My Sweet Lecturer
Sport and Sport

Since the act of eating two servings of grilled ribs, this morning Yona ate nothing but one apple. Shinta shook her head at Yona's behavior which she thought was too alay. How could two servings alone make him instantly fat just like that.

Shouldn't Yona exercise, gymnastics, or clean the whole house maybe to burn fat overnight?

"You know it," Shinta sneered at her daughter in ridicule.

Yona sighs, her mother does not know what it feels like to be said fat by fans. It hurts so much! Moreover, two more days to be his last shot before getting out of the modeling world that raised his name.

Yona wants to show her best performance as a memento later.

"Mommy was never a model!" cibir Yona looked at her lazy mommy.

"Mommy's gini-gini used to be my young idol. You don't have the end of Mommy's fingernails," Shinta replied.

Yona laughs amusedly, she knows that her mother is very beautiful. Even her age who entered the head of five did not detract from Shinta's beauty until now. Maybe because Shinta really paid attention to her appearance all along.

As a woman and wife, Shinta does not want if later her husband will glance at other women. Inevitably, Shinta must follow the times, arrange her appearance even though the woman never looks excessive.

"Yas already mom, Yona wants to jog around the complex first," said Yona, putting the handle of the apple on the plate.

"Don't jog Yon, you clean one house Mommy is sure the fat last night will fade" Shinta teased.

"Cleaned Mommy's job, bye Mom," kekeh Yona waved her hand, running out of her house.

"Ck, basic," said Shinta, staring at Yona's back.

Yona ran around the complex of his house which is classified as very quiet, understandably the Yona house complex is included in one of the most expensive complexes in the city.

For the laymen, perhaps they thought the complex was uninhabited. They are very busy on a normal day. The complex is crowded on Sundays and other big days when they do not move outside.

Across the complex, there is a park that is not too big. The park is also neatly arranged, there are some food vendors hanging out there because in the park often used as a playground for children next door complex as well as the ABG who hang out geratis, of course without wifi.

"Suitt!"

Yona frowned, her hands dabbing the sweat that was pouring down her face. The sound of people whistling made him look to his left right.

There's no one!

"Suitt!"

Again, it wasn't Yona's hallucination. Setankah's? Or birds?

"Yeah!" Yona tiptoes in shock as Regan shocks her from behind.

The man came suddenly without excuse.

Yona looked at the annoyed man in front of her. "I think it's a bird" said Yona, hitting Regan's arm.

"If I were a bird, what would a bird deserve?" ask Regan.

Yona thought for a moment. "A ghostly cloud maybe," Yona replied flicking her shoulders.

Regan gaped, a handsome man she equated with an owl? Yona must be lying.

"That's it, you just interrupt," Yona kicked out, running away leaving Regan behind her.

"Say I was told to take responsibility, very unstable for you," said Regan running after Yona.

Yona stopped her steps suddenly.

Bughhh, Regan bumps into Yona until the woman is knocked down. Fortunately, Regan swiftly pulled Yona's body to the position of Regan is now at the bottom.

"Auwghh," ringis Yona as her palm touched the asphalt of the road.

Yona's eyes blinked, the woman immediately woke up from her position. Yona reaches out her unharmed left hand to Regan, helping Regan stand up.

"You're okay? I'm sorry," asked Regan.

"Only a little blister is not papa," said Yona blowing on her palm that was spitting out a little blood.

Regan pulls Yona's hand, the man blows Yona's palm quietly.

"I'm sorry" said Regan, regretting not avoiding Yona.

"Stop apologizing Regan, I'm fine," complained Yona who was tired of hearing Regan's apology.

"Well, I failed in my plan" Regan said, making Yona look at him curiously.

"What plan?" ask Yona curiously.

"The plan is to take you to the apartment, ask you to exercise there" Regan replied.

"Do you have a gym in your apartment?" ask Yona.

Regan shook her head.

"Then?" Yona's forehead was curious.

"Mopping produces sweat" Regan replied.

"It's not a sport, it's dusting" Yona replied making Rehan laugh.

They both laughed, sometimes the jokes between the two were quite pleasant.

"Hows it? You accept my offer?" ask Regan.

"Just kid!" yona replied pinching the belly of Regan's field.

Finally, Regan takes Yona to one of the city's most popular gyms. There is also a swimming pool with a variety of interior.

"Gym or swimming?" ask Regan.

Whereas in Yona house there is a large swimming pool, but swimming in a different atmosphere with swimming in such a place.

"Mas Regan," call the Swim Driver over there.

Regan waved her hand, they shook hands.

"Yes candidate?" ask the swimming guide named Sam.

They just smile. "Hopefully get to the gym, oh would you like a gym or a swim?"

"Swimming down, Mr. Sam," Regan replied.

"Don't be afraid of drowning if it's the same Mas Regan." Mr. Sam smiled meaningfully at Yona and Regan.

"Why is that, sir?" tanya Yona felt strange.

"Don't pool, let's not let her heart go, "puck Mr. Sam makes Yona and Regan blushing.

Mr. Sam chuckled at Yona and Regan's timid facial expressions.

"Yes, he has continued sports and heart," said Mr. Sam continued his health again.