
The sad feeling that permeated the heart about the news of Andra made Tirta need a solace.
Rian who knew Tirta wasn't okay gave her some leeway to calm down.
Getting the holiday this young man tried to spend time with his wife, so that the sadness was reduced. But what happened when he tried to pick up Arini at his campus was a sight that made him angry. In front of his eyes, he saw how the woman he loved was humiliated and just kept quiet.
Ya Tirta had seen how heavy Arini lived her days on campus and earned her scorn as a widow.
“Jaga your mouth! Who did you say widow!!” Tirta's voice rose, directing a deadly gaze at the woman who insulted his widowed wife
The voice of Rara's screams that echoed when she saw the top artist in front of her, making if her tacky artist thrashed, even though she had met the artist, she was still crazy. Just like Rara, Selly was amazed to see an idol artist before her.
Jera Rara has managed to get all the attention distracted on them, but people have not realized if the man with glasses and hat is a top idol artist.
“Kak Dilan!” sapa Arini quickly rose from his seat knowing this artist came to his campus. Standing next to Tirta who directed her bead-wrapped sunglasses at Selly and Gio.
“Kak Dilan why here,” whispered Arini saw the situation began to be unsafe. Tirta can be cherubuti fans sekampus if this young man is still here.
“Come go from here.” Arini pushed the tall body that folded the hands on that chest to turn around and leave.
“No!” Tirta did not budge in his place.
“So this is how they look at you!” tirta's voice grew louder. His gaze was straight ahead, already unable to hold back any more emotions. Arini became daunted just this time she saw Tirta this angry.
Selly who had been staring in awe was immediately great-granddaughter, when the anger was fixed on him.
“Kak Dilan already! Let's go.” Arini kept trying to get Tirta to leave this place and not provoke a stir.
“You're always insulted and you're quiet!” Now that speech is for Arini.
Tirta pointed her index finger at Selly. “Originally you know she's not a widow!” snapped it.
Tirta embracing Arini's shoulder drew closer to him. “She's my wife!” admit Tirta in front of Selly and Gio, hugging Arini possessively showing her possession. Yes, from the stroke of the young man before him, he could tell if he must be Ricard's sister. Another man who also adores and wishes his wife love.
The sounds of clapping sounds rang out, making everyone dumbfounded, not least Arini who heard the confession. The blood stopped flowing. Tirta admitted it in front of everyone. The secret that has been kept has been revealed.
Students who had been just sitting in the cafeteria watching from afar, while eating food now began to kepo, huddled curious to see who the man who recognized Arini as husband.
“Remember this well! Arini is my wife. She is the wife of Dilan Magika!” press Tirta on Selly and Gio. Rara who was also among them, jaws seemed to fall over hearing Tirta boldly acknowledge Arini as his wife in front of everyone.
Duh is so cool! the roar in the heart.
“If there is anything like-macan with him then it will deal with me!” threaten her.
“Kak already.” Arini set her eyes on the people who had been crowded around them.
“And you! If I knew you'd call my wife a widow again. I'm not afraid I'll rip your mouth off!” threatening Tirta made Selly shake even more.
Whether it was as pale as what Selly's face shook his body received wrath from the artist. Moreover, knowing the fact that Arini, the woman he hated the most had an idol husband of all circles. He was wrong to look down on Arini. It felt like he wanted to drown himself at the bottom of the deepest earth out of embarrassment. She was snapped by Arini's husband in front of many students who were just watching.
“That's Dilan Magika, that famous artist!” the amazed whispers of the students who swarmed had known Tirta.
“Dilan Magika has married Arini.”
“Wah .. It turns out that she is not a widow! Awesome husband Arini Dilan Magika!” admiration was heard from them. The sentence chimed in continuously.
Arini increasingly panicked many students arrived and realized that the man who embraced her tightly was Dilan Magika. Didn't waste their chance to point the camera of his phone to take the idol artist's gambier.
“Remember That! Don't bother my wife anymore! I will not mess with my threats!”
“Come go!” Tirta took Arini away from the campus cafeteria that had been stirred by it.
Ahhhh ... Dilan Magika's ....
The sounds of shouting had resonated from the girls who were mad at Tirta as they stepped away. Student pursuit followed their steps. While taking pictures, immediately news of the arrival of artist Dilan Magika to campus made a scene throughout the campus. they chased him to ask for a photo with him.
“Aaaaaa Dilannnnnn!! Hysterical screams echoed.
Tirta continued to embrace Arini to protect the body of his wife who was squeezed from fans who swarmed to take her picture.
Selly's body collapsed sitting on the chair. He could not feel his feet.
“Cannot be! Her husband artist Dilan Magika,” decak Selly hit the table slowly with his fist.
“Emang yes, you are the pretentious one, but Arini is a widow without proof! Hence the mouth on guard!” spray Rara, Smile grin rising from her face. He smiled with satisfaction to see this arrogant girl trembling in front of Dilan Magika.
“What's true?” tanya Gio looked at Rara fixedly, putting on a disappointed face, she hoped it was a lie.
“True Gio, Arini is not a widow. Dilan Magika is Arini's husband,” explained Rara.
Hearing that Gio sighed violently then turned to leave Rara and Selly. Dragging an uninspired step, dashed was his hope with Arini.
Rara returned to Selly who was still sitting down, clenching her hands.
“How to Cell! Arini is cool to have an artist husband, handsome again, Rara's plucked” feels like she wants to keep picking this girl until she is satisfied.
“Arini hebatkan can make Dilan Magika bend the knee! You see, he admits his wife in front of everyone, so cool!” added Rara was anxious with the expression made excessive continue to provoke Selly's anger.
Prak ...
“Shut up!” selly breaks the table and stands up to leave Rara.
“As you do not want to nitip the same signature Arini,” call Rara with a plunge After she chuckles satisfied, really she is very satisfied to see this arrogant girl die of lice in front of Arini's husband.
Arini and Tirta have finally managed to get into the car with the help of several campus guards. The college girls were still crowding outside the car, shouting Dilan's name, while tapping on the glass of the luxury vehicle with cellphones in hand to request a photo together. Today the artist really made a mess on his campus. Somehow tomorrow Arini faces them all.
Tirta drove her car away from the campus building.
“This you, why you are just him, humbled. You are my wife!” Tirta was still in a state of frustration.
Arini let out a long sigh that was not what she thought but Tirta's reckless act of admitting it.
"Not everyone knows, maybe our wedding news will spread,” said Arini slowly.
“I don't care!” he still has a cold face.
“But career sister?”
“Already! Don't think about it! Good thing I came, otherwise you will definitely continue to be pierced!”
“Why did you come to campus?
Tirta recalled her goal of meeting Arini, she came to the campus to take Arini for a walk, but after waiting in front of the campus, she became curious to see the figure of Ricard's sister who likes Arini. Was the rival trying to get close to his wife and sure enough. He finds Arini receiving a gift from the young man. But that's not what makes him surprised but the words of Arini's friend who demeans him.
Tirta pulled a long heat trying to win her over. Once he can control himself. Back talk. “Today I want to take you for a walk,” explained Tirta with a focused view staring at the road.
"So, aren't you filming?” tanya Arini directed her eye bead at Tirta.
“I'm on holiday. Today we will be alone there.”
“Ngapain sis?” asked Arini with deep furrowed brows.
“Dating!” said brief.
Deg ...
Arini is stunned, Dating a single word that makes Arini's heart pound hard. Heat flows from the face to the ears. He harrumphed, bowed embarrassed again the tawdry soul of his artist penetrated.
The idol asked her out. What it feels like to be tight with an idol. Spending time together ...
One was like, coment ...