My Second Husband is an Idol Artist

Sleeping with an idol

This meeting was very effective for Tirta. I think he always wants to repeat it. Somehow he always wanted to be close to Arini, until his eyelids were difficult to close and sleep. But because he had no reason to visit other than the reason to visit his grandmother, because it was late at night. Finally the young man who still had a sky-high prestige to uncover this feeling, had another reason to meet Arini. Yes Tirta still has high self-esteem to confess her love to Arini instantly if her heart has turned more precisely shy. Remembering how he so rejected this girl and now adores her it was a very difficult confession to express especially in front of the family.

“Kak Dilan!” reiterate Arini reassuringly again, when he saw the young man wearing gray pajamas patterned with this line just silent and fixedly staring at him with a gaze that could not be interpreted.

“What's the big brother night-night here?” asked Arini furrowing her brows. “So I want to see grandma? Grandma has been sleeping at this hour,” he added because that's the only reason Tirta set foot into this house for the sake of his dear grandmother.

Tirta heaved a heavy sigh while scowling the nape of her neck with one hand.

“I'm very tired. I just want you to put on this skincare, I'm so sleepy,” alibi Tirta the acting hero with a tone made flat as if he doesn't need Arini.

Ah basic man much mode. Only that can be done Tirta, brain-twisting to find the sense to meet Arini. And this acting guy is very good at covering his expression as if he is exploring the role.

Arini glanced at the skincare box in the artist's hands.

“Good.” Arini nodded at the request of the artist, will help Tirta just as he used to do.

Tirta then pulled Arini's wrist which was still standing in the doorway of the exit from the room, following her footsteps.

“Kak Dilan want to go where?” tanyanya Arini did not understand the treatment of Tirta.

“To my room,” said Tirta briefly with a grin grin smirked on his face.

“Ke sister's room?”

“You've come.”

Tirta did not want to go back into Arini's room which was also Andra's room.His heart felt hot if he was in that room, he was jealous when remembering their happy memories.

Tirta had been lying on her bed, in a room that had been empty for several years belonging to Tirta. Arini also did her job sitting on the edge of the mattress. Throughout the smear of Arini's heart cream skipped a beat, timid because Tirta continued to look at him closely with the look of the eyes and face that he was difficult to read. Which woman is not crazy if looked at by her idol. Yes once confirmed the idol ...

After spending some time rubbing the smooth face of the artist now the task has been completed.

“After brother,” reports Arini but has not yet moved Tirta stopped Arini to rise.

“You will sleep here,” said Tirta sounded not a request but an order.

“Here!” Arini jerked round her eyes with the command of the young man who was holding her wrist.

“Ia. From tonight you will sleep in this room.” Tirta pointed at the empty space beside her with a tail of eyes.

“Ha ..”.Arini was stunned swallowing her saliva with great difficulty, staring at Tirta's large bed room. The idol offers her to sleep together.

“Sleep in this room!” reload Arini make sure.

“Yes, Because you're married to me so you have to sleep in my room! That husband I'm not Andra anymore,” said Tirta sounding resolute.

"I sleep in my room alone, sister," Arini refused.

"From tonight you must sleep in my room, tomorrow move your belongings to this room," Tirta's decree will slowly wipe Andra from Arini's heart.

"Move my room?"

"Yes, remember I'm the husband, and this is your husband's room!"

“Come to sleep!” Tirta squinted increasingly pulled Arini's hand to lie beside her.

“Why, you don't want to!” tirta's jolt when he saw Arini was silent.

“Not, I definitely can't sleep soundly sleeping next to an idol like sister!” arini said with anxiety and embarrassment in the eyes of Arini Tirta was just a star that he could not possibly reach.

“She's crazy about me, admiring me but only as an idol, nothing more. She had her eyes I was just an idol, she never considered me her husband, her inner” was sliced.

“Yes, let's go quickly, this is a golden opportunity for you! Sleeping next to your idol artist,” Tirta said proudly and then shifted his body to make room for Arini, his wife is more comfortable adjacent to him as an idol than her husband. It doesn't matter to Tirta he just wants Arini to get used to being close to him.

Hesitantly, Arini pulled up the blanket and climbed into the bed feeling nervous, straightening his back on the bed.

Swear by whatever body Arini feels stiff he even has difficulty breathing because he slept together with Tirta, let alone this young man lying on his side staring at him. He felt like a dream while wondering in his heart what happened to this.

“You have not slept.” asked Tirta during the few minutes they passed but have not yet fallen asleep because a noisy heartbeat overwhelms their feelings.

“Not yet kak.”

Tirta smiled obliquely to know what made Arini difficult to fall asleep, he also stalled his hand stroking the top of Arini's head gently. “Come to sleep! You have to get used to it, because forever we will sleep together like this,” he said in a flat tone.

“Ha!” Arini turned her gaze to Tirta. The word forever made him feel strange.

“Other times, you should stay at my house,” he added.

“Snap sister!” increasingly dumbfounded.

“Emmm.” Tirta.

Blouse ... Arini's cheeks immediately reddened in embarrassment, then turned back to Tirta, it really feels like he is not strong in bed with his idol, before long the defense of his heart can collapse, if you get warm treatment from the stars. She had absolutely no hope that this relationship would last forever, Tirta could not possibly fall for an ordinary girl like herself let alone that warmth, she said, still in the interspersion of typical ketus Tirta increasingly distanced his mind from love.

Tirta looked at the back of Arini who was lying on her back.

“Slowly I will replace Andra in your heart. I will get you used to my presence, slowly you will fall in my charms, and consider me your husband is not your idol anymore,” this young man's inner self with high confidence if he can conquer Arini.

Arini felt the mattress churn and before long.

Deg ....

Arini's heart was plunging back into freefall as Tirta's hand stretched out in a circle around her waist, clutching her from behind and clinging to her. He could feel the scent of the body emanating from Tirta's body. The roar of breath that felt sweeping the nape of his neck made Arini's body bristle. It seems like tonight he will not be able to fall asleep thinking about everything that happened.

　

　

　

　

Hi sorry just up again and only two. again busy chasing other treasures to get rich quickly, because the regulation of nt/mt levels is now difficult! nothing, can't make rich. So I took a shortcut like that... You guys realize what the hell? that I'll always be missing in the beginning on Friday night. So every Friday night many-many prayers so that your author, do not change? And focus write. (hihihihihihihi) the typical giggling sound of jeng kunti.  Is it so kunti make rich?🤔🤔 notya ngepet same tuyul who can money🙄. Uupss wrong well .wah crazy 😱😱 deserves how many friday I ngak rich wrong list well ...😭😭

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