My Second Husband is an Idol Artist

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For a week, Arini's face with Dilan Magika was milling on the glass screen. After Tirta's confession before the media about her marriage that horrendous entertainment world. Many regret if the top artist number one idol of this women has married an ordinary woman and not from among the class artist Marsya Ayunda or the son of a businessman who is more appropriate to accompany the artist. It was a disappointing choice in their opinion, but not for Tirta he was so lucky to have Arini by his side.

The morning welcomes the warm light of the sun through the blinding window slit of the eye. It had been a week that Tirta's deep face adorned the morning as Arini opened her eyes. Arini pulled the corner of her lips as if her idol's dream was beside her, hugging her body tightly. Even if remembering the hot and passionate nights she went through every night with her idol husband made her face meet. Yes like a newlywed every night and not enough once she received an onslaught from her husband making her always lying helplessly.

Arini stopped looking at that handsome face, if it was discovered she was amazed to see her husband, she said, as an idol again then he will get the law that is the lip sign of Tirta and some days he always forgets and continues to get lip marks, which sometimes kebablasan make him struggle back in bed.

Arini woke up pulling the blanket up to the chest covering the plain body while looking for clothes that had been measles indiscriminately by Tirta, then rose slowly before Tirta woke up and attacked him again, because her husband will not be satisfied to do obedience with her.

Today Arini will return to campus after feeling the news of her marriage with Dilan Magika has dimmed a little.

Now Arini has been in the kitchen preparing breakfast for her and her husband, having a day like cooking for the artist.

After joining the ingredients, breakfast is ready in the form of a plate of fried rice for him and vegetable omelets for the artist who always keeps the appearance has been presented at the table.

Arini flinched while arranging the dining table suddenly a sturdy hand coiled around her waist, hugging her from behind. The scent of perfume is inherent in Arini's smell, a sign that her husband must have been neat and in a maximum handsome state.

“Kak Dilan!” Arini wriggled amusedly as Tirta showered her cheeks with endless kisses, she was not used to all these touches.

“Why not wake me,” said Tirta.

“Sleeping is so bad, I have no heart! Wake sister!”

Tirta increasingly sniffed the scent of Arini's body which calmed the heart.

“Come breakfast, I have to go to campus.”

Tirta let go of her embrace looking at Arini with frowning brows. “You're going to college? You have nothing.” That handsome face looked anxious.

“Not anything sister?” Arini reviews the smile and pulls the chair for Tirta to sit.

They sat next to Arini, offering Tirta a breakfast plate. The couple started eating with their own menu.

“Good. I'll take you to campus.”

“Don't brother, what if later campus students know, I'm in between Dilan Magika they must surround brother asking for photos,” said Arini did not want to happen keheboan on the campus just like at that time.

“Not a problem, the important thing is that I take my dear wife to campus.”

The spoon that Arini held fell to cause clanking when he heard the words of my dear wife from her idol. Again Arini was stunned to look at Tirta as if stunned. Tirta who saw Arini's bead, grinned an opportunity to remind Arini who she was if she was not an idol husband, she knew that look then quickly moved her face forward, pulling the nape of Arini grabbed the lips of his wife, he informed her, sipping it with a surge made Arini round her eyes, now she again get lip marks from her idol husband.

Tirta released the link. Tirta put his forehead on his wife's forehead, their breath gasping in a race to scoop as much oxygen.

“Why do you always forget I'm your husband!” press Tirta with a heavy sounding voice rubbing Arini's lips with her thumb. Ah her passion has risen again in the morning because of the lip mark for Arini. He felt there was tightness at the base of his thighs, if he did not remember Arini will go to the campus already in make sure he will carry him to the room continue this lip sign. Ah she really wants to always make Arini sigh favorably in her confinement.

Arini's face blushed again he got a lip mark that made his heart seem to want to be blown out. It felt like his body was weak.

The couple had eaten in silence for a week they lived as husband and wife but still felt awkward. Arini who often forgets that Dilan Magika is her husband and Tirta continues to try to make Arini accustomed to seeing him as a husband.

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Tirta's luxury car has pulled over in front of the campus gate. Arini stared at the surrounding atmosphere, looking at many students and then passing by. She was so nervous this was the first time she had set foot on campus after everyone knew she was Dilan Magika's wife, somehow they would look at her.

“You're sure, don't want me to drop in?” tirta asked who saw the anxious look framed from Arini's beautiful face.

Arini removed the seatbelt that tied her body open the door and then stepped down.

Tirta, who saw his wife hesitating, finally got out of the car.

“Wait!” Arini stopped his steps, and Tirta approached. “Contact me if anything bothers you!” the word Tirta stroked Arini's head. This girl just nodded developing a smile.

“Dilan Magika!” shouts echoed from the students who saw the artist with Arini.

“Ahhhh!!! Dilan Magika!!” keheboan happened in an instant they had swarmed Tirta and Arini.

“Come in,” said Tirta he will divert the attention of students so as not to be glued by Arini.

“Can request a photo of brother!” Tirta nodded developing a smile.

The artist also serves the campus students who are very enthusiastic for photos together. Tirta let out a heavy sigh as Arini did not step in the slightest, instead being stunned before her, along with the rows of students, as if to join the fans to ask for signatures and photos with artist Dilan Magika. And again the tawdry soul of the artist Arini again rose up anxious to see the artist idol.

“Come in, you want me to give you a lip sign here, in front of the campus students,” threatened Tirta to tap her lips with her index finger and then step forward.

Arini gasped shut her mouth, this artist would not mess with her words, it could be critical if she got a lip mark in front of everyone, she said, he was able to re-enter the news of Dilan Magika kissing his wife in public. Before that happened Arini rushed to leave Tirta into the campus.

　

　

　

　

Jeez I forgot the up date ... I got a lip sign huh?

jeng kunti: There is no lip mark, which is a tampolan mark for you to want ....

Yeah it's so bad, go back again ....