Mr. Bully
Me and My Broken Heart - Rixton

Dimas went into Varo and Bima's room with a crumpled look. From yesterday the mood of the guy was not so good, plus it was constrained by the internship report that since yesterday could not be continued.

“Report of your internship has reached where?” ask Dimas without further ado. Varo thrust his laptop shows the writing ‘Bab Dua’ makes the spirit of Dimas more slumped away.

“Gue seems not destined for college. I should have opened business” complained Dimas.

“Later if the business fails to continue the reason 'like I have to go to college first' stale!” welcome Bima nyinyir. Dimas mendelik but a little amazed to see Bima cool to practice yoga from youtube tutorial.

“Emang your internship report up to where Bim?”

“Title” replied Bima directly got a short quote from Dimas.

Bima looks cool, occasionally he draws and exhales according to the instructions of yoga trainers. From the looks of Bima it is seen that preparing an internship report is not a big problem that must be resolved as soon as possible. Bima is only twenty years old, but his style is like an old man who is enjoying a retirement fund. It was as if life was filled with eating, sleeping, and dancing.

“Time value consultation before holiday yesterday, I was lectured all-out same Bu Yuli” confided Dimas. “He quipped if I often repeat classes, mending me list so regular donors campus.”

Varo giggled amusedly at the listless look of Dimas as he stared at the ceiling of the room that looked as bleak as his college life.

“Gue kira Bu Yuli baik”

“Emang good, just maybe he was the same as me because of the frequent repetition of class” replied Dimas self-conscious.

“Gue never met Ms. Julia, a good person. At that time I was lost in the lecturer's toilet, the same he was appointed way home” said Bima did not connect.

“Bim, mending you focus gymnastics people aja” ketus Dimas rather keki hear interruptions Bima. So the habit of Bima if there are friends who are complaining, deliberately heated with stories or strange behavior that makes his friend even more upset.

“Lu equals Olivia how?” tanya Dimas suddenly changed the subject.

Varo's shoulders were raised, breaths were heard clearly from his nose, and after that Varo began to tell him everything. About the tragic story of Olivia's parents, about Johan, and about her feelings that begin to err each time she is near Olivia.

“Is it possible because I feel sorry for him?” ask Varo to close the story. Dimas narrowed his eyes, he pressed his hand forward towards Varo's chest.

“What the hell is lu?”

“Lu is not pity” Dimas bell, his expression looks very confident. “Lu has started liking Olivia”

“No way” replied Varo rejecting the statement, although deep in his heart he actually agreed with Dimas' statement. “Gue just knew him a month, there's no way I like”

“Olivia is your type right?” bima asked finally joined in, he sat on the bed next to Dimas and looked at Varo seriously. “Lu often say Olivia pretty”

“Beauty can't be a reason for me to like her. That doesn't make any sense. Many girls prettier than Olivia” says Varo is clearly lying. From the first meeting to this day Varo always told himself that Olivia was the most beautiful girl he had ever met.

In terms of physical Olivia is clearly at the top of the ideal Varo type. And in terms of personality, Varo must admit he is comfortable talking or interacting with Olivia. The girl seemed to be the perfect figure who always managed to make Varo behave like a fool.

Varo smiles for no reason even though Olivia just looks at him in silence, Varo tries to throw a joke to bring laughter on Olivia's face, and even the occasional Varo seemed to lose control of himself when Olivia was nearby.

But of course on the other hand his self-esteem is too high to just admit it. Just like now when Varo flatly rejected Dimas' statement but it actually contradicted his feelings.

“Olivia knows a lot about me, although I am confused as to what details. But every time I say 'you know a lot about me' Olivia will answer 'you're famous in High School.' Bizarre” story Varo then muttered slowly.

“Kalo it I agree sih” reply Dimas folded both his hands. “Lu may not feel that way, but for people outside your circle of friends, it feels obligatory anyway to know who you are. Because you are the center of the vicious circle”

“Gue is not the center, just wrong friends aj” snort Varo makes Dimas laugh.

When Varo High School and some friends call themselves a vicious circle. I don't know where the name is, but sometimes their behavior is really like a demon.

Bully.

It was one of those nicknames that Varo wanted to forget from his high school days.

Dimas knew Varo never bullied, he only occasionally vented his anger with a fight. But his circle of friends made Varo also got the nickname.

To Varo's friends back then, he was the center of them. Not because Varo is smart or accomplished, but because his father is a regular donor of the school foundation. For them the identity of Varo is strong enough to be 'back-up' in case of a problem.

Varo is the answer to why many victims of bullying their friends prefer to change schools rather than report to teachers. Especially for those who attend school using social scholarship foundation.

And Dimas is the only child to receive a social scholarship from the foundation who can finish his High School. Not because Dimas is smart to blend in or likes to throw jokes, but because Dimas is a good friend of Varo.

“Honestly, I want Johan, because he's an exkul physics kid, and their lab is close to the same geographia” children's room said Dimas seriously. “But I can't see who Olivia” is

“Olivia says she used to be tenth grade three”

“Secelf the same I dong. How can I not inget?” exclaim Dimas interested. Dimas is not the type to easily forget others, he can still even remember who his SD friends used to be, so it feels a bit strange because Dimas can not remember Olivia. Moreover, the fact that the girl is beautiful, should Olivia could be in the first order of memory Dimas memory about his high school friends.

“It is not important also” cut Varo when you see Dimas' forehead wrinkled confused. Varo seemed to be able to see a reflection of himself first when curious half-dead with the figure of Olivia and lost contact with the girl.

Olivia's.

A beautiful girl who always asks questions.

“Don't Olivia is the child who used to have her lunch sitting next to your table? who is often done Sandra” said Dimas never give up.

“That's mah Mely, uh what's Mega huh? Don't know me, forget”

“Bjak” maki Dimas.

“Olivia says she rarely goes to the cafeteria. Okay, enough, you don't have to think anymore. Just focus on your relationship with Sera” ketus Varo. Direct dimas sewot.

“Don't dimention, ntar more upset” chirp Bima hold a laugh from the side.

“Brush aja Dim, as long as the yellow janur has not curved means there is still a way”

“Sorry, I'm not a jerk like you” reply Dimas sewot. Varo grinned but made no attempt to defend himself.

“Weh eat yuk, I'm hungry. So want to eat salad” invite Bima stroked her distended stomach.

“Alah belagu lu dok-sokan eat salad, there is grass outside chew aja” grunt Dimas ketus, his phone reads a sign there is an incoming message.

...*****...

The sun had sunk from half an hour ago and the cafe lights lit up brightly accompanying Olivia sitting alone there, she seemed busy arranging flowers one by one into a round vase, the work that Sera should have completed from yesterday.

“Oliv” calls Johan unceremoniously taking a cupcake off the plate, he pulls a stool bar and sits down while chewing his cupcake.

“I'm not sincere you eat it” snorted Olivia. Johan grinned wide looking rather unconcerned.

“What's the flower?”

“Tai chicken” flowers

“Bunga” points Johan towards the flower and then moves on Oliva. “Tai chicken.”

Inevitably Olivia laughed amusedly, although sometimes Johan jokes sound crisp, but in fact such jokes are occasionally able to move the muscles of his lips to laugh.

“Which area?”

“Again Gegi streets” replied Olivia referring to a small dog belonging to Sera who every morning and afternoon should be invited to take a walk.

“Enak yes?” olivia asked with a big smile as Johan picked up the second cupcake. The man shook his head with an expression pretending to want to vomit, Olivia's hand immediately rose pinching Johan's shoulder tight.

“Sick tauk!” ketus Johan stroked his shoulder. “Ntar my shoulder joint is off”

“Bottom” reply Olivia nonchalant. Joan gave a short glance, chewing on her hard-earned pieces of cupcake.

“I same story Varo” said Johan opened the conversation. “About your past.”

Olivia's face immediately turned away, slightly displaying a tense expression.

“About accident you” explained Johan. Olivia's lips muttered indistinctly but her expression looked even more relieved.

“Why do you story?”

“Because I saw he was interested in you” replied Johan exactly as when Varo asked him. “you know that Varo already has a girlfriend?”

Olivia's hand held up her chin. His eyes stared deep into the ranks of the wall shelves from behind the bar table. Anker, carlsberg, san miguel, star.

“I plan to do swimming with Sera” said Olivia after muttering to read the name of the beer brand that was on the shelf. This time it was Johan who turned away, his expression slightly stiffened at Olivia.

“Yakin?”

“Yakin” nods Olivia looks confident. “Most if it fails, I drown”

“Oliv, kidding you ugly” reprimands Johan smooth.

Olivia's lips drew a small smile. He rested his head on the table while his eyes remained on Johan. “Kalo no you at that time.maybe I was dead.”.

Johan did not answer, but it is still fresh in his memory of the incident several years ago when Olivia fell into the school pool. At that time Johan had to bother lifting Olivia's body up to the edge of the pool, while the girl herself almost lost her consciousness due to drinking too much pool water.

“I learned to swim so I can peace with the past”

“Same victory Varo also includes peace equal past?” shoot Johan to make Olivia go silent. Olivia's fingers move in small circles on the table, a habit she always does when she doesn't want to answer someone's questions.

“Varo was my first love, but I almost died too because he” Olivia said after a long time they were silent.

“You still like Varo?” ask Johan suddenly.

“Like?”

“Or fall back in love?”

Olivia laughed but sounded stiff, the radiance of her eyes looking a bit smug but contradictory with her expression that wanted to show that Johan's words sounded like a sad joke.

“I'm crazy if I fall in love with bully” reply Olivia muttered.

“That person must have changed, Oliv” replied Johan.

“Physically yes, but from within enggak” geleng Olivia rejected Johan's statement. “You may grow beautiful or handsome, but the inside of you will never change. Because that part is the most real part of you. I never believed humans change, and even if they change, it's not possible that fast.”

Johan turned his face away from Olivia's intense gaze, his hand took out a bottle of mineral water and gulped for half.

“One last question....you hate Varo?”

Johan's small smile appears, he does not stare at Olivia but can still catch a hint of doubt on the girl's face. Olivia's words sound like she hates Varo, but her expression seems inconsistent.

“See, you can't even answer a simple question from me” Johan said. “Kalo hate, say. If you don't hate, say. If you want to reset everything from the beginning, say. You have me here who always supports you.”

Olivia was still silent without a sound. Johan glances at Olivia, their last meeting was two years ago when Johan was on holiday in England. Although Johan and Olivia spent a lot of time together since childhood, but still there are some parts of Olivia who until anytime can not understand Johan. Including matters of the heart. 

“So, I should hate Varo?” olivia's murmured sounded like she was asking herself. Johan was silent, he did not want to give any answer, because in the end only Olivia herself would find the answer to his question.

Trinng.

The sound of a cellphone notification makes Olivia and Johan both turn their faces back. There Dimas carried a box of mineral water, his expression relaxed, inversely proportional to the expression of Olivia and Johan who seemed surprised because the man entered without a sound at all.

“Eh, you both help me make mineral water into the freezer” peech Dimas without further ado.

Johan nodded straight up to help Dimas compose the mineral water into the freezer.

“Oliv don't bengong dong. Mama said I'm a girl when bengong afternoon-afternoon, ntar will be married to jin” scolded Dimas, her tone sounded bright, different from Olivia who can only be silent sculpting.

Slowly Olivia's surprised expression dissected, but a moment later her mind suddenly activated the brain's performance and issued a terrible question; since when was Dimas there?