My Second Husband is an Idol Artist

misfortune

The sun has turned. The sunlight entered the window. Dazzling the eyes of the still girl who coiled under the warm blanket.

Arini began to wiggle slowly collecting half her life. His eyes that began to open perfectly instantly faded when he was presented with the morning scene, seeing a handsome young man lying beside him.

“Kak Dilan,” said Arini, his bad thoughts began to surf everywhere, then opened the blanket that covered his body. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the clothes he was wearing were still complete.

His eyes also ran through the room.

“This is Brother room Dilan.” Arini began to panic looking at the young man who was still sound asleep.

“What have I done, why can I sleep in this room?” Arini's memory recalls the events of last night he was unable to resist his sleepiness.

“Gosh last night I overslept here. Brother Dilan must be angry,” Arini immediately rose down from the bed slowly, disguising the sound of footsteps, leaving Tirta's room before the artist woke up.

Arini had finished cleaning himself, now he was dragging his way to the kitchen with no zeal, the shadow of him sleeping in bed with Tirta continued to shine and it was a great sin, a great sin, that could make a husband who didn't expect her angry at her.

Arini has been in the kitchen will serve breakfast menu for him and Tirta. Weakly he opened the refrigerator door to grab some eggs that he planned to make an omelet as the artist's breakfast menu.

“Stupid Arini why you can sleep in the room sister Dilan.” this girl from earlier cursed herself. He stared blankly, with the eggs broken and stirred in a container.

Until he remembered something, if last night he had not done his job. Tirta's needs have not been removed from the room and arranged in the car even gifts from fans he has not arranged.

“Aaaa, I forgot my brother Dilan's stuff is still in the room.” Arini clucked back to curse the stupidity of last night and his eyes that could not resist sleepiness.

This beautiful girl hastened her activities of cooking omelets and preparing fruit and healthy fruit juices.after which she did her pending duties in Tirta's room.

Arini had been in front of Tirta's room hesitantly going inside, this was the first time she had entered inside her husband's room in the morning. Supposedly Tirta's goods have been taken care of at night and in the morning just take him to the car.

Arini had walked into the room slowly hoping that the artist was still asleep, her beads spinning around staring mainly at the bed but had been empty. Arini breathed a sigh of relief when she heard the splashing sound of water in the bathroom sign that Tirta was bathing.

Not wasting a chance, Arini quickly cleaned up gifts from fans who were still on the sofa, he hoped that Tirta did not come out of the bathroom until it was done all.

Compiling the fans' gifts has been completed, now just stay into the wardrobe room where Tirta's clothes. All he had prepared was to take him out of the room.

Arini had just entered until the sound of a step made her turn around.

“Yes!” arini screeched his eyes were bandaged, his heart seemed to want to jump out while staring at the tall body of Tirta, standing before him with a chest, only a white towel wrapped in his lower body.

For a moment Arini was stunned staring in awe at the chest of the smooth white field that was moistened by water droplets from wet hair, as if he saw the dream of his idol's body plastered real in front of him until then realized.

Arini averted her gaze, her holy eyes had been stained by the sight before her.

“Sorry sis, I last night have not issued the goods needs of sister,” explained Arini shifted his eyes.

“Yes last night, you slept in my room, like a fainting man,” sneer Tirta broke through Arini's body.

Tirta's hand opened the wardrobe, he grabbed a white hoodie from a famous brand.

“Why are you still standing! Quickly prepare all lest anyone be left behind,” Tirta said to Arini just standing still turning his eyes.

“Kak Dilan, can come out for a while. Wait for me to come out, brother just came in. I am preparing the goods brother,” said Arin still downcast.

This handsome young man was stunned to hear Arini's words, the clothes that stayed past his head restrained on both arms of Tirta. “You kicked me out of my room, it's good. I don't want to, just do your job quickly,”.

"Just a minute.” Arini's voice was heard whining he could not possibly see Tirta dressed.

“I don't want to,” kekeh Tirta escaped from his head.

Tirta turned a lazy eyeball as she stared at this girl not moving in the slightest. Tirta approached Arini who was standing with his head bowed.

This young man bowed. “Why are you ashamed? see my body?” seductive Tirta pulled one corner of her lips trying to stare at Arini's face hiding her face.

Arini just silently did not dare to look at the young man whose bottom was still wrapped in a towel.

“You are not an innocent girl who is innocent and shy to see a man's body, you have even seen more than this right, and you have also felt the body of a man, and you have also felt it,” sneer Tirta made Arini's face flushed with embarrassment.

“You don't want to look at my body and compare it to my brother,” Tirta's tease hand moves, down, makes Arini flutter.

“Wait for my sister, let me come out,” shouted Arini saw Tirta's hand holding a towel as if to remove the cover of her lower body.

Arini quickly stepped up, scooped and clenched to her chest all the items that had been prepared. And he will take it to Tirta's car, break through Tirta's body with his head bowed.

Tirta snorted with a slanted smile staring at Arini's funny behavior.

“Basic boy. Strange, rich virgin child ting-ting aja,” sumpul Tirta then back dressed.

Arini standing in front of the closed door breathed a sigh of relief after exiting from Tirta's room, her body trembling. This was the first time he had seen a man's body. While with Andra, she never saw how her husband's body was because they were still a shy newlywed couple and had not had sex like a husband and wife.