My Second Husband is an Idol Artist

cravings

Late night shows at eleven o'clock. Arini is in the room waiting for her idol husband to arrive. As usual her eyes are difficult to close if not in the arms of her husband.

Well, since Arini was pregnant she just wanted to sleep in her husband's arms.

“Kak Dilan.” Arini got up from her seat as she heard the open door welcoming Tirta at the door.

“You haven't slept?” Tirta kissed Arini's cheek, tiredness was gone when she saw the woman she loved welcoming him.

“Waiting sister.”

“You shouldn't stay up late. You have to rest a lot.” Tirta herded Arini's body sitting on the bed. She knew Arini could not sleep without hugging her.

"Can't sleep.”

Duh sweetness ... used to be tense sleeping with the husband now even dependence and the husband mode is very happy and willing.

“Sorry baby, I've been very busy lately,” said Tirta felt guilty then squatted his head on Arini's lap outstretched hand gently stroked Arini's flat stomach. “Sorry dear Papa made your mama unable to sleep. You miss papa ya later papa jenguk,” said Tirta made a spoiled sound in Arini's stomach.

Waitaminute! Did he say he was visiting. Arini swallows her saliva, she just wants a hug.

“Kak Dilan!” arini protests with a face that has met red.

Tirta raised her head. “What a darling. Dedenya kangen tuh.” His eyebrows shot up revealing a perverted smile.

Really the mode artist who is good at taking advantage of the situation.

“I go to the bathroom first.” Tirta got up, then kissed his wife's cheek after she went to the bathroom to clean up.

Not a few later Tirta came out of the bathroom. Arini swiftly got out of bed grabbing the artist's face care box.

“Have you laid down let me, I did it,” said Tirta trying to reach her face care box.

“Let me wear it, sister must be tired,” kekeh Arini who really likes to wipe the handsome face of her husband. “It's just a minute.”

Sighing resignedly Tirta finally got into bed, letting his wife who rubbed her smooth face.

“Three more days of the premiere of the electric pole film. Are you here with me?” pinta Tirta looked at the beautiful face of Arini who was only a few inches away.

“I am ashamed to be in public with sister.”

“You are my wife. Come come with me,” whine Tirta.

“I came with Rara alone as a spectator.”

“I don't usually appear in front of journalists. I can get stage fright,” said Arini made Tirta immediately chuckle right also his wife was not used to the highlight of the camera.

“Well you can go with Rara.”

The series of facial treatments the artist has finished Arini then put the skincare back into place. She joined her husband in bed.

Arini lay in her husband's arms, showering a kiss on Arini's head.

“Still often nauseous? Did you eat a lot of crap?” cecar Tirta with many questions. Though almost every time he called asking about the state of Arini.

“Udah reduced. It was made aunty chicken soup tasty.” Report Arini because every night Tirta would ask what he did all day.

“Good, if you want to eat something just say. as long as not abstinence from eating for pregnant women. Healthy food, do not eat spicy.” Arini nodded in Tirta's arms.

   

“Why do I want to eat a duck that sambalnya level mampus yes,” said Tirta his saliva as if he wanted to drip.

“Now.” Arini looked up at her husband.

“Iya.”

“Kakak funny really, sister who cravings. Any nights like this are closed.”

Since Arini became pregnant, Tirta's diet also changed as if she was, already not concerned with maintaining the beauty of her body, even he had asked the housemaid to cook fried rice at night even though at that time Tirta had prepared to sleep even had used skin care, it is not a habit of a Dilan Magika eating at night with a rice menu anyway but at this time he does not care.

“Tomorrow we go to that duck restaurant,” explains Arini.

Tirta was silent for a moment the corner of her lips was re-interested from this mode artist.

“Alright, tomorrow only, but tonight we can replace the spiciness of sweating, with a sign of love right,” said Titra has now peppered the face of Arini.

Arini was stunned when Tirta had overpowered her.

“Jeez I will be eliminated,” Inner Arini.

Now the fashion artist is back to getting what he expected.