Mr. Bully
Lonely - 2ne1

At one noon after the third day of UAS, the children's room looks full of rows of some students who just finished the exam or are waiting for the exam on the next schedule.

“Wess, really fast ya you on the matter of eating, a lazy training turn right” quipped Brandon the head of nature lovers when Dimas and Agung went into the room and without further ado directly took a slice of pizza.

“What the hell is this, tumben kok eating? Why did you choose governor?” dimas asked cuek chewed on a slice of pizza, he sat next to Varo who looked busy himself staring at the screen of the phone.

“Ngerayain girl Brandon again three months. Isn't that Bran? yesterday you showed the results of the test pack to me” cetus Bima haphazardly directly got a sharp shot from Brandon.

“Heh heh your mouth, I chili ya your mouth. Never happened to me to have my girl out of wedlock. Can stop my mother's heart in Medan” protest Brandon, Batak dialect is always out whenever feel threatened with ambiguous statements of his friends.

“Alah sokan bring mamak, you also if there is no me, 'just whatever you play everywhere” said Togar from the side.

“You! You're the one who used to mess with girls. My boyfriend is just one. You deserve to go to school***** you're right” snorted Brandon won't lose. The check between the two of course provoked the laughter of one room, quite entertaining to make everyone forget that thirty minutes are still on the exam schedule.

But of course not everyone laughs at the joke. Seemed in the corner of a creature with a black shirt looks being frayed. Yes, he is Varo, a human who has since just opened the lid of the home phone with a saturated expression.

Varo's sense of humor suddenly slumped far, especially since his meeting with Olivia some time ago. The memory of his memory that is not so good to remember the figure of another person actually recorded the figure of Olivia perfectly, making Varo had to repeatedly shout the word moron to himself because he did not have time to ask for Olivia's number. He looks like a hunter who lets his quarry wander freely through traps.

“Why are you breathing that way? asthma?” dimas asked in surprise because since then Varo just kept quiet without any intention to throw a curse like ordinary days. “Still thinking of that pretty girl from the club?”

“Olivia” correction Varo short.

“Yes that, whoever his name is” nod Dimas smiled amusedly seeing Varo like a frustrated person just lost something.

“Gue already nanya Rebeca, he to check the yearbook many times to squirm the name of our generation children who moved before graduating, he said, and there is no such thing as Olivia” Angga reports from the side showing the phone screen. There are many photos taken by Rebeca from the school yearbook and none of the students named Olivia or have elements of the name Oli and Via.

“Emang how many children of our generation moved?”

“He said twenty-plus”

“Buset the number of children who moved what want to wake up paguyuban?” Bima follow nimbrung

.

 “Emang pretty huh?” The family is getting interested. This was the first time Angga had seen Varo carelessly frustrated over a girl. Angga so curious as to what kind of figure Olivia who lately became a hot topic among them.

“Such beauty suer, sexy again. The complete package, like a Victorian secret model. Lose Arini, different jauuuh” replied Bima spirit.

“Ah lebay you, time anyway?” Angga is still skeptical.

“If it's that pretty why don't you ask for the number?”

“Because she is beautiful so I forgot” replied Varo briefly.

“The beauty is able to make you bego” added Bima.

For the last time Varo snorted and grabbed a bag and stepped out of the room, the next course exam would be held at two in the afternoon and he still had fifteen minutes before it was too late.

“Eh, but are you sure her name is Olivia?” asked Dimas as they walked down the main corridor of the campus.

Varo's forehead wrinkled confused. “Means you?”

“Lu sure her High School name is Olivia? no other name?”

“No idea, but she said her name was Olivia. Can anyone have multiple names?” ask the stupid Varo.

Dimas laughed amusedly. The handsome face of Varo was not necessarily showing the performance capacity of his brain. “Lu know whose real name Bima?”

“Sadeva Kaindra” replied Varo innocent trying to digest Dimas's intention, his forehead still wrinkled but a moment later his hand moved up patting his forehead forcefully. “Got stupid, I should have named her High School first”

“Actually more stupid when you do not ask for the number sih” said Dimas. Varo clucked into the elevator followed by Dimas.

“Lu want to come with me to Depok no, tomorrow?”

“Ngapain?”

“Street.”

Varo's shoulders were raised unconvinced. The street in Dimas's dictionary means a date with foreign girls who he knows where to go. “Which girl are you this time?”

“Bekasi”

“Why play it far to Depok?”

“Soalya the other child Depok.”

Varo spontaneously threw a look of amazement at Dimas who seemed indifferent pressing the elevator button.

“My laziness, the distance from Depok to Bekasi far away, feel again adventure” geleng Varo. They got out of the elevator and parted in front of their respective examination rooms.

“Varo, if you can't answer the exam, just relax I'm still a friend to repeat the next semester's class” said Dimas then entered the exam room.

Varo grinned, sometimes students are so, the level of optimism to repeat the course is much higher than optimism to graduate the course. The important thing is to be optimistic first, the contents of his optimism about what mah is a back business.

And after that when Varo stepped foot into the examination room, he quickly forgot everything, including the formulas he had learned last night. Even for a while Olivia's problem was removed first away.

...*****...

A week passed, two weeks passed, the UAS ended and a long holiday awaited. With Varo's leisurely steps whistling into the cost, his eyes stared nosyly at Dion, his senior-level senior working on something on the laptop.

“Woi boss, why you?”

“Regularly make love letters for lecturers.aka skripseeh”

“Well scription? I thought you'd resigned from campus.”

Dion grinned wide, he was already in the fourteenth semester, a semester where the opportunity to drop out of campus was huge. Varo fad glanced, seen Dion busy completing chapter one, his originally flat look suddenly somber when his brain was deadlocked to string word by word into a beautiful bouquet.

“Can-can be in college for up to fourteen semesters. Lu interns as a lecturer?” geleng Varo.

Even though Nando is the laziest man Varo has ever met, the slacker super title still belongs to Dion. Lazy to go to college, lazy to do the task, lazy to do the thesis, and maybe if without breathing can still live Dion will certainly be the first person to stop breathing.

Dion is the type of man who lives because he has already been born.

“Yes while there is still time to relax and parents are still rich, why quickly pass?” reply Dion cuek. “Part of yes college it's not about graduating on time, but about what you get when college”

“What did you get in college?”

“Nothing” replied Dion Cengegesan.

Varo sat on Dion's front couch taking off his shoes and throwing them into the room. Always so the defense of Dion every time discussing the problem of thesis and when to graduate, it is difficult indeed if undergoing college just because you want to avoid the ridicule of the neighbors, eighty percent filled with no intention of college, but not college, lazy college, and campus burn strategy let auto pass.

“Your title will be accepted?”

“Udah dong” replied Dion proud. After five changes to the title until insinuated by the supervisor, Dion finally can be proud to have started working on chapter one. “Gue it is not stupid, just less hockey just to get a good tutor”

“Ngerjain hard encryption not?”

“Depends”

“What?”

“Depends on how you can lecturer kayak. There are lecturers who pay attention to your writing details, but there are indifferent to your writing. Yesterday I got a detailed lecturer, the paper centimeter was measured using a ruler, it's crazy!” dion's Story.

“From a scale of one to ten, how difficult are you to master thesis?”

“Fifteen…..Five letters, ten according to the will of the random lecturer, Dion replied seriously. “Gue if he died in the middle of hissis not because I am confused about what to write, but because I am tired of my lecturer.” 

Varo laughs amusedly turning on his phone.

“Lu became an apprentice where?”

“Yogyakarta, at his cousin's lodging place Bima”

“Which area?”

“Kidul” Mountain

“Mountain dong? cold really means”

“No, on the beach kok”

“Lah said it was a mountain, continue now the beach. So which one is right?”

“Mounts inside the beach” replied Varo origin. Dion was again busy typing the fourth paragraph when an idea came to his mind.

“Neg. Together with Bima same Dimas.”

Once the UAS is complete, there is a three-month holiday, but because Varo is a child of the final semester then with very forced time off he had to spend for an internship - as a mandatory duty campus - in the coastal area of Gunung Kidul, Gunung, where Bima's cousin brother opened the inn business.

“Gue log in first” said Varo went into the room. He immediately lay on the bed as his mind wandered everywhere. Suddenly his phone rang loudly making the boy's consciousness back, he clucked read the name of the Son, the personal secretary of Amirah, his second brother.

“Why Pak?”

[This I] heard Amirah's voice from the tip making Varo regret raising the call. [Lu block my number huh?]

“Iya, out of you noisy” I'm honest Varo. There was a stiff laugh of Amirah from the other end of the phone.

[Unblock me, starting tomorrow I'm not in Indonesia, who knows I need you to call]

Varo's forehead wrinkled. “Lu where to go?”

[New York]

“Oh” reply Varo short, don't ask anything.

[Mom again has a problem with her husband and she needs a meeting. Bang Rava can not go there because it has to go to Singapore and if you do, you certainly do not want to]

“Lu already know that's your goal to call me so what?” ketus Varo is a bit unhappy with the nature of Amirah that is too convoluted when talking about something.

[Mama misses you, she wants to talk to you, but you always avoid]

“Tell me to mama is not just him doang that I did not talk to, papa also” ketus Varo sounds unconcerned.

Amirah took a deep breath, she was fully aware of the effects the divorce of both of their parents still imprinted on Varo's heart. His youngest sister grew up to be a cold person and did not care about anyone. But still, lately Amirah began to feel furious with the attitude of Varo who he thought was starting to get out of bounds.

[Lu can go home tomorrow? Amel's first birthday] said Amirah changed the topic of talking about their half-sister.

“According to you aja”

[Alvaro denger yes. You can hate papa, mama, or Mami Linda, but you can't hate Amel, he doesn't know anything] advice Amirah.

“Mami Linda? good name” said Varo made Amirah silenced.

“Udah ye I want to sleep, you if need to chat me aja, ntar I unblock if my mood is good” continued Varo calmly turn off the phone connection, and, heedless of the cries of Amirah and the calls that kept coming in. Varo then turns off the phone and closes his eyes, the conversation clearly shows his heart has slowly begun to numb to his family.

...*****...

Around the house Arini filled with guava trees, the fruit grows thick even to fall to the ground. The courtyard of the house was small, not comparable to Varo's, but it remained quiet as Arini's house was in a complex area away from the main highway.

Sreet. Varo pulls the window curtain of Arini's room to cover the direction of the sun and lies back on the mattress. Her eyes peeked with a small smile when she saw Arini coming out of the bathroom. The girl was wearing shorts and the white shirt was a bit transparent while talking about something that Varo did not really understand.

Varo fixed his eyes. He always liked the way Arini dressed like that, beautiful and sexy.

Not like Olivia.

Deg.

Varo's heartbeat skipped a beat, he immediately shook his head when for a moment Olivia's figure appeared in his mind. Funny, because their brief meeting was able to attract all the attention and memory of Varo.

“Why you?”

“Hah?”

“Geleng-geleng. Pain?”

“Ambeien”

“Ambeien in head. Your ass moved on the head?” arini's laughter grabbed the hair dryer and sat on the floor drying her hair.

“You really want to intern in Yogyakarta?”

“Hmm.”

Arini took off the hair dryer and looked back at Varo who was tightly hugging his roll. “I want to join”

“You're still fourth semester, why join? Mending you vacation, I if not because the internship is mandatory, I've skipped. Males”

“But if I miss how?”

Varo did not answer, he sat leaning back and gave Arini a code to sit on his lap. Varo's hand played the end of Arini's hair that was still half wet. The half-transparent white shirt faintly showed a beautiful scene from behind the cloth and as if screaming wanting to wake up the wild side of Varo.

“Yesterday when I went to the toilet with Ete, there was a girl who said you” Arini's story. “Say you are cute, so he wants to enter nature lovers. Guess who?”

Varo.

“Sekar”

“Oh dia...”

“You know Sekar?”

“Tau” nods Varo briefly, his hand moves to Arini's neck and with a slow but sensual motion rubs the sensitive part of the girl's outer skin, Arini bites her lips holding back her cravings that are slowly beginning to thrash.

“In introductory night I got a love letter from him.

“He gave you a letter? How dare he not know if you are my girlfriend?” arini's tirade was slow but occasional whimpering came out of her lips. “I think I have to masang photos of the two of us in the space of nature lovers, let everyone know you my girlfriend” continued Arini, his jealousy does sometimes like to cross the line.

Arini's eyes stared fixedly at Varo. Varo has everything Arini wants. Tall, cute, and the name that the guy bears, Wijaya. It might sound ordinary, but if the Wijaya in question is the owner of the Wijaya group, then enough is the reason for Arini not to let go of Varo just like that.

That guy is too perfect to walk away from Arini's life.

Varo's lips smiled faintly realizing Arini was looking at him in an adoring gaze, her hands pulled Arini's face slowly and gave a sweet kiss over the girl's lips.

Soft but demanding.

His hand stroking Arini's body part made the girl start to craze with a thumping feeling. Arini's eyes closed in return for Varo's kiss, he could feel the excitement and tickling sensation from Varo's lips.

The kiss was quite capable of bringing Arini to the peak of sensations that he could not explain. A happy feeling with bursts of passion filled Arini's chest. But when the feeling was about to develop further, at that very moment Varo pulled his face away.

Arini spontaneously bit her own lips in disappointment. He wanted more than that, but his brain clearly gave the order to keep him quiet waiting for Varo to take him away.

Varo is his girlfriend, but sometimes it's like a status without meaning. The guy always draws boundaries between himself and others, including Arini.

A thin border but able to make Arini understand that he does not yet have strong access to cross that limit. And because of that, Arini could only wait.

Waiting for Varo to start and end what he wants.

“That's a real makeover my girlfriend” praise Arini closed her disappointment by stroking Varo's hair slowly.

“Your cute looks make me so do not have the heart of you interning in a distant place. What if you were bitten by a crocodile?”

“Listen yes, I was an intern so accountant, not a wildlife keeper” reply Varo grinned wide.

Arini chuckles amusedly, she is happy. His expression became increasingly clear how much he adored Varo. From the beginning and since long ago, only Arini liked Varo. Arini pursues first, gives her heart, and unknowingly gets hurt by the guy. But Arini doesn't care, even though he knows Varo never once reciprocated Arini's feelings.

Therefore every night in his prayer, Arini always asked God, so that someday Varo will return Arini's feelings. Loving her is like the love Arini gave Varo.

However, there was one thing that Arini did not know. Varo accepts Arini, because he does not want to feel lonely.

“You want nginep? Mama, Papa just came back the day after”

“No, I promised to play PS with Bara” geleng Varo refused. Arini suddenly frowned leaning her face against the boy's shoulder.

“Three months it's lama” muttered Arini. “We call ya every night?”

“Depended” replies Varo makes Arini's face look up at him. “Depends on me mager or enggak”

“You mah! Girlfriend herself digituin”

“Kalo it depends I am tired or enggak” said Varo nyengir. Arini scowled with a bent face but did not want to get away from Varo.

Varo's phone is vibrating. The guy's forehead immediately wrinkled when reading the message from Bima.

Bima: Pak Putra is coming, nyariin you. He said he'd pick you up back home.

“I changed my mind” said Varo made Arini look up again. “I want to nginap.”

Arini's smile was wide. “It's how I asked Mbok Mirah to make lunch. You wait bertar ya here” said Arini cheerfully hurriedly stepped out of the room.

Varo smiled sweetly, but in an instant his expression changed once Arini's back disappeared. His finger typed in reply to Bima's message and after that he immediately turned off the phone, not wanting to be disturbed by anyone.

Varo : Tell Pak Putra I again adventure around Jabodetabek.