Mr. Bully
Sex, Drugs, Etc - Beach Weather

At three o'clock the next day, Dimas showed up at the cafe with a small lobe of fish.

“Oliv, said Kak Rangga, nitip bentar in the freezer” tell Dimas then out approached Johan who was arranging a chair under the new shady umbrellas.

“How many more umbrellas?”

“Two” replied Johan without seeing Dimas. “Dim, please hold.”

They put up umbrellas without much talking. Since the matter with Meysha, Johan had indeed become even more reserved. While Dimas is seen occasionally stealing glances towards Olivia who is chatting with Varo.

“Bimaaaa!!! Very funny sih” shouted Olivia when Bimas fad pulled loose pigtails and threw away.

“See aja if you ask to make coffee. I use tap water let you have stomach pains” ketus Olivia exasperated while Bima just laughs amusedly.

“Dim, I'm evil, your fingers I malu” reprimand Johan makes Dimas turn.

“Sorry-sorry” reply Dimas cengegesan.

When finished, the two then set the wooden chairs under the umbrella.

“Lu know Alexa?” tanya Dimas without pleasantries but successfully made Johan stop and look at him.

“Alexa son ten three, same class me”

“Lu know which name it is from?” ask Johan seriously.

“Gue denger Alexa has died” said Dimas did not ignore Johan's question. “Bener?”

“Why did you ask me?” johan asked to rearrange the chair. Dimas smiled faintly knowing Johan was dodging answering his question.

“Because of your best friend Alexa…..Or not?”

“Not lu” business

Johan snorted putting on the rough chair, his gaze on Dimas turning cold.

“Kalo Alexa really died..keep that who is it?” point Dimas right at Olivia. Johan did not turn away, his eyes fixed on Dimas, but this time his expression turned furious.

“Did I ask Olivia? Who's Alexa?”

Dimas's question successfully lures Johan's emotions out. Johan's hands spontaneously gripped Dimas's clothes firmly.

“Never dare you mention the name Alexa in front of Olivia” threatened Johan angry. 

Dimas' smile widened, in his heart he cheered because Johan was eaten by his bait. Now Dimas one hundred percent believes that Olivia is Alexa, the son who used to be bullied in school by a vicious circle.

“Pas I asked Alexa your best friend or not, you answer it is not my business. Now the same, I want nanya or not to Olivia, it's your business

“Dog!” maki Johan directly punched Dimas in the face making the man shocked.

Instead of retreating Dimas even stood back up to punch Johan. The fight between the two could not be avoided anymore, even though the sound of Nabila's screams was heard, not necessarily making the two immediately stop. They punched and kicked each other with all their might. Johan looked like a fidelity, his emotions that since yesterday he had been holding out just like that along with his fists, overwhelmed Dimas a little.

Both stopped when Rangga, Varo, Bima, and some cafe visitors pulled them away.

“Job!” Johan spit on the ground still looks emotional. His face turned to the side and found Olivia staring at him from a distance, the girl's expression pale with fear. Johan brushes Varo's hand from his arm. He turned back to step away.

“Johan..” call Olivia approaching.

“I want myself” said Johan slowly then passed away leaving the place.

“Bim, the Johan bantuin cepatin lebamnya” peech Rangga.

“No, brother, my ntar was strangled. Brother don't see the aura serem?”

“Ih Bima, yaudah here same me. Ntar if Johan giggles you, I giggled back” said Sera pulled Bima forcefully following Johan who went to the inn.

“You guys why suddenly fight? Though I had a good look aja” said Nabila astonished. “Sana treat your wounds”

“Obviously, land grab” reply Dimas jokingly then go into the cafe with Varo.

Dimas sat on the dining table chair, he slightly threw a clumsy look at Olivia who appeared with a P3K box.

“Lu both why the hell suddenly fight? I don't think there's any work after Varo took the P3K box from Olivia's hand and helped treat Dimas' wounds.

“Aww! Slowly dong! You hate it when I say!”

“Varo let me go, you please help Rangga in front of” said Olivia. Varo nodded then stepped out.

The atmosphere turned quiet, no one spoke between the two. From this close distance, Dimas could pay attention to the details of Olivia's expression. The girl was neither smiling nor angry, Olivia tended to look very calm, inversely from a few minutes ago when she stood up trembling to see Johan and Dimas fighting.

“What did you say to Johan?” asked Olivia when she finished compressing Dimas bruise.

“Hah?”

“What did you say to Johan until he got angry?” ask Olivia again. “Johan never hits people without cause.”

Dimas threw a doubtful look, he then sighed as Olivia still faithfully looked at him waiting for a response.

“I nanya..soal you” replied Dimas slowly once. “But the SMA version. Alexa.” One last word from Dimas made Oliva pause for a moment, he cleared the contents of the P3K box without saying anything. “I nanya Johan because I want mastiin if I'm not wrong people. Sorry if you are offended.”

Oliva looked up then faintly smiled.

“How are you?” asked Dimas when he could feel the atmosphere between them somewhat melting. “Long friends..”.

“As you can see. Okay, not good”

“You changed a lot, from outside”

“I diet hard for nurunin 100kg, now I only weigh 49kg” replied Olivia. “Your thick sunglasses where?”

“I'm using kalo work”

“Emang can you see?”

“Oliv, I am nearsighted, not blind”

“Ya cyrain.” Olivia laughed amusedly. “Usaha rice uduk mama how?”

“Udah open branch”

“Keren. My meal coupon appointment is still valid right?”

“What coupon?”

“When you say, if I buy rice uduk you a week in a row, I will get a coupon to eat rice uduk free at your mama shop” explained Olivia. “I ate rice uduk you one semester loh”

“Still inget aj” smile Dimas. “You can definitely get a free meal coupon, as a thank you because you have become a regular customer”

“It is precisely me who should thank you. Without rice uduk you, maybe every break I will starve” reply Olivia.

Dimas' smile slowly disappeared, knowing that Olivia was buying rice every day not because she liked it, but because Olivia avoided going to the cafeteria. Therefore, Dimas secretly often prepared rice with a different side dish specifically for Olivia.

“It must have been heavy for you. Sorry I did not sensitize the same difficulty you” said Dimas seriously.

“It's not your fault, so you don't have to apologize. It was purely my bad luck because I had to go to school there.”

Dimas stared fixedly at Olivia, he could feel at a glance there was a very sharp hint of hatred that emerged from the look on the girl's face.

“Keep now what's your plan?”

“Neither”

“Varo likes you” tell Dimas without further ado.

“Oh” reply Olivia nodded. Her lips smiling sweetly made Dimas feel a dilemma.

Dimas did not understand, the smile looked very sincere in his eyes, but the opposite when a moment ago Dimas saw a glimpse of a hateful streak emerging from Olivia's face.

“You like Varo?” tanya Dimas sounded cautious.

“According to you?”

“I think you hate Varo, but your attention to Varo is exactly the same contradictory statement I said earlier”

“And the conclusion?”

Dimas was silent, and so was Olivia. Both of them only look at the meaning and thoughts of each other.

“Dim, are you done yet? Brother Rangga call.”

The faces of Dimas and Olivia simultaneously turned away when Varo's voice rang out, he appeared with a large cardboard box containing Nabila's belongings.

“You what?”

“No tau” gel Varo put cardboard on the floor while Dimas stepped away. The sound of the spatter slowly becoming a torrential rain was heard. Olivia looked away from the window.

“You don't want to go ahead?”

“Enggak” shakes Olivia then turns on Varo. “You don't want to sit?”

“What do you think?” varo asked as he sat in front of Olivia, the girl's face turned away with a puzzled expression.

“Hah?”

“Your face looks like a heavy mind again. Worried about Johan, huh?”

Olivia just smiled a little in response, her hand propping up her chin on the table and staring at Varo.

“What is your favorite color?”

“Hah?” Varo looked up with a bloon look.

“What is your favorite color?” asked Olivia again holding an amused smile.

“Black”

“Favorite food?”

“Whatever's good in the mouth”

“Favorite places to visit?”

“Mount. I'm on campus a nature lover's son”

“Keren”

“Why are you suddenly nanya?” ask Varo wonder.

“Because I want to know about you” replied Olivia casually. Varo smiled leaning his chin on the table while still looking at Olivia.

“I think you know a lot about me”

Varo. “No problem” said calmly.

Varo's hand moved slowly touching Olivia's face. The girl did not refuse, she kept smiling sweetly even though Varo's finger stroked her cheek gently.

Varo used to think Olivia was the real form of every man's fantasy. She is beautiful, attractive, personality and physical. But now his assessment is different. Olivia is much more than a man's fantasy, it turns into opium, but that opium only goes for Varo.

Varo likes everything about Olivia. Olivia's story, her way of smiling, and giving attention as if only intended for a Varo.

Varo's fingers moved slowly down Olivia's face and stopped right on the girl's lower lip. Olivia's smile widened, her eyes showing that she clearly did not refuse if Varo kissed her now.

Varo's body was about to move forward, but Dimas's voice from outside made him stop.

“Varo! Help me get a rebuttal umbrella dong, a little fly! the wind is strong!” yell Dimas.

“Sial!” varo immediately pulled his hand away.

“Sana, you're ahead” said Olivia laughing amusedly when she saw Varo's irritated expression change on Dimas. 

...*****...

It rained all day, even when the time was already at half-eleven in the evening, plus the sound of lightning was heard thundering loudly from outside.

Varo was in Olivia's room, his eyes staring at the interest in all corners of Olvia's neatly arranged room. In the corner of the room was a long small table with various types of books, paintings, and bracelets made by Olivia herself. The existence of objects on the table made Varo sure that Olivia has a high interest in the art world.

On a whim, Varo picked up Olivia's sketchbook and looked through its contents. Various places painted details complete with names and dates, a sign that the place was once visited Olivia.

“What are you doing?” Olivia's voice rang out along with the door of the room opened.

“You made this alone?” ask Varo without turning away. Olivia stepped closer sitting beside Varo.

“Prambanan” point Olivia at unfinished prambanan sketch. “This is the only place I've never been to, but there's already a sketch here. I'm squirming from internet.”

Varo stared fixedly at the sketch, but only briefly and after that his face turned to Olivia.

“Why not go? Don't have time? Want me anterin?”

“Enggak” geleng Olivia. “I don't want to go there.”

Varo put the sketch and then propped his head up on the table.

“You remember live in a first-class kid ahead of a third-grade try out?”

“Hmm. Live in Yogyakarta” nods Varo.

“Last day live in. We're going to prambanan. But I didn't come, I stayed at the inn” Olivia told me. “Johan is sick, do not join live in”

“Only because of it?”

Olivia shrugs off. “I'm awkward near many people.”

“Now still awkward?”

“Entah…..But I feel good when I meet you, Dimas, Bima”

“I should feel proud because it means you are comfortable near me” replied Varo happy to hear Olivia's answer.

Varo's hand lifted up and touched Olivia's hair, her finger slowly moving pasting a strand of hair behind the girl's ear. Both were silent, looking long. Varo's face moved closer. Slowly but surely Varo put his lips on Olivia's lips.

At first it was just an ordinary kiss, but then it slowly turned into a desire that made Varo like he could no longer hold himself back. Varo's body moved to lead him and Olivia to the edge of the mattress without legs. He continued to kiss Olivia until Varo could feel a slight pressure on his chest. Olivia pushed him away.

“I can't breath” Olivia looks down making Varo smile.

“Maaf” whispered Varo kissing the top of Olivia's head.

“Udah want twelve o'clock, you don't want to sleep?” ask Varo without permission to lie on Olivia's bed.

A footless mattress that was not too big, might only fit one person, but Varo did not care. Ever since his job helped Rangga finish and the rain kept falling, Varo was completely reluctant to return to the inn. He prefers to spend time with Olivia in the girl's room.

“Sini,” pat Varo on a small section nearby. Oliva clucked but followed the boy's will.

“You don't want to go back? Ntar Bima nyariin.”

Varo's head shook his head, without hesitation his hand pulled Olivia closer and hugged the girl tightly.

“Still raining”

“There's umbrella”

“Petir”

“Turn running.”

Varo grinned slightly looking down at Olivia in his arms.

“Beauty..” whispered Varo stroking Olivia's cheek.

“Geli” Oliva's laughter slightly distanced his face.

“We look like who?”

“Mama. The only thing I inherited from papa is black hair” replied Olivia. “Whose you yourself look like?”

“Little time looks like mama, but now many say it looks like papa. Because of this” points Varo on both of his eyebrows.

“I like your eyebrows. If you are a girl, you must be very beautiful”

“How can I look now?”

“Oke” replied Olivia doubtful. Varo is handsome, but it's hard for him to admit that.

Varo laughing. “This is the first time anyone has said I look okay”

“Normally?”

“Cakep, interesting..”.

“You always live surrounded by compliments huh?” olivia's Laughter.

“You too right? You must have been bored by people saying you are beautiful” reply Varo.

Olivia took a breath, but her smile did not disappear. His fingers rose and tapped slowly on Varo's chest.

“Your parents like how?”

Varo was silent for a moment then replied hesitantly. “Mama...okay?..entah, I do not inget”

“Papa?”

“Hard. We often fight” replied Varo. “I've almost fooled the same son of papa's business friend. I refused, papa was angry, Kak Amirah was crying, I was slapped, and I stopped from home” continued Varo summarizing his life story as short as possible.

This was the first time someone other than Angga and Dimas knew the summary of the details of Varo's life story. He never opened up or told anyone.

When in a relationship, even now with Arini though. Varo didn't tell me much about himself. He listens to the story of Arini and others but then draws the line for the story from himself.

“How long have you not been home?”

“I occasionally go home if for example my brother comes, or if there is a family event that requires me to come. The rest I prefer to play PS with Bima”

“Then I met mama?”

“New York...mauh” replied Varo slowly. “Angga always said 'have the mama guarded,' but I feel hard to keep my mama, because from the beginning the mama who chose to take me off. If I could do what?”

Olivia was silent for a moment then said quietly, “heart you are too far away.” Varo fell silent, completely unwilling to reply to Olivia's words. “I hope you're okay, whispered Olivia, making Varo's heart warm.

Varo's fingers moved rubbing Olivia's lower lip, there was a sense of affection that was difficult to explain whenever she saw the way Olivia looked at her.

“Can I kiss?” ask Varo slowly.

“Emang if I refuse you will recede?”

Varo gave a small laugh while shrugging his shoulders, his hand then pulled on Olivia's nape and kissed her lips. Slowly and carefully, as if Olivia's lips are made of clear glass that is easily broken. Gentle movements of her lips seemed to want to tell Olivia how much liking Varo had kept in her heart especially for the girl. 

In the middle of their kiss, Varo seemed to lose his mind. This kiss was no longer just a kiss of affection, Varo wanted Olivia. He wants Olivia to be his own, without anyone who can remove the existence of the girl from him.

Funny, because Varo is always free to choose anyone to be around. But now his gaze on Olivia shows his helplessness in a stroke of meaning that wants Olivia completely for herself.

Varo got up from his position and looked at Olivia who was locked under him. The feeling of his gulping was gone when his eyes looked at Olivia's face.

“I won't do more than this” Varo whispered once more but it was contradictory when one of his hands took off his shirt. In his heart, Varo cursed himself because his words were inversely proportional to his feelings.

Varo swears he wants Olivia more than this.

...*****...

Varo muttered softly a little uncomfortable. The area of movement is limited because their beds are only devoted to the size of one adult. But even so, Varo still did not want to get out of it. His eyes looked at the back of Olivia who was still wearing full clothes, while he was only wearing pants while his shirt was a bit away from the mattress.

Chilly.

Varo tightened his arms and hid part of his face from behind Olivia's back neck.

An hour ago, Varo lost to Olivia, who pushed her away. ‘I now already know to what extent you can control yourself’ kekeh Olivia triumphantly.

Varo can't do more, he wants Olivia, but on the one hand his affection for the girl makes him choose to hold back. Varo doesn't want Olivia to get hurt because of her attitude.

The sound of the cell phone was heard breaking the silence from between them. Varo clucked softly as Olivia's body moved in search of her phone and picked up a phone call from someone.

“Who?” varo whispered as Olivia finished speaking.

“Friends. Ask for the research file group” replied Olivia, her voice still sounds a little hoarse.

“Send it tomorrow aj” Varo sulks when Olivia gets up and picks up her laptop.

“Again sesami. You continue to sleep aja” said Olivia turned on the laptop looking for files requested by her friend.

Varo nodded lazily but did not close his eyes. He silently watched Olivia sitting leaning against the wall. Varo realizes this situation makes him look like he is obsessed with Olivia, as if every move Olivia has to be neatly stored in his sense of sight.

The quiet atmosphere of the room was again disturbed when the incoming message sounded from Varo's phone many times.

“Varo no chat” let Olivia pick up Varo's phone that was near her feet. “From Arini.”

Olivia's words made Varo's body suddenly like an electric shock. He did not say anything but his hand outstretched to pick up the cell phone Olivia gave him.

Dozens of messages coming from Arini made Varo grimace. Arini was angry, she was annoyed with Varo's attitude lately.

At a glance, Varo glanced at Olivia, the girl's expression looked calm staring at the laptop screen. But it just makes Varo feel guilty as well as a dilemma.

Arini's boyfriend, but she likes Olivia. Slowly Varo realized Dimas' words were true. He must either complete one of his relationships or will lose both.

And this time Varo chooses to finish his relationship with Arini without involving Olivia. Varo is determined not to lose Olivia.