My Second Husband is an Idol Artist

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“Basic! It's good that he told you to accept his sister's love!” gerutu Tirta brought Arini into his luxury car, a safe place for the two of them to chat, now they sit side by side in the back seat.

“Awas aja you close to his sister!” ketus Tirta stared intently at Arini who was just downcast as if intimidated.

“No way brother, I just consider him a friend,” he said slowly.

“Good!

Tirta turned her body to Arini. Pulling his wife's body into his arms channeled his entire feeling of longing.

“I miss you,” said Tirta hugged Arini tightly sniffing the perfume from the woman who was so missed.

Arini petrified in the arms of the artist, with a racing heartbeat hearing Tirta's words.

What's!! Her idol misses her.

Hugging her, Arini stared at the clock that was coiled around her right wrist.

“My brother can't stay here long, I have to go home!” arini looked hurried.

This young man's eyebrows are interlaced within. “Go home!” he responded with Arini's words. Duh this is not the plan. Not that he designed Arini to come to see him on the set, to invite him to stay at his house again, just like before. But, why did this girl even ask to go home.

“Why go home?” he said in an unacceptable tone.  “You are here to accompany me on filming,” the door.

“I have to go home quickly brother. My mom and dad are looking for me. They worry if I come home late.”

“Come with me!” the question with a little force holding both hands Arini really he did not want the mode failed. “Tonight stay at my house!” abugn.

Blouse ...

Arini's face immediately warmed up to hear her husband's request. The memories of the first night air on his mind, staying at his house, means they will sleep together again and repeat that passionate night again.

“Sorry brother. I can not, father and mother forbid me to stay at home sister again,” explained Arini slowly felt bad rejecting Tirta's request.

“Best! Why?”

Arini bowed to twist the tip of the shirt she was wearing there was doubt to reveal the true facts. “Because .... Because after I stayed at my sister's house. After I went straight to fever,” obviously Arini biting her lips strongly, resisting the embarrassment she was thuggish after going through the first night.

“What! A fever! Why didn't you tell me! On phone. You always say you're okay! How are you doing?” cecar Tirta panicked as he held Arini's shoulder staring at all parts of his wife's body, really he was very anxious Arini became feverish after the first night which of course it was because of it.

“I'm okay, sister,” said Arini with the biggest smile.

Indeed, after undergoing the first experience, Arini felt very sick plus overnight Tirta repeated it several times. Arini also could not sleep overnight in the arms of the idol artist, making her body become exhausted and eventually her endurance decreased.

“Then what happened.” Ask again.

“Father and mother were very anxious when I came home from sister's house, I became feverish and thought if sister had hurt me.”

“Hurt!” sentak Tirta could not understand why his parents think like that.

Arini nodded slowly.

“Gosh. They think too far!” the young man was angry.

His parents still continue to assume that Tirta always treats Arini badly, let alone they know, Tirta used to make Arini replace the duties of a maid in his home.

“What it still hurts,” asked Tirta hesitantly pointing the lower body part of Arini with the tail of his eyes.

Blouse ...

Arini's cheeks re-dyed like tomatoes with the question Tirta again remembered their hot night. Arini nodded quickly.

“Sgratitude.” Tirta pulled Arini into her arms giving her a kiss on the top of the girl's head with affection. “I'll talk to them.” They fell silent enjoying the nostalgic release.

The sound of the car door opening made them flinch, quickly releasing his embrace. Rian was standing next to the door next to Tirta.

“You guys,” Rian looked on with a probing gaze, let alone they looked wrong as if they were snooped up.

Rian smiled obliquely. “There Arini apparently,” greeting Rian sounding a deep tone as if teasing Tirta.

Tirta just turned the lazy eyeball why also Rian came and disturbed his affection.

“Iya sis, met Ricard,” said Arini with a fluffy smile.

“Great, so already got his signature?”

“So brother!”

“Good then,” praise.

Rian's point of view again leads to Tirta.

“Lan there is an important thing I want to talk about!” rian said sounding serious and urgent.

“Let's go!” he doesn't have time to serve Rian, just wants to spend time with Arini.

“This is important Lan.”

Rian advanced his body whispering in Tirta's ear. “This information about Andra. You told me to find out!” his whisper made Tirta's eyebrows furrow in about her brother's news.

Tirta sighed heavily staring fixedly at Arini's face. This girl must not know if she is looking for information about Andra. She doesn't want Arini to remember Andra again just to make her sad.

“Good. We'll talk later! I want to take Arini home first,” he said without letting go of Arini's gaze.

“Good.” Rian is gone.

“I'll take you home!” tirta said then moved to the steering wheel.

Arini was stunned to see the change in the look of Tirta's face, flat without any expressions that can be read, either important things and as serious as what Rian will say to make Tirta's face change it thought Arini.