My Second Husband is an Idol Artist

pampering

The night was late, as usual Arini was in the front room waiting for Tirta's return. Tonight is her last night waiting for Tirta to come home because tomorrow she's gone, not going to stay home again with her artist husband.

The roar of the car engine sounded a sign Tirta had gone home. Arini accelerated the movement to welcome the return of Tirta.

Arini opened the door.

“kak Dilan,” greeted Arini with a smile they looked at the young man whose appearance was disheveled but still very handsome despite the tired look framing him.

Tirta only stared at Arini at a glance, without a word entering through Arini's body thrusting the car keys sign Arin must run his duty. Arini understood. He then walked out to the car to pick up the belongings in Tirta's car.

Arini had been inside Tirta's room after preparing the necessary items for tomorrow's shoot, now comes the moment he is waiting for and most liked Arini is to coin gifts from fans who always make him curious about the contents behind the gift wrapper.

Arini sat on the sofa bead her eyes began to look, which package first she would open. “Wah gifts from sister fans every day more and more yes sis,” said Arini cheerful like a child, the direction of his gaze is still staring at the package.

“Emmm,” replied Tirta sitting leaning on the top of the bed staring at Arini who was always cheerful when opening the gift.

“It's a shame that I can't open gifts from them anymore. Moreover, a gift of snacks from loyal fans named Tita,” said Arini not excited.

“What's the reason?” tirta asked her body, about to change position to lie down.

“Grandmother is back,” obviously Arini pulled the corner of her lips looking at Tirta who undoes the intention to straighten her body.

“They're home?” ask Tirta

“Ia.” Arini nodded.

Tirta did not know if she should be happy or sad about the news of the return of her grandmother and parents. They've returned it's a sign the job of keeping Arini is done. This young man then lay staring at the ceiling of the room, for some reason suddenly his feelings became incoherent.

Arini stepped closer to Tirta when she saw him lying down it meant Arini had to run the task to provide a series of facial treatments on Tirta.

Arini grabbed the skincare box and pulled out a chair, sitting on the edge of the bed. He looked at the face of Tirta who had closed his eyes, ready to receive a touch from Arini.

“Kak Dilan, can I ask for some pillows and stuffed gifts from sister fans?” pinta Arini began rubbing Tirta's face with cotton.

“Take it, everything you like,” still with your eyes closed.

“Thank you brother. I will bring some pillows and dolls that have the name Dilan Magika as a memento. I'll put it in my room later,”

Tirta opened her eyelids when she heard Arini's words

“Oh it sis. I am all very pleased. I have to go home tomorrow. Keeping granny.”

“Ia, sis.” Arini pulled the corner of her lips.

Tirta was silent for a moment and said. “Good. After this we will return to our lives again,” ketus Tirta sounds ordinary but there is a sense of unwillingness at the end of his heart to hear a plain woman who has just a few months to accompany his day will go tomorrow.

“We will rarely meet.” Arini bowed lethargic she was sad about to part with her idol then looked up pulling the corners of her lips. “But if my sister calls me to watch people filming again I will definitely come,” said Arini again excited and develop a smile. The experience of living with an idol artist is very pleasant for Arini, he can know the life of the artist, meet other idols. although Tirta was fierce and tight on him but the young man was very attentive to make Arini feel comfortable.

Silent mastered the atmosphere, silent with each thought especially Tirta who was not as usual, this time Tirta could not close her eyelids. The drowsiness and fatigue that had approached immediately disappeared when Arini said the word goodbye, somehow his feelings became depressed, as if not willing.

Arini was a little nervous wiping Tirta's face because the handsome artist opened his eyes and continued to look at him, until this handsome face was plastered real up close, making fans like Arini become sedated by the idol's gaze. Arini did not know what this young man was thinking.

“It's done,” said Arini breathed a sigh of relief when all the skincare has been replicated in Tirta's face, this is his last task. He also tidied up Tirta's skincare spot.  Before leaving Tirta's room. But once Arini will thank Tirta who has not been closed and still look at him. It was his last night on assignment from Tirta and maybe they wouldn't miss a night like this again.

“Thank you, brother, because all this time took care of me well and sorry also all this time I always troubled brother,” said Arini sincerely curled a smile staring at the flat face of Tirta.

“Thank you because my sister also I can meet and get the signatures of some famous artists,” added Arini felt very lucky

Tirta only answered him with a soft nod and a flat face with no expression that could be read.

Arini got up from her seat, turned around but only two steps Tirta woke up and pulled Arini's hand as if he did not want this girl to leave.

Arini's body staggered by Tirta's hand jolt until it fell in Tirta's arms.

Tirta pulled the nape of Arini's neck closer, wrapping one of her hands around her waist locking her up. After that put his lips on Arini's ruum lips. Arini's eyes widened, as Tirta grabbed her lips. A brief peck on Arini's lips felt the chewy and sweet of her rannum lips. Initially only a brief kiss but soon as it became opium to Tirta he could not stop it. Small kisses began Tirta did, Tirta softly informed lips Arini vent his feelings. Arini's body stiffened, her heart skipped a beat, she could only remain silent without replying as Tirta continued to sip, stalling a sweet gulp of her lips. Arini closed her eyes as Tirta increasingly informed her lower lip, making her mouth, slightly open giving a gap for Tirta further explore the warmth of Arini's oral cavity with a tongue sweep. Tirta's kiss deepened and sip felt more demanding. Making Tirta burn with passion, with the roar of breath that had been hunting.

Tirta flinched to stop her grip as Andra's shadow flashed through her head, instantly her sense returned. This girl is his inner sister's ex-wife.

The link came off Tirta stuck his forehead on Arini's forehead, their shoulders are seen up and down the second breath panting trying to race scooped as much air, especially Arini as if unable to breathe the sudden attack received from Tirta makes his body feel weak without bones.

Tirta looked at Arini's red-flavored face and then gently kissed Arini's forehead.

“Think of this farewell kiss for you,” Tirta's alibi is still with high prestige, not willing to admit if he wants Arini. with his breath still stung Tirta then release his hand on the nape of Arini.

Arini hurried up from the bed after feeling free. Arini covered her mouth with the back of her hand wordlessly stepped quickly out of Tirta's room.

After Arini exited the room Tirta rubbed his face roughly. He doesn't know what happened to him. Why these few days always want the body and can not resist, as if his body moves itself to always touch Arini plus the girl will go to make the feeling even more unfounded.

Time has shown early in the morning but Tirta has not been able to fall asleep thinking about Arini, let alone remember his kiss with Arini. he also did not understand what was with him should he not be happy because the girl would stay away from his life why now he felt restless.