My Sweet Lecturer

My Sweet Lecturer
So Marriage



Three days later, Regan is back with the people she loves. The man's agenda today was to remove the stitch thread on his head. Doctor Irawan said, Regan can go home in two days after undergoing some therapy that Regan must undergo before returning home.


Together with Yona, Regan waits for Doctor Irawan with anxiety.


“You're sure my head won't open after these stitches are removed?” ask Regan again to Yona.


The woman just rolled her eyes. Regan always exaggerates something they shouldn't have to argue about. How could Regan's head open when the stitches were removed?


“Unfortunately stitch the shirt off?” yona asked back rolling her eyes panted.


“You're not mocking me, are you?” Regan squinted her eyes, looking at Yona in annoyance.


Yona shook her head. “Why? Why should I mock you?” yona asked looking at Regan in confusion.


Regan looked at her face from the reflection of the glass she was currently holding. His eyes stared carefully at the traces of stitches that might be imprinted later.


“You know where the best plastic surgery is?” Regan looked up, looking at Yona who was currently engrossed in eating green apples.


“Em, South Korea maybe?” yona's answer seemed to be her own. He has been repeatedly offered aesthetic doctors from the state of the oppa-oppa group. However, Yona never received it despite the endorsement from them. What else does Yona have to change?


Having a face like this, she has successfully explored the international modeling market that made her name soar. 


“We will fly there after I recover,” Regan said.


Yona's eyes sparkled happily. Ah how much Yona would love to come to South Korea in the spring. When flowers filled the streets there. 


“You're serious? We're going on holiday there?” asked Yona with her face radiant. Of course this will be happy news because his dream of a vacation to South Korea became a reality.


Make no mistake, even Yona had lunch with the President of South Korea and his entourage. Coincidentally, Yona received the honor of a lunch invitation because one of the South Korean President's families idolized Yona and wanted to meet face to face with the model.


After that? What is clear is that Yona never again set foot there because of the shooting schedule and shooting ads that are so crowded that Yona almost never traveled to several countries other than having a job destination there. Hmm, it's boring that Yona's life has been this long. Even so, Yona felt lucky to feel all the misfortune of her life at such a young age.


“Holiday? Did I say we're going on holiday to South Korea?” regan asked her eyes.


Yona's mouth was gaping, the woman placed the handle of the apple on an empty plate.


“Not that you just said we'll be there after you've made a full recovery?”


“Iya, but not a holiday,” said Regan snorted.


“Hah? Then what?” Yona's eyes now squinted, looking at Regan's facial expression which suddenly met with redness like holding back embarrassment.


Don't tell me Regan just had a dream with a South Korean actress until Regan wants to see the actress for real? No-no, Yona won't let that happen.


“I want scalp surgery there,” replied Regan looking down embarrassed.


“What? Scalp surgery? Just be right!” yona's cry widened her eyes.


Who would want to have a stitch all that long at the bottom of his head. What if Regan's hair can't grow there and show traces of stitches that certainly won't be good for the man's appearance.


Yona laughed out loud, only this time did she find Regan acting perfectionist on her own appearance. Usually the man is classified as cute but always neat on every appearance everyday.


“You laugh at me?” regan asked in annoyance.


Yona did not stop laughing, this was a very rare moment for Yona.


Yona's laughter came to a halt when Doctor Irawan and one nurse entered the room.


“Good morning, Mas Regan, Ms. Yona. Looks like you guys are happy huh?” Doctor Irawan greets Regan and Yona alternately.


“Iya Doctor,” replied Yona smiled gently then chuckled amusedly also in the end, still remembered the remark of Regan who wanted plastic surgery of her scalp.


Doctor Irawan check the condition of Regan's body as usual, seen Doctor Irawan and his nurse talk about drugs and fluids injections that the nurse must be sure to give to Regan.


“It's ready to pull out the sewing thread?” asked Doctor Irawan to make Regan slack.


“Ready, Doctor. Ever since Regan woke up from her sleep, she kept asking when the thread would be plucked. Can't wait she said,” chuckles Yona deliberately teases Regan for now.


Doctor Irawan nodded and smiled. “It's really so Mas Regan? Apparently Mas Regan can't wait to take off his thread,” chuckles Doctor Irawan in the end.


Yona shut her mouth, trying not to get up when Doctor Irawan was about to do his job.


“Wait-wait, Yona come here!” get Regan to ask Yona to sit next to her bed.


Seeing Regan's facial expression filled with anxiety, Yona finally followed Regan's will. The woman walked to the edge of the bed and sat down beside him.


“Can we start now?” ask Doctor Irawan to be called Regan.


Look how effective Regan is to Yona. The man's hand clasped tightly onto Yona's palm with his eyes now closed.


“Rilex only, Mas Regan,” chuckles Doctor Irawan when realizing how tense Regan is for now.


The man bit his lower lip so tense. Imagining the thread that had been attached between the scalp must now be removed making Regan shudder in horror to feel the pain and also pain in his head.


Slowly, Doctor Irawan applied sterilization liquid before cutting the threads and then he pulled one by one.


“Arhh,” screeches finally came out of Regan's mouth, making Yona and the nurse who was there hold her smile desperately.


Regan hugged Yona's body tightly, enjoying the thousand-thousand-felt waves as one thread was pulled from her head.


“One more, this will be the last,” Doctor Irawan told Regan.


Relieved, finally after feeling how delicious every strand of thread that was plucked from his head. In the end it was all finished until the last thread.


Doctor Irawan re-applied the fluid on Regan's head.


“Doctor, what in this seam section will be bald forever?” yona asked, blinking her eyes, giving the code to Doctor Irawan to join her.


“Yes, maybe ten years later just grew new hair,” replied Doctor Irawan shook his head to see the behavior of the couple who often change every day.


“What? Ten years? Is that right, Doctor?” pekik Regan was surprised to hear the answer from Doctor Irawan who treated him all this time.


“You must patiently wait for him to grow, as well as love. Right my theory?” asked Doctor Irawan blinked his eyes at Yona.


“Do we have hair transplant surgery too, Regan?” yona asked with a contorted face as if she was worried about her lover.


“There is?” regan asked back, looking interested in Yona's sentence.


Yona stroked Regan's head. “Corn-like hair is suitable for growing here,” replied Yona accompanied by a ruckus coming out of her mouth.


“Yona, you're happy times,” replied Regan staring at Yona with her eyes narrowed in annoyance.


Yona stopped laughing, the woman sniffed like a pet that smelled a strange scent to her sense of smell.


“Regan, you smell something no?” yona asked with her forehead wrinkled, sniffing around her for a strange smell that now greeted her kisser.


Regan shook her head, the man also sniffed.


“I didn't kiss anything,” replied Regan.


Yona's eyes now widened perfectly, her mouth gaping at Regan.


“Do not... You wet the bed, yes?!” yona screeched with her eyes wide open.


Regan just grabbed her crotch. The man bit his lower lip when he felt his lower part wet. Maybe something came out accidentally when Regan held her breath a moment ago when Doctor Irawan pulled a thread in her head.


“This is not bedwetting!” sahut Regan goofy looking for excuses.


Yona folded her hands to the front of her chest. “Then what dong?” ask Yona to look around.


“This ... This is the male liquid. Ah already you will not understand,” said Regan turned her face in shame.


“Jeez Regan, you're big but still wetting?” kekeh Yona was unable to cover up the pangs in her mind.


Of course, Yona understands why Regan wet his pants. The man just unconsciously had been peeing in his tensed pants so he felt a shred of thread in the man's head. But can't Yona play around with Regan a little?


“You're not ashamed of Chiko? Chiko never wet her mouth!” lamented Yona looked at Regan with a look of disbelief.


“Stop mocking me, now help me change my pants,” Regan replied making Yona's eyes widen.


Help Regan change her pants? Heol, Yona could see Regan's little one again. 


“Can't, you wait for Dad or let me call the male nurse to help you,” Yona replied.


“I don't want to, how about his male nurse likes bananas the same as bananas? Dad took care of campus, Yona!” Regan looked at Yona.


“Then I call Rehan?” bargain Yona with a smile etched on her lips.


“Rehan has paid off because Aileen is sick, you yesterday did not hear when she came here?”


Gawat, why did things turn around to squeeze Yona? How could Yona help Regan change her pants. Yona's eyes could be contaminated with a shadow of something Regan's down there.


“You want to let mine itch because over time do not change the interior?” regan told Yona from her daydream.


The woman is flirting. Yona quickly grabbed the wheelchair that was already available there. The woman helps Regan to sit in a wheelchair, then pushes her to the bathroom inside Regan's treatment room.


“Wait a minute, I'll take your change of pants,” said Yona leaving Regan in the bathroom.


Yona walks towards the wardrobe, picking up one pair of panties and changing pants for Regan. Yona was silent for a moment staring at Regan's underwear. Yona quickly casts the sononoh shadow out of her brain.


Alright, Yona will help the man to change his underwear without opening his eyes. A very powerful way to avoid contaminating Yona's eyes because of the unique scenery that he will only see later.


“This, you who pulled it down, I hold your body from behind,” Yona told Regan.


“Where can I squat if you hold it from behind?” regan asked clucked with Yona's current thoughts.


Patience, Yona must be patient to face the old baby in front of her now.


“Hmm I will open your pants now with my eyes closed,” replied Yona in the end relented.


Yona's chest rumbled no matter how it felt, this was the first time Yona had done something this crazy. Replacing an illegitimate man's underwear as her husband? Gosh, what dreams Yona had all this time to be able to experience the laughable scene like now. Anyone who sees them, maybe that person will think Yona to be a perverted woman who steals an opportunity in narrowness, utilizing Regan's helpless condition for now.


Truth be told, even Yona was reluctant to do that if not in a pinched condition like now.


“I open now?” yona asked doubtfully.


“Tomorrow only, let it dry,” Regan said with a ketus.


You shameless man!


“Regan, you are not ashamed if I see ... itu?” yona asked with her eyes scrabbling.


“I am now sick Yona, sick people are resigned,” replied Regan acting plain.


In his heart the man cheered happily for turning things around. Actually Regan can replace his pants with a sitting position on the toilet. It's just that Regan wants to give Yona heart gymnastics. Who knows, Yona really wants to replace Regan's pants.


Yona rattled her hair in frustration. The woman looked at Regan once more, looking for a way to let her miss out on such a ludicrous scene.


“Alright, let's just say this never happened,” said Yona resignedly.


The woman began to bend her body, leaning forward towards Regan.


“Regan, Yona, what are you guys doing?” lillian shrieked with her eyes wide open looking at Regan and Yona inside the bathroom.


Seeing Yona's current position made Regan's mother turn her back, turning her back on the young couple inside.


“Come out when it's done,” said Lilian stepped foot leaving Regan and Yona.


Yona scratched her non-itchy nape. After this Lilian will definitely misunderstand him and Regan. At worst, the woman will report to Yona's parents, and Yona will get a lecture package with VIP-based anger bonuses from her parents.


Regan just smiled at her.


Yes, finally me and Yona will be married soon. Inner Regan cheered in her heart.


“You should get married soon,” Lilian said without further ado as Yona pushed Regan's wheelchair out of the bathroom.