My Second Husband is an Idol Artist

meeting Arini

Late in the evening at Abraham's residence, a warm conversation took place at their dinner table enjoying dinner together. The clang of the spoon came to a halt as their compact eye beads caught the shadow of the handsome young man standing up just now coming.

“Kak Dilan!” sapa Arini arched a smile at the young man who had not met in a few days.

Tirta just stood there staring fixedly at Arini. His heart rippled violently as he looked back at the beautiful face that had been playing around in his mind. It was as if the anxiety he had felt these few days had disappeared upon seeing that beautiful face again.

“Tirta,” greet Ana develop a smile. He was so happy his son came. Ana then got up from her seat. Closer to Tirta. “Mother is so happy you came,” said Ana then hugged her son's body miss. Tirta just kept silent her bead eyes kept staring at Arini.

“Come come eat with us.” Ana pulled Tirta's hand and herded the tall body, sitting at the dinner table, joined them, sitting beside her father. They just kept quiet without saying hello.

“Kak Dilan, how are you?” sapa Arini commented a smile, looking at Tirta who was sitting in front of her.

Tirta's heart immediately pounded when he heard the call again from Arini. And it turns out that meeting this girl can make her turmoil for days evaporate, disappear instantly.

“I'm here to see grandma. Is he okay,” press Tirta turned his gaze on Father, mother and Arini still with high self-esteem do not want people to know, if he came to this house because looking for Arini. Want to put where his face if they know the reason for visiting because they want to meet Arini the woman he refused desperately and now boomerang for him.

"Your grandmother is fine. He's in the room,” Ana said. “After meals mom will take you to her,” she added.

Tirta nodded slowly. They continued eating. During the dinner, Tirta looked at Arini who was feeding her food. Like Arini used to eat voraciously. This is the moment he misses so much is stealing the view at the dinner table.

Dinner is over. Tirta just waited for the right time to talk to Arini.

“Daddy to room first,” say goodbye Hasan standing from his seat. He did not want to sit with Tirta because he did not want to if it would only be a debate. “Arini please bring father's milk to the room,” Hasan's word then passed.

Tirta clucked in annoyance as Arini also stood up leaving the dining room with milk in hand. While he is still stuck with his mother even though Tirta still wants to be in a room with Arini.

“Ahh. Why should I send Arini! Kan in this house a lot of servants, why not just tell the waiter,” grumbled Tirta when he saw Arini had left him.

“You want to meet grandma, right? Grandma must be very happy you came,” Ana then led Tirta to meet grandma Nani.

This is where Tirta was in Nani's grandmother's room chatting warmly with the old woman who kept smiling throughout the conversation, very happy about the arrival of her granddaughter.

“Grandmother is glad you came, come here often,” said grandmother Nani stroked the back of her grandson's hand.

“Yes, grandma.”

Tirta drew her lip line, as she saw Arini also enter the room with a tray on which a cup containing tea for Tirta was topped.

“In drinking kak,” said Arini when putting a drink on the table entertain like a guest. Again Tirta was sedated by Arini's presence. This is his chance to talk a lot with Arini

“How was your lecture?” tanya Tirta pleasantries start the conversation.

“Good brother,” replied Arini.

Tirta's voice restrained when she saw the door open. This young man let out a rough breath as Ana walked in, joining into the room.

“Arini please help mom, record groceries for home,” pinta Ana.

“Good. Ma'am,” replied Arini turned around then passed leaving the room after saying goodbye.

Again Tirta was upset. When Arini has gone with her mother.

“Ahhh. Why does everyone in this house depend on it. It is in this house that there are no servants, all Arini,” grumbled Tirta in heart.

This young man had realized that if his family was so dependent on Arini, it was appropriate that they were very sad if the girl had to leave the house and if she was no longer Abraham's son-in-law.

Tirta had been in the room for an hour, exchanging stories with her grandmother.

“Tirta you have no relationship right with Marsya Ayunda?” asked Grandma Nani to look at the granddaughter sitting next to her about the news circulating on the teve. “What are you guys dating?” ask grandma Nani.

Tirta smiled slanted with the gossip her grandmother heard. “Yes, no granny, he was just a co-star in soap opera,” denied this young man.

“Grandma also hope so. Grandma prefers you to be Arini. Even though she is just an ordinary girl not among artists but she is also no less beautiful with artists, well again,” praise Nani's grandmother with her choice of women.

Tirta just pulled the corner of her lips hearing Nani's grandmother's praise of Arini and admitted it was all true.

“Only a girl as good as her is out of luck. Grandma always sad if she sees her smile, grandma sometimes feels guilty for the selfishness of grandmother.” Grandma Nani bowed down sad. “Supposed she gets the happiness of love. But unfortunately, Andra disappeared when they had just married him a week. After that we married you just so he wouldn't go back to his master's people and become someone else's son-in-law. But now you can't take it either.” The voice of Nani's grandmother vibrates will bitterly live the life that Arini lived.

“He is like a lamp in this house, the house becomes warm with his attention, his laughter makes us love him very much and can not part with him, he said,” he said with tears really grandma Nani in weak on one side happiness Arini on one side affection.

Tirta was only speechless to hear the contents of her grandmother's heart and she had felt the same after living with Arini the atmosphere of the house became more colorful to the presence of Arini .

“Had grandma not cried anymore,” Tirta pulled her grandmother's body to lean on her, while gently stroking her grandmother's back trying to calm down.

Nani's grandmother's sobbing voice was no longer heard. Then her grandmother calmed down.

Tirta then stared at the clock that was coiling on her wrist breathing heavily the time had run out, she had to leave. “After night grandma has to rest a lot,” said Tirta. “Sini Tirta gendong.” Tirta stood up and carried her weak body up to the bed, laid it down, and then pulled the blanket to the chest.

“Granny Sleep yes.” Tirta kissed her grandmother's cheek with affection. “Tirta go home first,” say goodbye to this young man and reply with a nod.

“You are well, often-often here see grandma.”

“Alright,” he said with a smile, then turned around. stepped away from the bed with his head bowed, put on an uninspired face today he failed to talk to Arini. It's so hard to get close to Arini in this house, she's so busy taking care of everything. But behind that he was a little relieved to have met Arini, at least his heart felt a little calm had been staring at that beautiful face. And it's true that the taste he felt all this time was called longing.

Tirta walked a few steps, and then she heard her grandmother's voice.

“Tirta stay here!” pinta grandma Nani.

Tirta who was walking towards the door immediately flinched, stopping her steps upon hearing her grandmother's request to stay over.

The voice was like the wind of heaven greeting Tirta, upon hearing his grandmother's request. A smile suddenly appeared on his face. Staying means he will sleep in the room with his wife and he is free to talk to Arini to find out his feelings. Of course this time Tirta would not refuse his grandmother's request. Without a second thought Tirta assented.