched them in the office.

Even along the way to the elevator to everyone who pays respect to the two. They stared in amazement at the pair who almost looked perfect in the eyes of those who were staring. One was beautiful, one was handsome and both were famous people.

Even in the elevator, Jun did not want to release his hand on Khati. He let people look on with envy and wonder because he dared to display that affection in front of many people.

Khati is actually a little shy about Jun's attitude in public because he is basically not used to doing this in front of a lot of people. Even her ex-husband never did it when walking alone with her.

There is a bit of fun, but she strives to be professional as Julia, a model who does have to look sexy in public. He brushed off the shame for a sickening role for her.

Sometimes, he feels lost as Khati and feels as a great sinner. But he had no choice. This man had cornered him to the abyss of self-destruction even deeper. He is often confused as to who he really is now.

The elevator finally arrived. Jun pulled the wife towards her parked car not far away. He helped his wife get into the car, then he walked around to get in the other door.

"Mas, how will it work?"

Jun who had just climbed into the car looked at his wife, sighing. "You should have thought about this before coming to my office."

Khati. "Sorry."

Jun closed the door and turned his body back to face his wife. He seems to have to repeat everything. "Look, I told you from the beginning, focus on your work. Ignore how you feel. If you keep thinking about the past and your mother's feelings, this problem will never be solved. Youunderstand?"

The man looked back at the wife who still looked confused. He could not bear to pull the woman's body into a hug. "Here, sweetie."

Just follow it. He was confused about these two men. Who among them should he believe. Only her husband's gentle embrace was able to nourish her weary heart.

Oh my God, who do I trust? Both are equally painful to have, but both also want themselves to hurt each other. This confused him as it was difficult for him to hurt others. He can't bear. All he could do right now was, follow the orders of the husband. Because he has tied the marriage to Jun.

"Mmh?"

Jun smiled at the foreskin. "Did you forget, it'll be lunchtime soon."

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"OKs. I'll go home, honey. The driver will be here waiting for you. I've already forwarded his HP number, so he'll just pick you up." Jun raised his head to look at his wife while putting his phone into her suit pocket. "You want to take a walk in this mall first?"

"Yes. I'm gonna buy some more clothes. Some of my clothes are starting to be too tight. I don't like."

"Oh yeah? Try to wear the nights let me see," said the man with a big smile.

"Lt!" Kati grimaced.

Jun laughed off. "But I see you're a little fat, now."

"You too" said the woman quickly.

The man touched his chin. "Maybe a sign of a happy marriage."

Khati still scowled even though in her heart was happy. "What ... do I have to manage my body again?"

"Ah, no need. I can't tell you because you're a housewife. You don't have to be skinny, but don't be fat any more than this? Danger. Someone will suspect you're pregnant."

Kati again scrunched her mouth.

"Eh, but ..." The man leaned forward.

"Yes?" I was curious about the sentence hanging her husband.

"What if ... we continue this marriage?"

"What?" The woman scrunched her forehead.

Jun who saw Khati's reaction, immediately corrected it. "Eh, it's okay. I'm just kidding."

I am getting more and more scared to hear it. What the hell does that mean? Just make the heart hot. There is regret that is held back. Why is he ....

"OK." The man got up from his seat followed by his wife. Khati followed her husband all the way to the payment place. After paying for the food, the two came out. Jun grabbed the wife's arm and kissed her forehead before parting ways.

"Assalamu'alaikum dong," Khati protest.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Beautiful," her husband added with a big smile. The man, who did not understand much about life close to religion, gradually learned from his wife. He admired Khati as well because the woman was religious.

"Getishalight." The woman grabbed the husband's hand, and kissed the man's back.

They separate. Then I looked at the clothes I wanted. He looked at the Muslim clothing area. She wanted to buy a hijab for herself. Just one ... he misses wearing it.

"Julia!"

He turned his head to look for the source of the sound. Both eyes are blotted. "Dimitry?"

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