My Second Husband is an Idol Artist

secret Arini

“Arini! Waitaminute! You have to answer my question!” call Rara. As Arini walked quickly away from her, entering the house seemed to be avoiding questions that she was difficult to answer.

“Rin, don't dodge!” Rara continues to follow Arini until they have entered the house, Rara continues to shout calling Arini's name.

They went through the middle room making the waiter stare strangely.

“There is Rara,” greet Ana who suddenly appears.

Rara's footsteps stopped, she drew her lip line on the middle-aged woman who was Arini's in-law.

“Iya, kangen Bu, have been playing here for a long time,” said Rara bead her eyes back to look at Arini who had moved away.

“Yes, come here often. Friends Arini.”

“Good, Mom. Rara to Arini's room first,” said Rara.

“Mother will bring you drinks and snacks,” Ana said with a smile.

“Still Bu.”

Rara stepped back towards Arini's room.

***

Arini sat on the bedside. Taking a deep breath, thinking that what he had just passed was not a dream. Somehow the husband who usually sniffed and indifferent to her, immediately changed and even revealed the secret of her marriage relationship in front of Rara.

Now Arini's head feels heavy how he must explain to his friend who has been chasing him asking for an explanation.

Rara finally went inside the room, stepped quickly then sat down beside Arini.

“Rin answer my question. Are you really married again? And is Dilan Magika your second husband?” rara asked, facing her body to Arini.

Arini took a deep breath, there was no point in hiding everything from her best friend, she then nodded slowly. “Iya, Ra,” replied Arini slowly.

Rara was again dumbfounded, her mouth wide open after Arini nodded. Justify if he has married a handsome young idol of women.

The surprised girl stretched out her hands and grabbed Arini's shoulder. “When did you get married again? Why not tell me?” cecar Rara was very curious, while shaking Arini's shoulder made this girl's body feel adrift. Arini grimaced softly with the attitude of her best friend then brushed off the hand.

Arini stared far away, until now she also did not expect, why she could remarry for the second time, with an idol artist anyway.

Arini stared fixedly at the face of Rara who was very curious. “Actually it happened very fast. I also don't understand.”

Rara's bead eyes grew sharper looking at Arini as she did not find a satisfactory answer.

“You mean?”

Arini took a breath, trying to gather all her strength, so that she could tell the complexities of her life.

“A few months ago my parents came, and they wanted me to go home and part with Andra's mas because it's been two years, she didn't come back. Hearing that Grandma became sick, she did not want me to go back to the village and part with me. So that I can be a daughter-in-law in this house. I have to remarry with the child of this family,” explained Arini.

“You mean? I don't understand.  What does it have to do with Dilan who is the artist, just as you are a son-in-law again here,” sambar Rara again.

“Dilan Magika turned out to be Andra's sister! Who left a few years ago,” obviously Arini briefly back Rara stunned to hear the story of Arini, so many surprises, that made her heart seem to stop from the story of Arini's second marriage.

“How is it possible?” spray Rara with a high voice.

“Grandmother forced us to get married, and a few months ago we officially got married. For the sake of grandma's health,” explained Arini.

For a moment Rara was silent digesting everything until finally amazed.

“Great you Rin. He got his brother, now his sister. Where equally handsome again, idol artist anyway,” said Rara pinched an anxious cheek Arini. This girl again cheerfully looked proudly at Arini.

"Ra is sick" complained Arini felt the heat on her cheek and then brushed off Rara's hand.

“Crazy Arini! Great for you, your second husband is artist Dilan Magika!” rara's screams sounded very splashy and then rammed her body on Arini remembered as her idol hugged Arini and kissed her forehead.

“This body line runs out in Dilan Magika's arms!”rara's exclaim made Arini again grimace as if she could not breathe as this girl wrapped her body tightly.

“Rara already!” arini protests revolted, winding her body.

The hug came off. Rara grabs Arini's hand, takes her to her cheek, and kisses her. “This hand too, already touched Dilan Magika!” Rara's getting excited.

Rara's two hands switched to cupping Arini's face. “This cheek is Dilan Magika's ex, this forehead. These lips are Dilan Magika's ex too!” yells.

Arini rounded her eyes, when she saw that the situation had started to go awry. Rara has pressed her lips to kiss Arini's lips, quickly Arini then scooped and pushed with Rara's face.

“Aduh Ra,” complained Rara as Arini pushed her hard.

“Yeah so stingy Rin. Kan, Let me rasain too, kiss the former artist,” Rara clucked irritably for a moment and then got excited again.

“Where to marry an artist?” sosor Rara was like a firecracker and was curious.

“Seru Ra!” Arini also enthusiastically shared the benefits of marrying a class artist Dilan Magika.

“Seru!” reset Rara.

“Iya! You wait here, someone I want to give you a look at you!” Arini then went out of bed and went to the table, opened her drawer, grabbed a book one of her pride, the result of marrying the artist.

“See Ra!” Arini handed over the Artist's signature collection book and then sat down next to Rara again.

Rara received it and began to open, sheet by sheet her eyes were rounded when she saw the graffiti on the book. “Ahhhh! Sign Kenzi Anggara!”  rara shouted while pointing at the paper.

“I have also met him,” Arini added with pride.

“How he Ra.” Tanya Rara held Arini's shoulder.

“He is very handsome if seen in person!" gemas Arini is also excited. This girl does forget herself when it comes to artists just the same as Rara, the difference if Rara screams while she will be sculpted or embarrassed.

“You cheated Ra. Not ajakin me!” this girl has a pouty face.

“But I ask for a lot of signatures, for you there is also,” he said.

Rara then lay on the bed turning her body, staring at Arini's book in a position of hope.

“I would also like to meet them Rin.”

Arini just smiled funny, she also stepped next to Rara.

“You also met Marsya Ayunda?” rara asked as her index finger pointed at the paper with the artist's hand.

Arini also shared, his experience meeting idol stars and artist signatures obtained from asking directly, as well as from the help of Rian's assistant the artist. Rara opened the sheet by width with admiration until Rara's attention was fixed on something.

“Arini you have been married twice, so you are good at bed problems?” rara asked casually while observing the book while Arini swallowed her saliva and immediately shut up. “Crazy, if you see it is innocent, innocent but already married twice,” added Rara still casually still observing the book.

Arini changed position back to sit really he did not want to answer the question. Got no answer. Rara also got up and sat down beside Arini. Arini's body facing him.

“How it feels to sleep with Dilan Magika,” urged Rara relentlessly curious. “Not-not,” rattled with excitement.

“Which is hotter in bed. Her brother or her sister?” Rara again gripped Arini's shoulder urgently to answer.

“Rara,” protest Arini whose face is instantly sad.

“Come Rini. Tell me about your experience, you have been married twice. About the first night? Does it really hurt Rin, how many times a night? People said last night, that's not enough huh? How many hours is Rin?” It's with an adult story that always makes you curious.

“Ra already! Don't discuss it,” protests Arini because he doesn't know with the answer to that question.

“Arini, did you tell me your experience? Whose hug is warmest? Whose kiss is the most intoxicating?But if you look at it, Dilan must be hotter than her brother?” guess Rara gnashed her bead eyes upward imagining her wild fantasies.

“Come Rin? Dilan right?” rara urged.

“Ra, I also can't answer.”

"Come on Rin."

"Which one."

Arini's ears began to heat up to hear Rara's question until consciously said.

“Ra, even though I have been married twice, but I am still a virgin Ra,” said Arini made Rara round her eyes surprised by the confession of her best friend.

“Ha! What Rin? You are still a virgin!” rara's voice rose from all that made her surprised this most made her seem to want to faint. How not? Married twice but still unspoiled.

Arini smiled obliquely at last the secret she had been keeping had been uncovered. “Yes, it does sound sad and pathetic Ra. I am not a perfect wife. But that's the fact, I have never done it with Andra mas or Kak Dilan,” said Arini with a sad face.

“How can! Andra never touched you!”  the sound of a vibrating sound, from the doorway makes Arini and Rara jerk, compactly staring at the middle-aged woman who heard all their talk.

“Arini! You!” he said softly with tears that had soaked his cheeks, silent without being able to step as if his body was limp hearing Arini's story.

Arini quickly stood looking at the woman. “Mother!” he said softly, now all the secrets that so far, he tried to cover have been revealed.

Ribet really already have a great friend and rich kepo rara.