My Second Husband is an Idol Artist

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Tirta and Arini were in the car. Tirta unceasingly pulled the corner of her lips occasionally glancing at the girl sitting beside her all her plans were to go smoothly the girl she longed for would now be staying at her house. Silent Tirta was silent trying to master the hammering heart beat. Hiding his feelings so as not to be read.

Until the car stopped the atmosphere remained silent. They have arrived at the luxurious house of Tirta. Arini got down from her black netra car staring at the state of the house. His eyes widened to see some security guards welcoming them. Arini had just realized that she was afraid that Tirta's secret would be revealed by his presence.

“Sister at home already there are many household assistants how about they gossip?” arini asked Tirta who was standing next to her.

“Let them.” Tirta pulled Arini's hand making his body stagger following Tirta's steps. This young man was already unconcerned about the secret of his marriage to Arini.

“Night mas,” greet women who are household assistants who usually welcome the arrival of Tirta on the doorstep.

“Night,” answered Tirta still passed regardless of some of his domestic assistants wondering inwardly about who the woman brought by her employer. Arini smiled kindly at them.

Tirta continued to pull Arini's hand off after going through the maid. Arini walked behind Tirta. Arini who had known the ins and outs of Tirta's house headed to the room where he used to be.

“My sister wants to take a shower first. Sultry all day, after that I will open a gift from my sister's fans,” said Arini asked for permission. Her body was very tired of sitting waiting on set. A shower can refresh her body.

“Well you take a shower, after that to my room.”

“I'll have them bring you a change of clothes.”

“No need my sister still got some in the room. When I came home my bag was filled with fan stuff. So I left some of my clothes,” obviously Arini smiled stiffly.

“Alright then.” Tirta left Arini for her room.

Arini stretched her body as soon as her veins went limp, relaxing again after flushing her with warm water.

Arini exited the room to Tirta's room slowly opening it. His head poking out behind the door rotates looking for the whereabouts of Tirta seeing the room in an empty state. Tirta must still be taking a shower she thought.

Arini who had known the ins and outs of the room immediately walked towards the fan prize room which the artist meant.

A white room has many shelves that are prepared Tirta appreciates the gifts of fans.

This girl was amazed when she saw so many items piled up and still wrapped neatly in gifts that had not been opened.

“Wak a lot,” Arini amazed. Start sitting in front of the prize.

Arini's attention was turned away when Tirta had entered the room looking fresh after bathing.

“How many right?”

“Iya kak,” Arini nodded back coiled with the thing that contains it happy.

“Kak almost all from Tita,”

Tirta smiled faintly, she did prepare all that for Arini because she was sure that Arini would definitely return to her home.

“This snack.” Arini languished with a dear pack of snacks in the form of almonds that she often ate first while waiting for Tirta to come home a gift from fans.

“You won't be able to buy, it will be sold a lot,” said Tirta.

“Yang free better kak.”

“Basic.” Tirta snorted then pulled the corner of her lips with Arini's cuteness. Sometimes he is also strange with Arini's attitude sometimes very silent but when it comes to this girl artist will change.

Arini again turned to other gifts until it was fixed on a square box that was again named Tita. Slowly Arini opened it.

“Wah kak a set of jewelry.” Arini's eyes instantly sparkled and turned furrowing her brows. “This is true diamond. Or–”

“Of course it's true diamond!” sosor Tirta sewot with Arini's doubts.

“Fans this sister won great,” praise Arini.

“No need brother. Who knows when you need it.”

“Take you think I can't buy!” resounding.

“This is expensive brother. For me too.”

“Emmm.”

“Still brother,” said Arini enthusiastically back Tirta hide his smile.

Tirta sat on the bead sofa her eyes kept on Arini. Really he really misses seeing Arini smile when opening a gift that there are actually some of them.

For a long time Tirta stared at Arini's face, her smooth white neck, those teasing lips. The side of her manhood that she had long held back rose. He wants his wife's body. Tirta could no longer hold back. Indeed, this is the purpose of Tirta bringing Arini to his house, because he wants Arini to be his wife. Ready to accept Arini anything even though the woman he loves is his sister's ex-wife, she accepts everything.

Tonight is his chance and confirms Arini is his only one. Andra is no longer entitled to Arini. Tonight will be a beautiful first night for them.

Tirta took a deep breath. Waking up from his seat, approached Arini who was now standing in front of the cupboard compiling the items.

“Kak Dilan gifts a lot of fans,” said Arini stared at some dolls into the closet shelf.

“The pillow is also a lot,” added Arini again, but Tirta only silently made Arini's opponent diverted to him.

Arini flinched when Tirta was no longer in the chair and turned out to have stepped closer to her. The gaze kept on him. Make Arini's heart immediately pounding with what will be done this idol. Moreover, the black netra Tirta looked uncharacteristic, as if it would want to pounce on him.

“The brown brother is also a lot,” added Arini nervously as Tirta had stood before him Arini could feel the roar of hunting breath from Tirta.

Tirta bowed her tall body then placed her lips on Arini's lips.

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Tirta floated a kiss on Arini's lips made this girl petrified, this idol kissed her. Arini flinched then took one step back, receiving Tirta's attack making her heart pound crazy.

Tirta took one step forward and again the panic permeated Arini's heart, the situation had begun to be unsafe for him.

“Kak Dilan,” says Arini slowly.

Back Tirta Served one kiss on Arini's lips for the second time.

“Kak Dilan.” Arini took a step back, but the young man before her seemed like he would stop at nothing to pursue her.

When Tirta's lips again grabbed Arini's lips for the third time, again he was about to step back but what power. His body was attracted and had been locked by Tirta's outstretched hand tightly coiled around his waist.

Arini tried to rebel in Tirta's check but Arini's body was getting weaker he could not even feel his legs, as Tirta continued to give small kisses on his ranum lips. His heart was racing as if it wanted to fall. Tirta began to soften the sweet lips. Play gently teasing to get a reply. Arini who felt the soft absorption and lummatan on the upper and lower lips alternately made him finally began to be lulled with the softness of Tirta. His defense collapsed rigidly sipping softly on Tirta's lips and began to return Tirta's kiss.

Arini's beautiful eyelids began to close as the kiss deepened, they clenched, edifying each other until the atmosphere had begun to heat up with passion and the roar of breath began to feel heavy.

The kiss felt even more intoxicating to each other. Arini's eyes opened slowly as she felt her body drift. Tirta carried him and he just wrapped his hand around Tirta's neck. Their lips continued to cling as if they were opium that they could not stop

but when the kiss was released Arini's eyes peeked out from behind Tirta's body. The bead of his eyes widened perfectly when Arini's body in Tirta's sling stayed a few steps away from the bed. Arini's heart was racing again. Makes Arini wonder if this kiss continues to be their first night. Isn't this just an idol's kiss? What the artist did to him.