My Second Husband is an Idol Artist

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Tirta was inside the room, staring at the tiny baby sleeping in the crate. How adorable.

“Sayang papa's son has taken a bath, beautiful and handsome really.” Tirta menoel-noel cheeks her daughter. But there is something strange according to Tirta.

“Honey!” call Tirta.

Hearing that Tirta was calling her, Arini who was sitting at the dressing table approached her husband.

“What's up mas?” ask Arini.

“Why are the colors of their blankets different? Adi why wearing blue and dinda wearing Pink,”

Arini breathed heavily on her husband starting again.

“So she gumoh mas after suckling. So gross. Anyway mas they are twins girls and boys can not dong all the same especially color,” protest Arini.

“I just don't want to, they will later think we distinguish our affection, just like I used to,” Tirta explained bitterly smiling that she had a trauma about sibling relationships, she said, he who is raised in different attention and affection makes him not want his son also feel the same way, to get his son to get the same things and wear the same clothes. Arini is just trying to understand but the sex of the twins is different. Of course there are certain items that are identical to women in pink for example, of course it would be strange if a man wears pink.

Tirta holds Arini's body.

“Thank you for completing my life, giving me matchless happiness. Being the mother of my children,” she said with novelty considering how their relationship began.

“I am also mas, thank you for accepting me.” The deck is getting tighter.

“Sayang already can not sign his love,” whispered Tirta made the hug unravel. The artist mode starts again.

“Kan new two weeks.”

“Too long anyway. I can't stand this!” lamented Tirta put on a sullen face.

Arini kissed Tirta's lips at a glance. “Sign lip first.”

“But it doesn't feel.” Tirta then pulled Arini's waist back to her lips, revealing it with a surge. Arini's hand coiled around Tirta's neck the kiss deepened, sipping each other, huffing.

“Arini, Tirta let's get off the show will be starting soon!” scream from behind the door.

The link slipped off their faces flushed red with gasping breaths.

“Call on.” Tirta clucked in annoyance.

“Mom must have been waiting for us. Come on I'll hold Dinda. Mas genggong Adi's.

They also held the twins for the birth ceremony that he would hold at Abraham's residence.

***

The birth ceremony of the twins has finished now their turn to welcome the invited guests. Ana and Arini were each chatting casually holding the twins, next to them was Nani and Rian's grandmother who had also been chatting with Tirta.

Arini arched a smile as she saw Ara her best friend had come.

“For yes. Your child is very funny,” said Rara gesas menoel cheeks girls in the hands of Arini and Ana alternately.

“Mother!” Rara put her cheek on Ana's cheek.

“Thank you Ra has come,” said Ana and Arini alternately.

“Grandmother healthy?” tanya Rara turned to Grandma Nani.

“Healthy babe.”

“Lan, they have come,” sela Rian.

Arini and Rara set their sights on the direction Rian pointed. Arini's eyes suddenly widened, it felt like he wanted to shout loudly when fellow Artist Dilan Magika came. My brother's chosen matchmaker as well as Ceo player jutek Julio emperor who plays Bian, they are all still stifled by the boisterous invitation guests who ask for a photo together. Oath for nothing Arini has not yet got the artist's signature.The artist's tawdry soul is now thrashing.

“Ahhhhh.” Rara's cry of anxiety made them gasp in shock at Rian who saw that Rara's tawdry soul had risen upon seeing Artist, as usual smothering the girl's mouth to be safe.

Arini approached her husband and directed Tirta's body to sit down, after which she placed the baby on Tirta's left arm. “Mas titip our child I want to ask for a signature and photo first same Julio Emperor.” Arini was about to run away.

“Sweetie this is our party! You're the queen, they came for us, so for what signature,” obviously Tirta clucked upset that tacky soul did not fade in the slightest when Arini married a top artist who is also in the gilai.

“Just a minute.” Arini passes.

“Honey! Honey!” call her but Arini does not turn around.

Not stopping Tirta was astonished by the behavior of his wife, now his mother who had been carrying a baby boy, put it on Tirta's right arm.

“Mother!” tirta protest.

“Titip first! I also want to ask for photos with all of them, I can only see them on teve now want to see closer.”

Tirta's getting clucking.

“Mother! Your son is also an artist!” call Tirta now she's tired of carrying her two twins.

Tirta set her sights on Nani's grandmother hoping that the old woman would help her. And carrying one of them but gasped when he saw his grandmother's iris lead to the crowd like a dazzle.

“Grandmother!”

“Grandma also want to ask for photos with Kenzi Anggara, grandma ngefans really,” sambar old woman that even Tirta has not asked for help. “Let's take me there,” Grandma Nani's word to the waiter who will push her wheelchair.

Ghengt ....

“Grandmother!” call him but he does not turn around.

Tirta's eyeballs then look for the whereabouts of two people he hopes can help him who are none other than his in-laws. Yes, he saw his father-in-law talking with Hasan's father.

But this handsome young man who was in pain even took a heavy breath when he saw his in-laws had joined the idol artist signature collection.O gosh just the same, Tirta should not feel shocked. right, it's the same with Arini their dorky daughter when she sees the artist.

Tirta's eye bead then turned towards Rian who was still busy with Rara who always wanted to scream.

“Ian help me carry one,” pinta Tirta.

“You did not see this, if I release he can make a scene,” replied Rian while continuing to cover Ara's mouth with a palm.

“Ahhhhh!” rara shouted as Rian let go for a moment of his hand-kicking.

Tirta gave a rough sigh. “Ahhhh basic everything is tacky even, even grandma is the same. I'm sorry to invite them all,” grumbled Dilan while carrying the twins in both hands.

Now Happiness continues to strangle their small family.The marriage to two Arini has brought blessings and happiness to all.

The End .....

Dilan Magika\ Tirta Abraham

Arini Larasti's.

Andra Abraham

Salfok jeng kunti.

Author Adinda Adi.

Hi all lovers of Dilan and Arini finally this story has been completed.thank you as much as I say for your support of my third novel.

Thank you for a good comment, a strong like, a lot of votes.

Sorry if my work is still a lot of shortcomings ranging from typo that hurts the eyes, messy writing, inappropriate language, sorry up date that is messy and makes an anxious, upset, especially like to be lost on Friday night with jeng kunti.

Sorry if jeng kunti is always annoying, jeng kunti is created when I again want to babble so that my load becomes light. Actually I have a conversation partner. I've been in a lot of trouble lately.

Next in the fourth novel.

Jeng kunti: forced to marry jeng kunti.

Mother: huss! Bacot! Play sambar to make you enter the story.

Jeng Kunti: yaelah thor must have exploded there is a forced title in front.

Dinda: but no kunti jeng too! Who wants to!

Dinda: The fourth novel of the title My perverted wife

Jeng kunti: huss thor wants this fasting month do not, eke fasting will be canceled make a bawdy-mesum story.

Dinda: so what? yesterday it was in the same serobot Arini time back again.

Jeng Kunti: this one is my master my husband is as sweet as Arini's romance.

Dinda: don't know just pantengin yes.

In the fourth novel later, we are like brothers yes in addition to replying to your comments one by one, you also have to be ready to hear my vent.

Kunti jeng: ogah load loe much. You know how to owe.

Sally: buset!

Jeng kunti: I'm coming again ngak thor in the fourth novel?

Dinda: depends reques.

Dinda: group chat author ngak use again, sorry who asked to enter ngak received, if you want to ask questions or want to know info follow ig author adindaadi_ insya god I reply if not busy.

Jeng Kunti: yes thor igmu has just three photos, yesterday the info mak mak aka busy nyusain neighbors how to. Gaptek just want to be followed.

Dinda: it's really very anxious this kunti nyinyir, who knows anyone dm dm tell you a good place to call, so no need to disappear again every Friday night. Who knows there is info ngepet ngak use keep candle again, but use a flashlight so it turns out long, or there is info on the place you want to visit a neighbor who does not want wifi code.

Jeng Kunti: or the fall of neighbors do not know themselves like the wifi bobble, Kaya is not crazy.

Dinda: my buset dong!

Oh read my work too

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Yes we parted ways with the modus artist and the innocent Arini, as always please his last comment for this story ...

Thank you see you next story ....