My Sweet Lecturer
Surrogate, Guard, and Substitute Tissue

"Regan, get me my henchmen." Again, Yona calls Regan to get some of her personal belongings.

I don't know how many times the woman ruled Regan who is now sitting in her dressing room. Regan let out a sigh, though Regan still picked up Yona's earrings as she wished.

Regan stood up, ruffled waist staring at Yona who is now still in makeup by experts. One of the famous MUA in Indonesia that has become a subscription for Indonesian artists.

"Where is your manager?" said Regan held his regret for being ordered since they came to the location.

"He's outside" Yona said without looking at Regan, still closing her eyes with a brush in her eyes, applying eyeshadow there.

"Anxuating!" regan sat back in his place.

Yona gave her smile, she knew full well that the man was now desperately holding back his emotions because of her.

Deborah, get in Yona's room. Ask the woman to come out immediately because the preparation for the shoot is finished and ready.

"Jagain my bag, yes" said Yona.

Regan snorted, in addition to being the lady's errand boy, now she had to look after the things there.

"This is a snack to fill your free time while waiting," said Debora put a paperbag from the famous cake shop dinsana.

He just nodded, it turned out that the work of a model was very boring like this. Nothing interesting at all. Regan stretched her body on the long sofa that was there.

While waiting for Yona, it might be better for Regan to sleep to rest her body after her trip here that confiscated her energy.

The giggling sound of some people made Regan wake up.

"Who are you?" peeked Regan as two men looked at her hungry.

Regan immediately got up from her position, she looked at the two men with a watchful look.

"You just woke up?" ask Yona who just came out from changing clothes.

Apparently the voices of the two men woke Regan up.

"Yona, who are they?" regan asked pointing at the two men.

"They're my personal assistants in Paris" Yona replied, widening Regan's eyes.

The two men stared at Regan in fascination. They do not bear to express their interest to Regan until Regan bernerngit.

Yona giggles amusedly, if from the outside Regan looks dashing. It turns out Regan is very afraid of a male lenjeh. Regan keeps clinging to Yona's insinuation, not letting Yona's assistants approach her for a while.

"When did it end?" regan.

"In a moment Re, the owner of the garden invites us around," said Yona replied to a sigh from Regan.

Now they follow the steps of the garden owner, invite them around sambari enjoying the atmosphere in the garden.

Yona clasped Regan's hand, inviting the man to follow in her footsteps. They both go hand in hand, very well-matched. Making the shooting crew who are now walking with them look at Yona and Regan envy.

"Want to?" yona asked as her hand picked a fresh strawberry.

Yona thrust the fruit into Regan's mouth.

"How does it feel?" ask Yona curiously.

"Sugary," Regan answered looking into Yona's eyes.

Yona took one more fruit, put it in her mouth.

"Bwah, sweet what. It's sour once," complained Yona shuddered as a sour taste greeted her mouth for the first time.

Regan laughed, the man pulled out his phone and photographed Yona with his adorable expression.

"You pranking me, huh?" accuse Yona of looking at Regan.

"My mountain is sweet Yon, because I eat while looking at you" Regan said solemnly.

"Ish dreadlocks!" yona lowered her head, hiding a red hue on her face.

It seems that Yona's assessment of Regan was wrong, the man was not as me as she had imagined. Regan can always make him pound with a small touch and sweet words that are actually very simple. Regan always treats him well even though sometimes the guy sucks.

"When you look at me?" yona's assistant asked, making Regan shudder in horror.

"Stop teasing her, Em," Yona scolded her assistant Emanuel.

"Ekhemmmm, dibainnnn," Deborah's tease makes Yona and Regan misbehave.

*

Yona tears her eyes, Deborah, Emanuel, and Aharon will soon return to Paris. Yona hugged the three of them.

"I'm sorry if I have been wrong if it's been bothering you all this time" said Yona.

"I'm so sad, there's no model like you anymore" so Emanuel hugged Yona.

Yona's cries further break as Deborah, Emanuel, and Aharon enter the car that picks them up to return to Paris where their agency was established.

"I'll visit you guys," Yona shouted waving her hand.

Regan stroked Yona's back, Yona hugged Regan tightly and cried there.

"Hiks.hiksss," isak Yona irresistible. They were like a second family to Yona. It was hard to just part ways after they made the long journey to reach Indonesia.

Deborah had many other jobs that she could not delay even for a moment.

"Stttt, you can meet again later," said Regan stroking the top of Yona's head.

Yona grabs Regan's shirt, using the man's shirt to wipe away her tears and snot. While Regan only gawked in disbelief, other than being a errand boy and a guard, now the man is considered a tissue by Yona.