Florianas
Chapter 3: Sweet Smile

Let's start this chapter with a sweet Flo smile.

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"Feelings this morning you said you want not to go to school because you are not feeling well, but this turned out to be still a school. You don't know how the news was there was a girl class X.I who fainted in the corridor and carried with her handsome sister Varel—untung who was handsome," Arina repelled, Arina repulsed, exactly two seconds after Flo opened her eyes in one of the UKS beds. "And when I came here, I was really surprised to know that the fainted was lo!"

"You're shocked because I fainted or because I'm in Kak Varel's 'bull' carrier'?" One last word was emphasized by Flo. His voice still sounded weak.

Flo sat down with Arina. He glanced at the clock on the wall. He fainted the first break, and now he's in the second break. He fainted for a long time.

"Both," answered Arina, frankly.

Keep in mind this handsome Kak Varel is the chairman of class XII IPA 1, former chairman of OSIS, senior member of PMR and has won the science olympiad in Singapore, rumor has it he has never dated— and he is more popular with IPA underclassmen than Farrell. Funny how the two most popular students have similar names despite different spellings. Dan—hei!—seriously he was carried to the UKS? By Brother Varel?

Holy hooch! That's so embarrassing. It feels so sinetron. What if he meets Varel? Thank goodness the man will soon graduate. At least he only needs to reduce the visit to the teacher's office for several months because there he used to cross paths with Kak Varel.

About Brother Varel finished, but not with other students. This incident will definitely be a hot rumor for a few days. He really does not want to be the center of attention, especially about this.

Flo rubbed his face in frustration.

"But why the hell are you in school?" ask Arina. His forehead wrinkled.

"Chemical deed."

"Because of that?!" Arina shock.

"You know I like chemistry" Flo defended herself.

That's right, Flo loves chemistry. Even if she doesn't make it as a ballerina, she thinks she'll become a pharmacist.

"'This is yes, Flo, as I like the empty hours, I will not go to school when it hurts again just because there is an empty hour."

Flo laughs. "Yes that's different, Rin. You can't get an empty hour."

"Of course, you're ridiculous."

Preceded a light knock, there were two other X.5 students. Farrell and Genta, who Flo had never expected, would visit him in the UKS.

"Hi Flo," said Genta. "Is it better?"

Flo smiled faintly while nodding. Then he glanced at Farrell who was so coming directly to talk to Arina, telling his best friend to have lunch first in the cafeteria.

"In a moment, I want Mintain Flo to go home to the picket teacher."

Flo looked at Arina hearing the girl's words. "No need, Rin, I'm better. Wait another hour home, responsibility."

"There is no responsibility" Arina refused. "Just go home!"

"True Arina, Flo. No need to maxain. Later even worse," Genta coaxed. "Yes, right, Rell?"

Farrell nodded. "Go home."

"Listen, tuh," said Arina. His ideas are fully supported.

"Yes, huh," Flo resigned. Three to one. He lost a landslide.

Arina looked at Genta. "Lo can anterin Flo right, Ta?" tanyanya, expectantly.

"Gue wants to, but I don't have a bike."

"I—"

"Gue aja nganterin," Farrell volunteered, cutting Flo's speech. It shocked three others in the quiet UKS room.

—naik gojek.

"Let me have a reason to skip the last lesson" Farrell continued, removing the look of wonder on the faces of his friends and Flo. "Know my own prayer so that Mrs Chemistry does not leave never affixed."

"Yes your prayers are ugly" said Genta.

"But my prayer represents a common interest."

"What?!"

Never before had Flo heard of such a thing. Because the class is always enthusiastic in every lesson, especially in the field of science.

"Have you two no shame in exposing X.5's disgrace in front of X.1's son?" Arina.

"So you want to be accompanied by Farrell, Flo?" ask Arina.

Once again Flo saw the same expression on the pretty girl's face, as she had seen the other day.

Is Arina jealous because there's a feeling for Farrell? But Arina shouldn't worry, Farrell won't like it. Arina is much prettier. Farrell volunteered because he was a good man, as he did this morning. Farrell had other reasons, too.

Flo glanced at the hopeful looking Farrell. He must have really disliked chemistry.

"Farrell didn't bite me" joked Arina. His face water is now more controlled. "He's good, he's not gonna fuck."

"Well, how dare I mess with my First Lady friend" Farrell said, responding to Arina's joke, making the girl laugh and hitting her arm slowly.

Everyone stared at Flo, waiting for an answer.

Flo nodded too. "Originally no one objected" he added.

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It's been five minutes past Flo's most awkward trip in life. Just five minutes! It seems like half a century. Really am. Time passed slowly, and the road to the house felt long. This must be because Flo is feeling depressed. It was as if he was forced to look for chat materials just to return a little favor Farrell today. It would be impolite if he kept ignoring Farrell.

Flo had just opened his mouth, Farrell had already spoken. Head turned a little. "Don't you think I'm a little slow with the bike?"

"Oh, yes, no pa-pa" Flo replied, hesitating.

Flo understands why Farrell drives at such low speeds. The streets are crowded. Not just by drivers, but by pedestrians as well. Flo wasn't sure which pedestrians were marching in what order, which was certain they were majority of primary school age and dressed in uniforms, so it was probably a school event.

"Your house is near Arina's, right?"

"Yes. Right next to her."

"Gue didn't know you were Arina's neighbor, even a friend. You see, I've never seen you guys together" Farrell said.

Although somewhat surprising, Flo is grateful Farrell took the initiative to make a conversation. At least it loosened the tension.

That's not surprising. Their school is large with so many students. Flo himself is not familiar with students or students at school. Moreover, Farrell, the man who used to be the center of attention is not a kind of observer creature like Flo. Farrell would only know a popular student or member of his class. And Flo doesn't fit into either category.

"Until yesterday, right in front of Arina's house, when you were still wearing a uniform with our school logo badge," Farrell continued casually. "It's so weird, huh?" it ends with a question. His tone sounded uncomfortable. Probably feel bad.

"No, no" said Flo. "I also don't know about our schoolchildren. That's normal."

"But you're like Genta knows each other, huh?"

"Not known yesterday. But I used to see him, in the morning. Genta would love to sit under a banyan tree in front of your class."

Hearing Flo's reply, Farrell laughed. "Yes. I thought it was his waiter. Hobby hanging out there. Not yet stuck."

Flo smiled at Farrell's laughter. He glanced at the rearview mirror, unexpectedly it turned out that Farrell was also looking in the same direction.

Hurry Flo threw a glance. Staring straight ahead, on the streets, and on passing vehicles. For a moment, Farrell no longer spoke. The awkward one is back to trap.

Motor stops. Red light. The unprepared Flo, stumbling on the back of Farrel's helmet, made a noise.

Flo immediately withdrew, confirming the position. The atmosphere is getting more unpleasant.

"Flo," call Farrell.

"Yes?"

"Lo looks sweet again with a smile. Don't like to be arrested. I'm sure you like to smile."

Okay. Flo never expected that phrase. Because he doesn't know how to respond. And this is Farrell speaking!

So shocked, Flo did not realize when the motorbike they were riding had returned to speed through the streets. Until far into the compound of his home then he can control himself and his mind is chaotic because of Farrell's words.

"This is right, Flo?" farrell asked, stopping in front of the red house decorated with so many flowering shrubs and rose bushes and various other flowers.

"Yes." Yeah."

Flo get off the motor. He tried to take off the helmet. But it is very difficult to decipher the slits under his chin. Fibre.

Flo is shocked when Farrell approaches, helping to remove the helmet on Flo's head. The man was very polite because he did not forget to say sorry.

In this meager space, Flo felt breathing was not a good decision. And his heart was like a fish far from the water, floundering. This must be the effect of never having a romance experience.

"Udah" said Farrell. Distanced.

Flo who was slightly absentminded took off the helmet and handed it to Farrell. "Thank you" he said.

"Together."

Both are silent. Flo himself was confused to say what else. Again, he said, speaking is not his skill. He is not a person like Arina.

"Yes," Farrell scratched his nape. "Gue back, yeah. Lo rest."

Flo.

When he turned around, Farrell accidentally nudged the helmet he had placed in the seat. It also fell with a riot. Ia— assisted Flo, reaching for a helmet that rolls on the street downhill.

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What does 'be visible' mean'? type Flo on the search engine on his smart phone.

"Flo, your library card." Arina walked into Flo's room without permission, as usual. "From Genta," he added seductively. He placed a stiff yellow sheet of paper on a neatly arranged study table.

"Yes. Thanks," said Flo. He who was lying in a pink-tuned bed that he was cool with his cellphone. Let Arina tear apart one of the shelves containing the movie DVD.

"Lo's been light?" ask Arina.

"Udah."

Flo continuously scrolls the pages that display related articles, none of which can meet the information needs he wants. There's absolutely nothing.

"Gue doesn't know you're close to Genta" Arina said. "To borrow the library card." There was a mocking tone in his voice.

"Near by," Flo denied from behind her phone. "Just never met accidentally in the bus."

"Near also no more pa-pa. The bell is good."

Farrell is also good, Flo thought.

"Jombo again."

"What the hell, Rin..." Flo took off her phone. Giving up on less important searches. His eyes turned to his friend.

"Why Flo...?"

Choosing one DVD, Arina stepped towards the door. "Gue borrow, huh?" Lifting things in his hand.

"Yes." Yeah."

And Arina just left, without closing the door. But just as Flo was about to move to close the door, Arina resurfaced, aborting her intention.

"Flo, Farrell asked for your number, you know" told Arina. "Keep I love you. Not pa-pa, is it?"

"Make what?"

Arina just shrugged her shoulders. "She said it was good to pick up her brother from the ballet academy. Her brother had just broken up, so Farrell had to shuttle. And sometimes her brother is hard to connect. 'That's what it is."

Ah, yes! Flo just remembered that Farrell was the younger brother of his senior in ballet academy and the older brother of XII class IPS 1 in school. Farahs.

Just now on the street Farrell said as if they had met outside the school before, other than in front of Arina's house. Ballet academy, that's the place. Although very rare, Farrell once invited Brother Farah and surely there Farrell never saw him.

"I've come back" said Arina. Again, not closing the door.

Flo's phone clinks. He immediately grabbed it. View two new messages received.

Genta Ghiffari: What about Flo? Okay better?

Genta Ghiffari: Thank you for the card.

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For those who are curious about Brother Varel, this is my handsome photo