My Second Husband is an Idol Artist

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Time has shown at seven o'clock in the evening. Arini is still stuck on set waiting for Tirta. As promised the young man will take him home after his work is finished but until the night has welcomed the shooting has not been completed.

Arini sat watching the filming process from afar occasionally chuckling softly at the sight of all her idols gathering. Undergoing a scene where in the story, the female lead role is on the porch scolding everyone gathered at home. The facial expressions of the three handsome young men of his idol looked especially adorable as Marsya Ayunda scolded them. But it's a pity that Arini has not been able to meet with Ricard Sebastian and get his signature because the bule-faced artist is busy.

One scene has been missed again, seen the actor starting to scatter away from the location, including Tirta stepping towards Arini, look tired wrath scattered from his face. Arini woke up from her seat allowing the artist to sit in a folding chair that has been occupied since.

“You're tired of waiting?” tanya Tirta sat down at Arini's place, after receiving a bottle of drink offered by Arini who is currently temporarily replacing Rian's duties.

“Acting big sister,” praise Arini with a cheerful smile raising her two thumbs .

“Acting was silent and a little talk like that was very easy for me,” replied proudly and then downed a drink.

Arini who stood in front of Tirta again saw the clock coiling in her hand. He must go home soon everyone must be waiting for him to come home even though he had asked for permission.

“So late at night I have to go home,” said Arini.

 Tirta's face always changes unwillingly if Arini asks to go home really he always wants to be close to Arini. after a few days new this time he met again. It was hard to let go of this girl. “But I haven't finished filming yet, I can't take you home now,” said Tirta trying to hold Arini.

“Nothing, sister don't need to drive me. I just went home by taxi.”

Tirta got up from her seat pulling Arini's shoulder to sit in her chair. “No need to ride a vehicle online. I'm afraid ntar you kidnapped, I picked you up so I have to take you home. Wait a minute,” persuades Tirta with a million reasons to keep Arini from coming home.

“Good brother, I will wait.” Arini nodded what was the harm in waiting a little more.

A triumphant smile was embedded from Tirta's handsome face, again he could hold Arini back from staying with him.

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Arini has received several calls from her parents-in-law and grandmother. Asking him to come home and the answer is always the same waiting for Tirta's work to be done. Already several times Arini said goodbye but the young man always told him with a reason soon all will be finished but until the time has been set at eleven o'clock Arini is still waiting.

The shooting process has been completed. Tirta approached him.

“Available already?” Arini got up from her seat.

“Iya,” said Tirta looks very tired as well as Arini.

“So we can already go home?” Arini breathed a sigh of relief she was finally able to go home.

“But it's late at night to drive you home,” alibi Tirta does a thousand ways.

“Better you stay at my house,” bargain Tirta did not run out of sense creating a new mode. This was the main purpose of Tirta holding Arini back since then. He wanted to take his wife home.

“Sleeping at sister's house?” asked Arini with raised eyebrows.

“Iya for tonight just stay at my house. After all at home there have been many gifts from fans that have not been opened. You can help me to clean up the fan gift like before.” There is-there is a reason this young man to persuade Arini, even very know in addition to meeting artists, this girl also likes to open gifts from fans.

“Emmm.” Tirta cleared her throat in the style of putting her hands in her pants pocket trying to act cool hiding her hopeful movements.

“Kado from fans named Tita must have been a lot,” exclaimed Arini.

“Iya, everything is for you,” added Tirta.

Arini thought for a moment weighing and finally nodded.

“Good. I'll stay at sister's house.”

Tirta immediately turned her gaze to any direction did not want Arini to see her face that was very happy to fold her lips in restraint wanted to feel yess cry out for success. Tonight he will spend the night with Arini.

“But, I have to call mom first if I stay at sister's house,” permission Arini then reach her phone in her pants pocket.

Tirta just nodded in an inviting sign.

“Tonight we spend the night together,” Inner Tirta with a grin grin all had planned by Tirta.

 

 

 

Basic mode ...

The prestige of gedein ...

Thanks for the electricity pole ...

This is also a very tacky woman when it comes to artists. Forgot yourself.

 

After Thor his name also met the artist who is tacky emang You if you meet the artist how thor? Your style?

If I yes .....yelling rich fast Raralah Dilan!!!!!!!!!

 

More tacky than Arini dong.

Yes yes?