The Beautiful Doll of the Judge
Disappear

"Look, I don't mean anything bad. I just didn't have enough time to explain it yesterday." The man tried to speak in a low tone. "heart."

"What's in such a hurry? You just want to divert the conversation, don't you? That's what it means? You're still wrong! You forced me!" the woman still did not accept.

"Yes, yes, I was wrong. I'm sorry, aren't I?" The man spoke slowly again.

Khati could no longer scold him because the man had apologized. It's starting to soften. Moreover, seeing the handsome face of her husband who began to weld.

"Eat ya? A ...."

With a frown, the woman did not want to open her mouth yet.

"heart." Finally the man put the spoon on the plate. "You know why I told you to have plastic surgery to be that woman?" He called 'Julia' 'the woman' for refusing to give her name.

Khati.

"She's your ex-husband's affair."

"Then why? That's none of my business?"

Jun was surprised to see his wife's uncaring reaction. "Are you not suspicious?"

"Suspected what? 'That's his domestic business with his late wife. It has nothing to do with me. I've seen them together anyway, but Damar says it's his business partner." But no doubt, Khati was disappointed. It occurred to me, did Damar ever cheat other than with the deceased when he was with her.

Damar's late wife, Sofia, was the woman the man impregnated with when he was with her. The reason for not having a baby for 5 years as the main cause. Their marriage was fine and both were healthy without any problems. That's why Khati chose to withdraw, so that Damar could marry the woman. He refused to be combined. At first the man did not want to release Khati, but when offered to manage the company together, then he released his ex-wife.

"Suspicious why he accused you."

"'And I told you, he's being pressured by his wife's family!" I am very determined to defend my ex-husband.

"If the death penalty were handed down to you, it would mean the killer would live freely out there. Aren't you curious to know who the killer is? Besides, that guy could be looking for other prey out there, right?"

I stared at the man. He does not know what plans are attached to the brain of the husband. "So what should I do? Didn't you own a law officer, and I didn't. It should be the Father moving. Aye, right? Why should I be involved?"

"I'm an outsider, Khati. It's hard to check it inside. Since you were once close to Damar that's why I asked for your help."

Khati looks confused. "How is it? I'm a suspect, right? Ah .. but I can't." He shook his head weakly.

"Stranquilo, Khati. I'll help you."

"Ah, I can't, sir." The woman shook her head strongly.

"Are you sure Damar didn't kill his wife?" Before Kati denied it, Jun continued. "It's time you could prove that even your ex-husband wasn't involved. You should have proof, right?"

Now I look at the man in a different way. This guy's not entirely bad. Isn't he the man who is recommended to uphold justice in various mass media? After all, this man was the most handsome husband he had ever married. Given that, Khati blushed.

"Look, let's eat. We have a lot of work." Jun lifted back the spoon and directed it into his wife's mouth. "You need to be healthy. Come onl. Oya, don't call my name like that, I'm your husband."

"Well, that's it." I don't know. This marriage also confused Jun. He was not supposed to marry this woman and he also did not expect, to suddenly marry in this way. It's all out of plan, completely out of plan, but at least.

Khati looked happy. His hanging legs were moved because he was happy. Her handsome husband was feeding her. "Already, I can eat by myself, Mas." He pulls the plate from Jun's lap in embarrassment.

"Should it run out, huh?"

"Come out. I'm hungry already."

"Yes, I believe you." Jun stood up. "Yes, tomorrow we go to the doctor to remove the bandage."

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Carefully peek behind the door. The husband was in the middle room of the apartment unit staring at his laptop diligently. A woman came carrying a tray containing a cup of tea and placed it on a table near the man sitting down. Judging from her clothes, the woman seemed to be a maid.

I closed the door and breathed. He is tired of being in the room but he is also lazy to meet Jun because he does not fully trust the husband. He wanted to go out for a while, but how? The woman slammed her ass on the edge of the bed in annoyance. He had to wait for the man to enter his room.

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Damar dizzy made. How many times has he called Julia but not picked up. Even the phone's turned off. What's wrong with her? Where are you Julia? Why did you turn off your phone? The man bit his fingertip.

Suddenly the office phone in the room rang. It must have been a phone call for him that the secretary had switched, so he picked it up immediately. "Hello?"

He listened to the shocking news for the second time. "What?" After listening to a long explanation, he hung up the phone.

How surprising. From Khati's lawyer for business affairs it is known, that the woman was transferred to an isolation prison. Isolation prison is a closed prison and specifically for certain cases, but this prison does not accept visitors until the lawyer can not see his ex-wife. The court was suspended pending an investigation.

Damar clenched his fist on the table in anger. He had struggled to convince the judge to speed up the court, because there was no evidence that anyone else could be suspected of murder. If the investigation continues, the killer could be found. Damar's restless. He bit his finger book.

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Khati peeked back out of the room after Maghrib prayers. Ah, empty! He then closed the door and went back to inspect his big bag. There ain't? Huh huh? Where are all my hijabs? She remembered her husband. Jun Mas! The pecker is in the heart.

That woman is upset not playing. The husband had taken all of her headscarves leaving not even a single one. He clenched his fist in anger. He could have arranged my life again ... The woman was still looking around, a fabric she could probably use for the hijab but nothing was possible.

Uh! He finds a hoodie jacket that Jun lent him. The jacket was covered in headgear so he could hide his hair and ... I just realized his face is now wrapped in bandages. It should also be covered, so with a hijab is also not actually enough. With this head covering, maybe.

He looked for a mirror to see his new look and found it behind the closet door. How surprised he looked in the mirror, until he took a few steps back.

"Astaghfirullah alazim." His face was so sinister as it was filled with twists of bandages. It was like looking at a living mummy standing in front of a mirror. Almost got his heart out. Though Khati was looking at her own face. It's massaging the chest.

Slowly he began to get used to the scene in front of the mirror. The woman pulled her face deep into that head covering. It was fortunate that the head covering was large enough to submerge his head deep enough, but still, he had better duck a little so that his face would be invisible.

But why did Judge Jun see himself as ordinary?