Mr. Bully
Strawberries & Cigarettes - Troyen Sivan

“Sekelah New York still there becek” grunts Rava avoid puddles. He slashed his shoes on the floor and then entered a cafe followed by Varo who whistled softly from behind.

“Racain local coffee from NTT isn't?” rava asked as he sipped the coffee of their order. “The coffee taste is strong, I like it. We are going to NTT” sometime

“Make coffee?”

“Yoy. You've never had a freshly ground coffee, have you?”

Varo grimacing. Sometimes Rava's love for coffee cannot be tolerated by Varo. Wherever they go Rava will always take the time to stop at the coffee place. Whether a cafe, coffee shop, or sidewalk coffee, all have been tried Rava.

“Thy old, I want to open coffee garden”

“Set Brother Lindia every morning pounding coffee, so?”

“Kalo he wants, I do hayuk-hayuk aj” cengir Rava. “By the way, I've read your proposal. I liked. But I want you to work first”

“Office work? So accountant?”

“Iya, in the company I” nods Rava. “Lu can't be the boss right away. Moreover, this is your first business. You have to do work from below, so you can understand what you have to do and what you should not do when you have big responsibilities.”

Varo nodded in agreement. Rava is very experienced in the business world and the guy never sees anything subjectively, therefore there is a pride in Varo when Rava says he likes his business proposal.

For about an hour, the two engaged in serious talks. Street lights from outside the cafe one by one began to light up brightly, Varo's face turned a glance when a group of girls entered the cafe.

“Ngeliatin what are you?” rava's reprimand turned away. “There is a beautiful tuh, meet gih” acquaintance

“Which one?”

“Light blue skirt.”

Varo's forehead creased a glance towards the girl Rava meant. “Your eyes are fast ya bang. I did not pay attention to”

“Before there Lindia, my eyes more sat set sot, was wes wos”

“Now just wos wos wos” ledek Varo.

After that the two then went from the cafe, down the crowd of people who passed by.

“Singgah berta, I have an appointment to see you” said Rava when their step closer to the center of luxury product stores. Rava turned to a jewelry store that read Leopard. Their arrival was greeted by an Asian-faced woman who bowed her body, she looked like she was waiting for Rava's arrival since. The two then spoke, while Varo chose to look at the painting hanging on the wall.

“Mr. Wijaya.”

Varo turned away, a middle-aged man in a quite eccentric dressing style walked over to Rava. Varo, Hiron, a well-known designer of Leopard owners who has just stumbled into an affair controversy.

“Gue don't know if your circle of friendship is like a bang” whispered Varo.

“He was the same Lindia” replied Rava, both of them followed Hiron bringing them into the VIP room.

Hiron spoke at length, he was flattered by Rava's arrival, making him specifically come from Paris only to meet Rava. Varo grimaced, not understanding how much influence Rava was able to make Hiron come to see the man.

“This, your order” said Hiron with a strange English dialect. He offered a ring with a red diamond.

“Lu now like to wear luxury ring bang?” ask Varo know the price pergram red diamond is not cheap.

“By-by make Lindia”

“You must have made salah”

“Ball gambling knowledge”

“Not often gambling?”

“But this time the bet takes ownership of my stake in Unilever. How Lindia does not ramble-ngamuk” explained Rava kalem. Varo laughed and got out of there.

Varo chose to pay attention to the entire room. Half of the walls of the room are covered in brown bamboo with clear white shelves. There are three of the longest expensive paintings on the right side of the wall and a painting called Garcon A La Pipe by Pablo Picasso, a painting Olivia once showed off her tabbed screen. Varo didn't understand, it should have been in a museum instead of hanging on the walls of Hiron's VIP room.

“Pull on something?”

Varo turned, Hiron stood beside him with a wide smile. “This painting is nice”

“Thank you. This painting is by Pablo Picasso”

“I know. Someone once showed me this painting. I thought this painting should be on the muse****um.”

Hiron laughed “Picasso painted this when he was twenty-four years old and resumed his painting while France was in a period of roses. I always felt this painting was special, so I wanted to keep it to myself. I don't like what many people see.

Varo nodded but was not so interested in discussing the painting any further. Unless Olivia is standing next to her and talking at length, she will probably listen to the girl until morning.

“You want to show me something interesting?” tawar Hiron nodded at one of his employees who was behind a long glass table.

“What is this?” tanya Rava was interested in the dark blue colored stone.

“Sapphire blue's. This stone has a special meaning” said Hiron looks very proud. The two people in front of him were included in the ranks of people who deserved to see the step object he had.

Rava may not be very fond of fancy ornamentation, but he is the type of person who is willing to spend a lot of money after a gram of step stones for Lindia, and Hiron is sure his sister is not much different.

“Honesty and commitment. Sapphire blue gives a calming effect.” Hiron smiled faintly, he could see there was interest from Varo's gaze on the blue sapphire.

“Lu want to take?” asked Rava to turn.

“Emang you want to take another bang?”

“Ngak. I was caught gambling once, ntar if caught again, I just bought” Laughter Rava.

“What this stone can be set into a necklace?” asked Varo, Hiron nodded.

“You want special shape?”

“Tiger lily”

“I think this will be special for you. I'll give you some special necklace designs for you” Hiron's smile noted something on the white paper.

“Lu want to thank whom?” rava asked when they got out of Leopard.

“What?”

“That necklace if it's done, you want to give to whom?” reload Rava curious.

“Istri” replied Varo briefly made Rava laugh.

“Home sweet home my brother!” Bima shouted loudly welcoming the arrival of Varo. He hurriedly helped pull the suitcase and unceremoniously unpacked the goods looking for souvenirs for himself.

“Lu all the way from New York just bring onions?” ketus Bima saw a plastic package containing onions.

“That's Kak Tigor's order. Said he missed eating New York onions. If you want, take it. I bought a lot” explained Varo relaxed

“Ngak ah! Time away from New York I was fed onion” ketus Bima directly sitting on the sofa without tidying up all the items he unloaded.

The atmosphere of the boarding school is rather quiet because other children are on campus taking the final semester exam. Varo sits on the sofa and stretches his body.

“New York how? Asik?”

“Asik. Ragunan has not moved” replied Varo. Bima giggled her face away as the boarding door opened wide, Ray and Dimas entered.

“Varoooo!!! Are you home, son? I think I've forgotten the way home” shouted Ray happy without further ado to open the contents of Varo's bag.

“No need to run, he just brought onion” said Bima immediately made Ray take off Varo's bag and sit on the sofa.

“Far from New York bring onions!” ketus Ray coed. “Tau that I do not need to return the cost quickly. Where was I refused to invite Sisil to eat together again!”

“Lu mending bring my suitcase into the room, out of it I bought eat” said Varo.

Ray and Bima immediately jumped down carrying things to the room and arranged neatly. Varo looked up, glimpsing at the contents of his room from outside.

“Gue look around my room like a dog kennel ya” comments Varo.

Varo deliberately left the room key to the boarding boy because his computer is often used to play games.

“Oh it mending. Last week, your room was like a titanic carcass. The walls have moss, fish have swam here and there. Yesterday there was a celebration of marine animals even, circumcision hippo” said Dimas.

“Lebay lu Dim!” yelled Bima out of the room. “This room is clean. Last night Bang Tigor”

“Your room is often used dating Bang Tigor. He said it's good if you want to do anything, because it's soundproof” added Ray.

Varo snorted, regretting leaving the room key on the boarding boy. It is better to leave it to Mang Ali to clean every day.

“Where do you eat us? Can I choose where to eat?” ask Bima spirit. Varo nodded and unmitigated Bima directly chose the four best seats in a Korean restaurant.

“Tumben really Bim you want to eat at a Korean restaurant. Kan Wibu usually fights the same Kpop” said Dimas astonished as they sat sweetly in Chung Gi.

“Gue again deketin Floren” said Bima somewhat dodged when a female waitress put embers into the grill and started helping them burn beef.

“Floren who?” ask Varo.

“Children of law school, semester four. He just entered last semester when you took a leave of absence. Beautiful, sexy, smart, my type is really. After weeks of struggle to beat the charm of Brandon, I became the first person to join Floren Jalan”

“Terus?”

“Floren kpopers, love to eat at Korean restaurants. So as a good guy, I will try to get into the duniannya”

“Terus Floren want to enter your world?” shoot Dimas instantly made Bima silenced, he grabbed the red lettuce on the plate and chewed slowly. His friends spontaneously laughed, knowing Bima's love was clapping one hand.

“Sometimes you don't need to turn your back on your kayak gini business, especially if he doesn't struggle like you. If he loves, of course by itself you will nyatu” advice Ray.

“Lu before here to snack first huh?” cynical Bima once again dodged when the waitress lifted the rest of the goods from the grill.

Ray grunts. “Sok-sok dodge, usually also embers chewed”

“Nyinyir mulu lu kayak Aunt Reni”

“Who else Aunt Reni? Lots of lu” acquaintances

“My neighbors who have their hobbies falling apart every day

neighbors buy new items” replied Bima kalem.

They spend an hour more to eat, Bima several times ordered meat looks like a person who five years fasting meat.

“Why Dim? Lu sirik does not have a big cache like me?” ask Bima cuek. Dimas grinned wide chewing the rest of the onion from the top of the plate.

“Where have this been?” ask Ray for a satiety.

“I don't know, I want a cigarette. My mouth asem” replied Dimas pulled out a package from a small bag he was carrying. “Nih, shipped a week ago. From love lu.”

Varo took the parcel Dimas gave him. There is a letter of address of Rangga lodging. He opened slowly while his three friends were curious. A sketchbook belonging to Olivia that he had seen the contents. Just as before the first page was filled with paintings of various places the girl had visited.

“Original, this girl is wrong majored. Why enter the economy when pinter image” decak Dimas amazed.

“Which girl? You've all seen girls at interns? Lest that's the reason you suddenly broke up with Arini” asked Ray curiously. Rumors Arini and Varo broke up have been there since last semester, but the cause is still confusing.

“There's a girl, her name is Olivia. Previously met Varo at the club, continue to meet again at the internship place, like destiny” explained Bima spirit.

“Cakep?”

“From top to bottom amazing”

“Ah time anyway?” Ray is skeptical, sometimes Bima hyperbole when explaining something.

Bima nods trying to convince Ray while Varo looks unconcerned. Varo's thinly smiling lips opened each sheet of Olivia's sketchbook. There are some new sketches, until then Varo's hand stops at a sketch that makes him confused.

“Wow...” murmured Dimas when sheet changed on a sketch.

Varos.

Olivia secretly fills the last page of her sketchbook with Varo's face from various moments. When Olivia first sees Varo at the club, their second meeting at the cafe, Varo sits in front of Olivia while first working on the financial statements, Varo sits near the beach when for the first time he pours his heart out to Olivia, Varo who finds Olivia in the crowd of Malioboro, Varo who is once again sitting on the beach, and the, and when for the last time Varo left Olivia's room in their separation before the boy's departure to New York.

Olivia remembers all those moments in detail. He remembered and spilled all his emotions on top of the sketchbook.

“Sleep well..” murmured Varo read a small text at the end of the book. His feelings are increasingly raging not karu-karangan, he wants to immediately go to Yogyakarta right now, meet Olivia and finish what is still stuck between them.

Since yesterday Varo continues to imagine what their meeting will be like.

Will Olivia still hate him?

Or will Varo have a chance to start over?

“Udah you are afraid, now we go home. I sleepy nih” Bimas matches evaporate wide breaking the silence between them.