THE FLO!

Bag. 12

For two whole days, I managed to avoid Davin. The third day, I didn't go in because I wanted to take Braxton to the airport. While at the airport, where Brenda was busy arranging the items her twin sister would bring, Braxton asked me not to get too close to Davin. He felt that Davin was very mysterious. He said that mysterious people are dangerous. I just nodded. How could I say I'm in love with a dangerous man?

I tried as hard as I could to get rid of my feelings. I don't want to be bothered if for example he was my suspect, the father of the baby conceived by Freya as well as one who made my sister decide to commit suicide, I so can't destroy it. I don't want to be weak.

Thanks to that, I remembered what the original purpose of coming to that school was. I want to find a reason for my sister's death, not to repeat my sad teenage years. I cannot get caught up in my desires and blind me to my original goals.

I need to focus on my goal!

"I feel like you've been weird for a few days" Daisy said as I sat with her in the chemistry lab room. I just smiled but my eyes remained focused on the test tube that was in front of me.

"Flooo... Did you hear what I said?" murmur Daisy. I just gave him a quick glance, nodded then returned to my reaction tube.

"Tuh, right. You're weird!" hisses. "You've been quiet for a few days. Stella's always looking for trouble with you, even you cuekin. You just answer as necessary. Are you angry with someone?"

I am angry at myself for forgetting my purpose! Answer in my heart. But I silenced him and instead walked towards Mr. Yusron. I showed my reaction tube that had formed a bright purple color, indicating that my reaction was working. He gave a paraf on my paper and I went back to my desk. I'm cleaning my desk.

"Gue wasn't angry with anyone. I just forgot who or what my real purpose was" I replied before leaving my desk.

I half ran towards my classroom while continuing to bite my thumb nail. My habits are getting worse and I'm getting less and less able to stop them. I closed my eyes and grabbed my bag and put it on my back. I was just about to leave when my classmate came and said that Davin called me and asked me to meet him at the computer lab. I cursed slowly. I tried to avoid him and now he's looking for me.

While continuing to curse quietly, I walked into the computer lab room. He wasn't there. There was only his coat wrapped around the bench that he used to sit on. I stood next to Davin's desk, resting my hands behind my back, waiting for his arrival. I glanced at his computer that was still on. Nothing special about that computer. I straightened my body and accidentally my eyes glanced at the name of the brand that made the suit. I'm slack.

The armani?

A school teacher can afford an Armani?

I straightened my body when I heard the door behind me open.

"Have you come? I guess you won't see me?" davin asked as he sat on his lap. He put down the coffee cup he had brought. Smelling coffee makes me tempted.

I cleared my throat, trying to focus. "What does my father call me for?" ask me flat.

He bent his body, picked up something that was on the table. He took out a paper bag and handed it to me.

"The one I borrowed. I was going to return your candy, too, but I couldn't find it here" she said. Naturally, the candy is not sold in Indonesia. Brenda brought it for me.

"Thank you for the scarf loan. Thanks to you, my throat is much better" he added. I heard sincerity both in his eyes and from his voice. I smiled and nodded.

"Actually you don't have to give it back, either. I still have a lot at home" I said, remembering my scarf, which still has eight more at home.

She smiles. "I'm sorry, but I'm not used to keeping other people's belongings in my house" he replied in a flat tone. I rolled my eyeballs. I was being friendly but he was jutek to me. Alrighty! I won't lend you anything!

"That's it, sir?" I was squeezing the paper bag. He nodded and I turned my body. But suddenly I felt something was holding my hand. I lowered my head. I saw Davin's hand holding my arm.

"I want to ask, why are you avoiding me? You didn't even come to exculpate," he asked. I frowned and removed his hand from my arm.

"Maybe it's just the Father's feeling" I replied slowly. She shook her head.

"You didn't come to the roof today either. You turn your body around every time I see you. You try not to look at me. Is that not the name avoid? Did I make a mistake?"

This time I shook my head. "I appreciate your concern but I think you pay too much attention to me. You didn't do anything wrong."

It's all my fault, sir. I don't focus on what my goal is. I forget who I am.

Davin sighed harshly. He put his hand in his pants. He looked like he was going to say something but suddenly he held him back. He closed his eyes and looked at me deeply.

"Well, if that's what you want" he said, shrugging both shoulders. "Prepare yourself for next week's semester exam. Don't get sick. Once again I thank you for your loan scarf."

I nodded and left him. When I was outside, I breathed long. Chin up, Girl. I said in my heart. This is the best. Don't let me leave any regrets. I need to focus on my goal.

I took the necklace that wrapped around my neck and held it. This necklace belongs to Freya which I took from her closet drawer. I bought him that necklace when he visited me in America. From now on, this necklace will serve as a reminder to me so that I do not forget my purpose. I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, exhaled it and opened my eyes.

Sorry Brother, Freya. Brother forgot brother's purpose because he was lulled by the happiness offered.

While removing my hand from the necklace, I walked away from the place. In my heart, I kept telling me not to forget whatever was my main goal. And that includes punishing Stella and her gang that I almost forgot about.

...***...

I downed my coffee and my eyes focused on my laptop screen. My boss just sent me a new job. An IT company asked me to test the security of its company. I agreed to do so because I had no significant busyness other than studying. Today I'm off, or rather a quiet day, because next week I start the semester exam. I typed as fast as I could and made a pretty big hole in that company's security program. Intentionally, I used the virus I used to destroy my school's system. I feel weird. Why is it that with such a weak virus they are still unable to close the hole?

I called my boss and asked what kind of company this was. IT companies but they can't close the leak I made. In the past, I tested an IT company and in just a matter of seconds, they were able to close the leak I made and even found out that I was the sender of the virus. The company that used to make me doubt my own abilities. Boss laughed. He said I didn't need to know the company and just did my job.

"When?" my many. I opened my schedule on my laptop.

"Eighteen to twenty December. I can't leave. It's my day off!" answer without feeling guilty. I snorted in annoyance.

"For information, I'm still on vacation!" hisisku.

"No, you're wrong. You're not on vacation. I let you rest but you still have work to finish" he replied flatly.

Hearing that, I hissed irritatedly.

"Oh, come on, Flo! Jakarta to Bali is not far away. I saw only about two hours of flight! If you want, I'll pay you double!"

I snorted in annoyance. But if you remember the New York-Bali trip that could take twenty-four hours, I pity it too. I've started taking holidays on that date anyway. I had even made plans to return briefly to New York to continue my work until my vacation was over. It seems I don't have to bother going back to New York because my boss will definitely still send me my salary, even double it. I finally agreed.

Right said Scott. Jakarta-Bali is not too far away. I can't possibly find my friend there for the holidays. I just need to use a wig, take my glasses off and put on my work suit and I won't be recognized. After all, if I meet, who will I meet? My friends do not want to vacation in the country. They will not be able to vacation in Bali. It's impossible, isn't it?

...***...

My semester exams are going well, thank God. I'm not too troubled to fill my exams. Brenda reminded me not to put myself on too much and I did. I filled the exam with a few wrong answers, especially during the computer theory exam. This school exam is unique. We do not use paper and instead use laptops given by the school. We won't be able to cheat because if we minimise our exam window, there will be a loud alarm sound from our laptop, as happened to the next class. As a result he was not allowed the exam for one day and meant he would not get any grades.

Fortunately, the exam only took two weeks. Because during the exam, I couldn't keep an eye out through the CCTV cameras. I can only do it during break hours and it doesn't really matter. Instead, I had Brenda supervise this school through my laptop. He said there was no important incident.

"This time we're going to Bali!" yusron said in front of the class that made my head lift.

"Why are we going on holiday to Bali?" ask my friend who is next to me.

He smiled broadly. "Lo doesn't know, does he? Each semester exam is completed, the school holds a holiday for refreshing. Each generation has a different purpose" he answered cheerfully.

"What's compulsory?" my many. He's nodding.

"It gets into school activities and gets into grades. You could say it was like a study tour," he replied as he looked at me confusedly.

I raised my hand and called out to Yusron. "Sorry, sir, but when is the study tour?" ask me while hoping to stay away from my conference.

"Eighteen to twenty December," Yusron replied and looked back at my class. "Gathering at the airport at ten in the morning. Don't be left behind."

I raised my hand again. "Can I not come, sir? I have to go back to America on the sixteenth of December," I lie while gulping my saliva.

"That goes into historical value, PKN and IPS. Even if the value of your theory is good, it doesn't really help. But it's up to you if you don't want to come along" she replied, shrugging both shoulders.

I leaned my body softly. I can't ask Scott to replace me because I've agreed that I'm the one who's leaving. But if I keep thinking about leaving, I could risk getting caught because at any time they can cross paths with me. I have to choose one. My job or school. I told Brenda my thoughts when I got home. He was also confused about my choice.

"If I were you, I'd choose a job. Don't forget who you really are, Flo. Don't throw away your job just because you want to make some memories. That's what I think," Brenda replied while shrugging her shoulders.

I bit my finger. He's correct. I raised my head and looked at him. "If you can, you call the school and for any reason so that I don't need to take the study tour. My grandfather had a snow accident, for example."

"Look at me, my parents have died, both adopted and biological."

I rolled my eyeballs in annoyance. "Look at me, I don't have a grandfather."

Brenda laughed and nodded. When she offered to come to Bali with me, I refused. I couldn't have brought her because my classmates had met Brenda and I didn't want them to recognize Brenda who was supposed to be in America. She did agree but on condition, I had to use my disguise. I agreed because that was one of my plans. Besides, I also don't want to make Brenda stay in Jakarta at Christmas. I can't afford to make the family tradition at Christmas that he used to do break down because of my selfishness.

I exhaled my breath long. I hope I'm not caught! I hope they don't see me later.

...***...

I smiled at the flight attendant who gave me a drink while saying thank you. I sip my coffee and get back busy at my job. Fortunately, Brenda managed to convince Yusron that I could not join the study tour because I had to return to America and only returned when the new year later. He even said that he would watch over me while in America. Of course it didn't happen. Yesterday, I drove him to the airport to catch his flight. Brenda made me promise to contact her while I was in Bali.

My attention was shifted when I heard the sound from the cabin behind me. I deliberately chose business class so I wouldn't be too bothered with my seat. I called a flight attendant and asked why the cabin behind us was so noisy. He apologized while bowing his body.

"I'm sorry for the inconvenience, ma'am, but at the moment our back cabin contains students who are traveling" the flight attendant replied. I swallowed my saliva.

"May I ask what school?" askaku.

"SMA Insani second year," he replied confusedly. I smiled and thanked him. When he left me, my smile was gone.

Akhs! My head hurts.