My Second Husband is an Idol Artist

arini's Duty

The night is late, the clock is 12 p.m. Arini was in the front room, sitting waiting according to Tirta's orders he could not sleep if the artist had not come home.

Arini's eye bead looks reddened by enduring drowsiness how not he who usually sleeps at nine and has been meant to stay up late if ten o'clock at night, now he must resist sleepiness until late. He also did not want to leave to sleep for a while, Arini could not because if he had slept, it was very difficult to wake up again.

To eliminate the drowsiness that hit Arini tried to chew a lot of food there was bread, chocolate and this time he chewed potato chips.

After a long wait for the sound of the roar of the car engine to sound a sign that Tirta had gone home, Arini quickly put a snack on the table. Then rose to open the door, welcoming Tirta's return.

Arini pulled the corner of her lips when she saw the handsome young man standing in the doorway and was about to enter the house.

“’Kak Dilan,” greeting Arini staring tired face Tirta.

Tirta dragged a step into the house, threw her body on the sofa that was sitting on Arini, her bead eyes staring at the table that contained many snacks Arini used.

"Hey you ate all this at curfew like this," asked Tirta, her brows furrowed at Arini.

“Ia, sis. In order not to drowsy wait,” clearly Arini smiled knot.

“You're not afraid of fat? Your weight can go up if you eat all that at curfew like this,” said the artist who keeps this weight, he grimaced to see the lifestyle of Arini who is opposite to him.

“My body weight can not go up, even though I eat as much as anything,” explained Arini makes those who hear become envious.

Tirta snorted looking cynically at Arini. “Great body, can eat a lot of fat ngak.” Inner Tirta who always struggled to maintain his body shape. being an artist makes him have to work hard and make sacrifices.

“Yes, now you have to do your first job, Take my things in the car and bring it here,” Tirta said giving the car keys to Arini.

“Good sister.” Arini then rushed out of the house to the car running Tirta's orders.

Tirta leaned her back on the back of the sofa flexing her tense body while waiting for Arini.

Not long after, Arini entered carrying a lot of goods in his arms. Clothing, shoes related to everything in Tirta's car. “Already brother,” said Arini who holds Tirta goods.

Seeing that Arini had come with the task he gave, Tirta then rose from his seat.

“Follow me, take all that to my room.” This handsome young man set foot into the room, followed by Arini who looked troubled.

Tirta had been at the door, her hand opened the door of her room and entered.

“Come in,” invite Tirta when he saw Arini just standing in front of the door did not expect he would enter the room of his idol really feels like a dream.

With a hesitant step Arini entered into Tirta's room, this beautiful girl clucked in awe at Tirta's spacious and very neat room.

“That's great, Dilan's room, Rara would be envious if I knew I had entered Dilan Magika's room, this is the first time I entered the artist's room,” Inner Arini is anxious as if forgotten if her idol Dilan Magika has now become her husband.

Arini pulled the corner of her lips, happy to be able to enter into her idol's room, she felt like a dream to him. Arini's view, Dilan is only an idol for her not her husband.

“Why even play there!” Tirta made Arini flinch from her daydream.

“Put it there first.” Tirta pointed towards the sofa, without saying Arini obeyed the order. The girl stepped up and put her luggage onto the sofa.

“Already sis,” said Arini breathed a sigh of relief after putting a lot of that stuff.

Tirta reached into her pants pocket and grabbed a piece of paper given by her assistant Rian in preparation for tomorrow's shoot, then approached Arini.

“It prepare all the items written on this paper.”

Arini received the paper, read it carefully.

“That's wardrobe room, you prepare there.”

“Good sister.”

“And this is a gift from my fans. You open it and stack it all in the room over there.” Appoint Tirta who has a special room to put gifts from fans.

“Alright brother. I'll do everything.” Arini smiled without burden, he began to carry out Tirta's many commands.

Tirta walked to the bathroom to clean up.

Arini is done with the task of preparing the needs for tomorrow's filming. When he entered the room again he was amazed to look at the luxurious and expensive items of the artist neatly arranged. He put some clothes, shoes, according to the notes on the paper on the sofa. Now we wait for the next order.  

This girl opens one by one gifts from fans of Dilan Magika which is quite a lot.

Tirta came out of the bathroom and had been wearing a nightgown. Ready to fall asleep. This young man sitting on the edge of the bed looked at Arini who was sitting on the sofa with a smile, looking happy to see the contents inside the gift.

Arini is a village girl who rarely feels her name opening gifts and getting gifts, until she becomes very happy like a child, she is very excited to know what is behind each package.

“By rich brat, open a gift just happy, just as easy as he was happy,” inner Tirta who saw their smile on the lips Arini.

“You never open a gift yes,” cibir Tirta stare lightly.

“Ia, rarely brother,” replied Arini briefly then giggled in amazement staring at the contents of a box of chocolates that had just been opened. “This brother is from a fan named Lisa.” Arini showed it to Tirta.

“Make you just, everything you like to take for you.” Tirta said then took her face care box before going to bed.

“Totally kak?”

“Emmmn.”

“Still brother,” said Arini with glee.

“Basic boy, very happy,” muttered he also involuntarily pulled the corner of his lips saw Arini's face that was getting more beautiful when excited.

“Hei to.” Call this handsome young man sitting on the edge of the bed with a facial treatment on his lap.

Arini stopped her activities and approached Tirta

“What's up brother?”

“One more task for you. I was very tired and was sleepy, so you put the face treatment tonight on my face,” Tirta said thrusting the box on Arini.

Arini rounded the eyes with a lot of facial treatments in this artist's possession. “This much brother?” ask as if I can't believe it.

“It's my facial treatment series, so that the face, remains smooth and acne free,” he explained. “Please put it on me!” then he lay down.

Arini still remained silent she did not understand.

“Hei fast.”

 “This how to use?” asked Arini with a plain face makes this young man sit back to hear Arini's confession.

“Hey you've never used skincare!” this artist is staring intently at Arini a girl does not know facial treatment.

Arini shook her head. “No, I only wear face wash and powder,” said Arini reviewing a smile.

Tirta stared fixedly at Arini's white smooth face. “Great also the skin, can be smooth like that,” inner Tirta again amazed by the performance of Arini's body .

This young man snorted lazily staring back at the box in Arini's hand and explained.

“Listen well I'll explain it to you. First this clothes milk clanser wet with cotton and then wipe on my face, after that this toner wear cotton too, then after that apply the hand serum thin-thin, only, and this eye cream wear on the circumference of the eye, and this face cream,” clear Tirta at length while showing one by one facial care products.

Arini was stunned her mouth was slightly opened with the explanation of the artist's facial treatment so much.

“You why dumbass! You understand no?” the voice of this young man raised up thinking that Arini was not listening.

“Understanding sis,” replied Arini.

“Good to do now, I want to sleep.” He lay back down

“Good sister.”

Arini was sitting on the edge of the bed, her heart was beating fast looking at the handsome face of her idol Artist, who had closed her eyes, truly she had never dreamed of touching this perfect face.

“Rara I touched the face of Dilan Magika, our idol,” Inner Arini is anxious like a fan and idol.

Arini had wet the cotton about to wipe the smooth white face of Tirta. His hands trembled as he could not breathe staring at the handsome face of his idol.

He gasped when Tirta opened his eyes.

“Gosh!” he screeched when he saw those eyes glaring at him.

“After you have done your duty get out of my room. Beware when I sleep you kiss me, or hug me take advantage of my body,” threatened Tirta to the widowed woman whom she thought had experienced with men and thirsted for caresses.

“No way sis, I do like that,” replied Arini he is still innocent about men.

“Yes who knows, you have not had a warm hug from a man for a long time, you need a caress and do not expect the warmth and caress from me even though we are husband and wife, you need a caress,” Ketus Tirta then back close his eyes pull the blanket up to the neck covering his body.

Arini was only silent on the accusations of Tirta, she had kissed several times with Andra, but she was not even proficient, her husband had disappeared, she was not, until now he has not felt the warmth of the bed as Tirta thought he was still innocent and inexperienced.

This innocent girl also did her job rubbing the idol artist's face, until there was a regular sigh, a sign that the young man who cared about this appearance had fallen asleep. Arini looked at that tired face, comparing the faces of Andra and Tirta who were much different. Andra has a sweet baby face and height that is not as high as Tirta, while Tirta's face is firm and looks masculine with a tall body towering.

Arini has realized it is very difficult to live the life of Dilan Magika, starting diet, body care, items and busyness that are so draining of time.

Time has shown almost 2 am. Arini just finished preparing everything, really this task from Tirta can make him sleepy on campus.

 

 

Truly Arini live ma Tirta, fortunately handsome.