Love For My Sad Boy
Chapter 51. Floral

As soon as Arkan asked Abang ojek to ride his motorcycle, still bad luck if stuck in traffic. He arrived at school at 8. The gate is closed and he will be punished. Fortunately, soon the change of lesson bell will ring. So he doesn't have to wait too long.

Standing in front of the gate, Arkan could see some students who seemed to be being punished standing in the field. They must have been late in the early minutes.

"Eh, that's not the girl?" his murmur squinted at the sight of a familiar figure.

"Well, I'm telling you, he's gonna be late, too. Long time, accept the offer."

Coinciding with the bell ringing, Arkan sees the girl's body goosebumps and falls down.

"Eh, did he faint?" arkan was shocked to widen both his eyes.

At that time, the security guard opened the gate for him. Before long an adult woman with glasses perched on half her nose, approached her. She's Miss Retno-teacher picket today. With a fierce look, he smothered Arkan's intimidating chest.

"Why late?"

"So it got stuck, ma'am," Arkan replied accompanied by a faint grin and ringing.

Ms. Retno rolled both her eyeballs. "Have a classic reason!"

"Yes continue I have to answer what dong, ma'am? Time yes, I have to answer, I'm bad luck because my girlfriend is in my place, is that it?" answer Arkan without guilt.

Ms. Retno glared furiously. "Arkan! Don't fuck with you!"

Arkan again chuckled discordantly while scratching his nape. "Kidding, Mom."

"Your punishment is running 50 rounds around the outdoor field! Quickly carry!" press Bu Retno launches his ultimatum.

"Ready, Mom! I did!" answer Arkan who immediately ran towards the field without asking for any more offers.

He better run around the field than to constantly face the killer teacher. It's not fear, it's just, a waste of time. After all, running can be all sports. So, her body remains healthy.

When his running sentence is soon over, Arkan sees Faris coming out of the UKS room with the girl who appears to be crying while trying to hold Faris' hand. However, Faris did not look at it one bit. He kept walking and jerked his hand until it slipped from the girl's grasp. Then left just like that leaving the crying girl, slumped against the wall and crouched down hugging her knees, hiding her face in the folds of her hands.

Until Arkan completes his run sentence which remains one more lap, the girl is still crying there-in front of the UKS. He took the initiative to approach her.

Arkan crouched down in front of the girl and patted her trembling shoulders.For a long time the girl stopped sobbing and raised her face. He looked at Arkan's face. Looks like the girl remembered the face of the person who forced her to take the place of the passenger.

"You why? Don't cry here! Not ashamed of people?" ask Arkan to open the conversation.

The girl was still in her position and then circulated her gaze. "No one, really."

Arkan followed his gaze and grimaced. "Yes too."

"But if anyone sees what?"

The girl fell silent, as if she had started to get caught by Arkan's persuasion.

"Yes, wake up!" Arkan helps the girl wake up. He was also confused actually. He had never before been this cool to anyone. But why after Silva was with him, he became more concerned about the environment, especially with women. Maybe, every time he saw a girl, he remembered Silva, huh? So, he felt he could not bear to let them in distress. Ah, never mind, Arkan doesn't know for sure.

"Who is this brother? Hero of women, angel, or what? Why is there always every time I'm in trouble?" asked the girl with a plain face mixed in a bit frustrated and sad(?).

"Every one of you is in trouble?" reset Arkan because he didn't feel like doing that before.

The girl nodded. "Yes, even before today, my brother once cheated on me. Don't remember, do you?"

The girl seemed to be breathing. "Well, it's okay to not remember, anyways it's been a long time. But, can I know your brother's name?" He put his hand forward.

"Oh, I'm Arkan, 12th grade" replied Arkan shaking the girl's hand.

"I'm a Flower, 10th grade. Can I have Brother's phone number, right?" ask her with a hopeful look.

"Yes... Sorry, if I have a phone number I can't love. Because I have a heart to guard. Sorry huh?"

"Oh." The Flower Shade turned jaunt back. "Yes, it's okay. I can already know my brother already very happy. Thanks, Brother Arkan. I'm going to class first, yeah!"

Arkan saw the narrow back of the Flower walking in front of him, his heart seemed unbearable. He also called the flowers.

"Flower, wait!"

The girl stopped and looked. It turned out that Arkan was chasing after her and gave her a piece of paper containing a business card.

"That's what I love you if there's any need, yeah. Don't just make things unimportant. And one more thing, don't come to my residence! Because I live with a boyfriend." After saying that, Arkan walked away leaving the still silent Flower where he stood.

He looked at that piece of paper. There are names, cell phone numbers, home addresses, cafes, and companies. Well, is Arkan already that successful at his young age? Thought Flowers.

"But she has a boyfriend, what a pity," she smiled wryly.

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Bugh!

"What the hell, Bang?! What's wrong this time?!" exclaimed Faris looking at the guts of the man before her.

As he had just come out of the toilet, the man who had been standing there for some time dragged him back in and punched him in the face.

"Wrongly lo? Still unconscious too, huh?" The man cornered Faris to the wall and grabbed both sides of his collar.

"Lo has made a crying cave, anj*ng!" he cursed again and slammed his fist into Faris' stomach.

With all her might, Faris pushed the body of the older man to create a wider distance.

"Gue's fed up, Bang, same adek lo! A spoiled girl who doesn't understand the situation! I've tried to understand him and understand his attitude, but what? Instead of realizing it, he was even more so!" Faris let out all her annoyance.

"But he-"

"ill? You're gonna say that, right? Sick from where? Where are there sick people, but super active and bothersome people? That's spoiled his name, not sick! From now on, don't try to cheat me again!" press Faris then waltzed away while nudging the man's shoulder.

"Faris, shit*n! But you who make flowers like you! Faris!" his anger stared at Faris' departure with reddened eyes.

But slowly, his look turned into sadness. Along with his regular breathing came back and his fist loosened.

"Lo doesn't know the truth, he's just trying to get rid of the disease."

...Seriate......

So, who the hell, is Bunga's sister?😏