Marrying my best friend's sister

Icha Idol

"Hurry to sleep, rest your body well."

"Or you'll be exhausted during the shoot." Megan nagged, they are currently in a five-star Hotel, with various facilities they have obtained.

"Yes, ma'am, geez, but I'd like to call my husband first." Icha fingered the phone on the nightstand. She was quickly grabbed by Megan.

"The time is only fifteen minutes, no more and no less."

"You got it?" Megan glared her eyes like she was giving a teacher's assignment to her student.

"Ehmmm yeah, fine, but let's get my phone." Icha raised her hand.

Icha got up from her seat, walked out onto her balcony, and sat in a single chair, enjoying the beauty of New York City.

Asyik calling her husband makes her miss half to death, "Have...?" megan asked, observing Icha's movements.

"Hem."

"This is if you want to confiscate my phone again."

"I don't think it's necessary anymore, because you've become a follower of gini, it's sweet to be." praises Megan.

"Not to overdo it, every day I also become a sweet K-Pop Idol right."

Icha snorted, began to lay down her tired body, then closed her eyes and pulled the blanket to the chest.

Morning is approaching, even this is only four o'clock, but Icha has woken up from her sleep. Clean yourself and dress up.

"Tumben once my actress has become a diligent child."

"Oh yes I know, is it not because you want to meet your idol?" guess Megan's origin.

"Sssstttt don't be hard, afraid someone will hear you know."

"It's ridiculous, a soundproof room like this one still hears."

"Here, take a shower do not ask much, later it can cause short life." expel Icha using his hands.

"Ck, where there's such a thing."

The photo shoot this time was done at the hotel where Icha stayed, this time he collaborated with handsome actor idol.

"Why smile for yourself?" tanya Megan holds Icha's forehead.

"Not hot."

"Ck, you're what, you think I'm sick." Icha looks nervous on her own and reflects repeatedly in front of a concave mirror that is almost the same height as her body.

"Huh, I don't usually see you like this." Megan sits on a single sofa. Waiting for who Icha's working partner this time.

Sipping his cold drink once again, his eyes could not be separated from the sight of Icha who looked very nervous, even several times circling in front of his own image, then tidying his hair and clothes.

"Hey miss, remember don't be weird, you're married, or the spy will send a report about you" Megan whispered softly behind Icha.

"You don't have to scare me like that, just make me nervous."

Megan was still figuring out the unusual situation of Icha, even when Around the Word was not like this.

Not long after, a handsome actor walked up dashingly, greeted them and then greeted each other as colleagues.

"Excuse me, I'm still not late right" the voice interrupted Icha's hearing.

"It's my heart."

"So, that's your idol, huh you do have a high taste miss." Megan who initially sneered, was even amazed by the sight before her eyes at this moment.

"Huh, realize Miss you don't be silly, if you speak this is not careful, then I think you will retire early to be the actress of your dreams." whispered Megan again.

"Huh yes you are right, ahh this mouth is really uncontrollable."

"Here you go, get yourself ready, the photo shoot's about to start." Megan tidied Icha's hair once again.

"Who will be my partner?" ask Hero to tidy up his suit.

"Look over there, that beautiful woman will be your partner."

Various styles and venues have taken its style, with Icha as the main female model and Hero as the main male model.

The shooting took less than three hours. After that was over, "Well why would I feel like I was looking at the prince and queen, ahh beautiful and handsome." when Megan saw Icha walking along with the Hero, heading towards her, after the shoot.

"Well, I'll wait at the restaurant."

"okay." Icha looks sweet smile and raises her thumb a sign of agreeing to something.

"What are you planning?"

"Oh my God, I'm going to have lunch with Hero, you know if I've been idolizing him for a long time, ahh it's nice that I get to meet him today, it feels like a dream."

Icha smiled to herself imagining the shooting scene earlier, even her hands felt cold and had to repeat the scene several times, because Icha nervous so stiff.

"Hah I think your brain should be taken to the river first."

"Why?"

"In order not to err, you are married, which can idolize other men," Megan chanted, but apparently not listened to by Icha, Icha walked ahead of Megan, to change clothes and remove the jewelry that was used during the photo shoot.

Another place of activity, Arka who was laying down his body, due to the time difference between Indonesia and New York eleven hours. If Icha is currently preparing for lunch, then Arka is resting her body.

Seeing the reports from Frans from several photo portraits made his blood boil instantly, he could not close his eyes, fortunately the work he completed until just before ten o'clock just finished. That means he was just about to break his body.

"He's having a good time" I don't know if Arka is strategizing to catch up with his wife.

Early in the morning, Arka had asked to be picked up by a helicopter, and Jenifer last night he called, making him prepare to be unwilling.

"You seem to be in a hurry, where are you going?" jenifer asked who was deliberately sitting next to Arka.

"I still have business, you I put it down at the Villa."

Jenifer guessed that Arka was in deep trouble, seeing the look on her unfriendly face, and her eagle eyes ready to prey on her opponent made her not dare to ask much.

"There's still time, right," Jenifer's inner self.

"Greet others." After Jenifer got off the helicopter and reached the Villa.

Jenifer nodded, then saw the departure of the helicopter until it disappeared from his eyes.

Since last night Arka could not close her eyes at all. Though his heart had tried to calm down, plus his wife's phone that was difficult to contact made him want to disappear at that time, and meet his wife.

The journey so far did not seem to make him tired, although several times the plane he was on transit in several countries, to make it too late to come from the time he had predicted.

Arka got the address of Icha from Frans, fortunately also he sent Frans for his wife, there at a time like this.

He opened the hotel room where his wife was resting. He had asked for a key from the front receptionist before, at first the receptionist was reluctant to give him a reason for visitor privacy, but after seeing who he was by showing his identity card made the receptionist give the key.

"It looks like he's tired of playing." muttered Arka, put the origin of his suitcase and slipped into Icha's blanket.

Hero's business let it be besuk, Arka thought even though he held back the fire of jealousy