Mr. Bully
Perfect - Ed Sheeran

Varo's eyes repeatedly glanced towards the wall clock, the minutes to lunch hour seemed to run very slowly. Today is Friday, the day that Varo has an additional task to take care of the financial records of the cafe owned by Rangga managed by Nabila.

“Data capture you've entered into excel right?” ask Varo to reassure.

Dimas nodded with a face. Almost a week during work and the two of them can only be trapped in the room with Dina, the finance staff. Much different from Bima and Johan who are in charge of helping the operational part of the inn, making the two men can freely go to and fro.

“Mbak this is it?” ask Varo to Dina.

The middle-aged woman double-checked and nodded. “Udah, this is real. Thanks ya”

“What do you want to eat for lunch?” dina asked pleasantries when she saw that the clock was twelve o'clock in the afternoon.

“I skip mbak, want to go to Kak Nabila” replied Varo.

“Loh said Rangga after your new lunch there?” Dina threw a look of astonishment, especially when she saw Varo hastily tidying his desk.

“He wants to ngecengin mbak girl, so quickly go” said Dimas.

Dina's eyebrows shot up. “Whose name? Margot? Be careful that's her boyfriend Rangga”

“Not mbak, same employee” beber Dimas without brake, Dina laughs amusedly let Varo out of the room while he then checks Dimas' work.

Varo's feet lightly stepped down the path to the cafe. Varo never felt this excited in his life just because he wanted to meet a foreign girl. Varo's gaze was occasionally directional staring at the coastline that stretched far away. The inn was not too crowded, maybe because it had not entered the holiday time, but some people had passed by to snorkel since this morning.

“Varo have eaten?” tanya Nabila greeted Varo and answered with an innocent slab. “Oh if that's in aja, there happens to be Olivia again eating. You guys just eat together, ntar out it just I give you see the financial report”

“Yes, thank you, replied Varo trying hard to hide his big smile and step foot into the door next to the bar table.

Varo was quite amazed to realize that the inside of the place was not as small as it seemed. From behind the door there is a cafe kitchen and next to the kitchen shelf there is a dark red curtain that connects the kitchen with the residence of Nabila.

“Varo” calls Olivia say hello first, she is seen eating while reading something from her laptop screen. “Ngapain you here?”

“Ngurus workan”

“Oh” replied Olivia briefly then pointed towards the seat in front of her. “Yaudah, sit down, why are you standing there?”

“I was told to eat with Sister Nabila” replied Varo clumsily sitting in front of Olivia.

“Kalo so consider it your own home, so please independently serve yourself” said Olivia smiled sweetly.

Varo is a little misbehaved. In Varo's eyes, Olivia's smile made her face twice as bright.

“What college did you major in?” asked Olivia to open the conversation.

“Accounting. You?”

“Economy”

“Di Yogyakarta?”

Olivia shakes. “English, right since the second grade rise of SMA I moved there”

“Keep you here to meet parents?”

“Neg. My parents have died since High School, so I moved”

“Sorry, I don't know”

“No problem” reply Olivia lightly. “I'm here to see my foster grandmother first. I'd like to see Kak Nabila, he's my cousin.” 

Varo nodded in understanding then devoured his food in silence. Occasionally his eyes traced the contents of the room, all minimalist and dominant with pink and black. The most interesting thing is the window next to them right leads to the surfers and the ocean.

“You used to High School time in what class?”

“Ten-three”

“Wali Class Bu Netty?”

“Iya, who likes to wear menor make-up, continues if the afternoon make-up fade it like oil” paint, Olivia answered remembered the figure of Mother Netty, the most eccentric teacher at High School.

“Wali your class Babe right?” ask Olivia. “I inget, you used to be with some of your friends once dried under the flagpole because of the class table matahin.”

Varo almost spouted the water he was drinking. Her expression grimaced, not expecting Olivia to still remember the embarrassing incident that even Varo had almost forgotten.

At first grade High School, Varo belongs to the ranks of good and obedient children. But once he knew his friends, he changed. They used the study table as a hospital bed for Radit, one of Varo's friends who was notoriously mischievous until the teachers got tired of giving him advice. It's an empty lesson hour and Radit plays a hit-and-run patient, while Varo and his friends become doctors pushing the study table where Radit lies outside the classroom. Of course the study table was broken because it was unable to hold Radit's body.

The incident happened right in front of Babe, the school's fierce taskmaster.  And since then, Varo and his friends have officially marked themselves as troubled and misbehaving students.

“You know what?”

“Remember, you will often make ” replied Olivia. “You if you don't make a tantrum once, the trees in the school immediately arid”

“Bener anyway. But you know what? when I passed, Bu Endang's face was very happy” kekeh Varo called the name of the teacher BK who became the sworn enemy of his group first.

“You are already like a VIP member of the BK room, there must be a thing that makes one of you settle in the BK” room reply Olivia to her own smile.

“Whose SMA time is the same?” ask Varo.

“Johan”

“Doang?”

Olivia nodded. “Why?”

“Ngak papa's. Just I can't sip your face” I'm Varo honest. It feels a bit strange, because no matter how hard Varo tries to recall his High School days, there is no picture of what Olivia was like.

“Yeah I guess why” laughs Olivia amused. “Not a problem if you don't remember. Everyone must have changed, my face now and then is different. I also rarely leave class, understandably still a first-class student.”

Varo finally nodded, he undoes the intention to ask in more detail. After all, from the conversation had already proven that they had been in the same High School. Besides what good is Olivia pretending to be Varo's schoolmate?

“You can surf?” olivia asked as she saw some people running towards the beach waves from the window where she was sitting.

Varo. “You?”

“I can't swim,” laughs Olivia. “Boro-boro surfing, swimming aja kelelep”

“Never les swim?”

“Guman once, discharged it lazy. I'm traumatized, because once fit again swimming training there's a pee boy in the corner of the pool”

Varo laughs. The story tickled her ears, even though Olivia's expression was flat, a sign she wasn't telling a joke.

After that, they chatted at length, about anything. Varo looks happy every time he hears Olivia's story. The girl seemed to have a strong magnetic field that was able to attract the muscles of Varo's mouth to keep smiling brightly. Within a few hours Olivia's movements had managed to attract the attention of Varo fully focused on him.

Varo's interest in Olivia grows larger every time the girl is silent and shows interest in Varo's words, a sign that Olivia is a good listener as well as a pleasant interlocutor.

“Varo you work here aja, outside again crowded, ntar you even do not focus anymore” said Nabila suddenly entered submit a laptop and financial statement notebook to Varo.

“No I want to teach you how to enter data into excel?”

Nabila. “No need, no papa, and you even more bother”

“Nggak papa kak, yesterday Kak Rangga asked about”

“I asked tajarin Rangga aja” reject Smooth Nabila.

“That you do not need to make. Kak Nabila wants to be alone with Kak Rangga, do not you teach, ntar they have no topic to meet. Aren't you brother?” seductive Olivia prank makes Nabila smile embarrassed and then immediately back to the front.

“You work. I won't talk to you until you're done” said Olivia.

Varo focuses on tweaking Nabila's financial statements. The task is simple, just record all the daily income and expenditure transactions and monthly cafes to excel. But still his work requires more concentration so as not to enter the wrong numbers.

“Nih coffee. Let's not sleepy squirming the figure” said Olivia suddenly put coffee on the table. Varo looked up and smiled.

“Thanks. You know I've started sleepy” replied Varo pleasantries. A moment of feeling flowery, but quickly pushed away.

Maybe indeed the person is caring, inner Varo does not want to be too quick to assume.

“Ck!”

Varo's face looked up again when he heard Olivia's voice. The girl's forehead wrinkled up a sign of being annoyed at something. Unknowingly Varo's smile expands from behind his coffee glass.

“Why are you smiling? Again think of the non-no?” accuse Olivia of looking up and finding Varo looking at her with a big smile.

Varo then choked on his own coffee and looked wrong. He just shrugged in response then pretended to refocus on his work, although Varo had to bite the tip of his lips to hold back a smile.

A flash of memory appeared in Varo's mind. He looked back at Olivia, but this time with a serious expression.

Olivia frowned confusedly. He was silent, a sign trying to remember what Varo said. A minute later Olivia's smile broke out, her hands moving up to support her chin. 

“Where do you want to eat?” 

...*****...

“Be the two of you on the first date tomorrow?” ask Bima. Varo threw a haughty expression in response. “Gokil lu, can naklukin a beautiful girl like that” praise Bima amazed.

“How's arini? Okay?” quip Dimas.

“Good, how? Want to be pitted against you?” answer Varo cuek.

Dimas grinned widely knowing that almost a week this Varo unwittingly began to forget the existence of Arini. Varo who initially did not care much, now became increasingly unconcerned.

Varo no longer cares about what Arini is doing, what Arini wants, or even the news of Arini. Varo also rarely tells Arini, as if he really wants to keep his distance and away.

Someone here has pulled himself away from the real owner.

“According to you Olivia how?” tanya Dimas pulled her seat closer to the campfire. He lit a cigarette waiting for Varo to answer his question.

“Good. I like girls well” replied Varo briefly. A smile implied etched from the look on his face.

Since the incident forgot to ask for Olivia's number, Varo had hoped that they would be reunited and then the curiosity of Varo to Olivia would disappear. But he was wrong. In this place, when the two of them accidentally meet again, Varo's mind continues to issue thousands of questions about Olivia, making Varo want to know Olivia more deeply. He did not even want to stop until his curiosity and question were answered.

“Tau no? Your face is clearly visible indicating you are fed up with your own relationship” said Bima.

“Yes how, every phone argument mulu. You two like again the presidential debate know not?” add Dimas. Bima laughs amusedly. If the business mocks Varo, the two men are experts.

“Gue is actually males, just my girl like a fighting hobby, so yaudah I ladenin”

“Lagain I look around, you like not

very similar to Arini. How can you date? I used to be surprised to hear that you already have a new boyfriend, but not long ago broke up from Siska. Where I'm in chat mulu again Siska, so the place vent. Lu who has a relationship, even I who bothered” read Bima chatty.

“Arini shoot me” replied Varo casually make Bima gawk for a moment.

“Lu know Dim?” Bima's face turned towards Dimas who nodded. “Kok I have never been told?”

“Because you never nanya” said Dimas amused, Bima snorted.

“He shot you? Keep you receiving?”

Varo lit a cigarette and looked at Bima in wonder. “Tau why do we often say the opportunity you make on DO campus is very large?”

“Iya, because I often skip class” nod Bima innocent.

“Neg. Not that” trinket Varo. “Our opportunity to make in DO from big campus because you often ask stupid” questions

“According to you aja Bim. If Varo does not accept, where maybe they are dating now,” Dimas laughter makes Bima grin shy.

“Arini baper same Varo. Because often escorted home when the panic first” story Dimas. “When that time I have said, 'be careful, Varo crocodile' eh often dicie-ciein Great. Arini's a real baper, she asked me for advice. So yeah, he shot”

“Job Emang Agung. Mouth she smells like careless soul mate-maki” maki Bima ketus. “Thus why do you often take him home?”

“Oh it...for the committee” replied Varo smiling amusedly. “Then Arini is the chairman of the fund, he's a new kid and must be stressed to face the organization's children who are missing funds. Brandon nugasin me, somehow Arini can not come out until the event is finished. You know it's hard to find a replacement for the chairman of the fund?”

“And you make way; give him attention?”

“Yes. Let him not come out”

“Lu jerk” maki Bima ketus. “But you don't have the same taste as him. Why do you accept?”

“Because Arini was the first girl who dared to shoot me. Also, I was empty at the time, so I accepted. The problem is where?” ask Varo casually.

“Awas, you both got karmas” decak Bima dabbled to see the two friends were alternating. Dimas and Varo may have many differences in nature, but if for the affairs of women, for Bima, the irritation of Dimas and Varo is not much different.

Dimas is friendly, and humorous. He likes to give attention that makes his target feel good and special. The impression that Dimas always left behind is that he is the best guy on this earth.

While Varo tends to be more reserved, he does not reject anyone who approaches him, but still draws a thin line that makes any girl feel curious about him. Varo draws them closer, giving him limits, but he won't let them go until he himself wants them gone.

Arini is one example of the many girls who must feel worried and confused while in a relationship with Varo.

“Kok me? Kan is dating Arini Varo, not me” protest Dimas does not accept.

“Lu both are the same. Eleven twelve” ketus Bimas then turned back towards Varo. “Lu equals Arini in terms of physically fit, but in terms of personality...” Bima took a deep breath and her lips advanced closer to Varo's ears, “you are more suitable to be MMA.” fighters

“Mulut lu kampas kebakar” desis Varo relaxed but able to make Bima mendelik sewot.

“You want to mutusin Arini?” ask Bima again.

Varo cast a look of wonder. “Why should I mutusin?”

“Lu will again want PDKT with Olivia”

“Terus?”

Bima is waist-tracked, her style is exactly like complex mothers with towels on the head and are busy gossiping near the vegetable cart. “Have a girlfriend but want to tell other girls it's called cheating, and cheating is prohibited by religion and social norms of society!”

Varo scratched his ears, looking unconcerned. “Gue never said I want PDKT with Olivia. I was just curious about him. And there's no harm in wondering about people?”

“Wah this is fix lu kapala karen” geleng Bima concerned. “That you've been hurt by Arini, another girl, or maybe Olivia. Your point will be nyesel”

“Hmm.iya, yes” replied Varo indifferently.

“Udah, advice wibu lu dengerin” chirps Dimas makes Bima spontaneously swipe sewot.

Bima likes anime, but most anti spelled out wibu, especially by Dimas who often roared to girls if Bima was a wibu, rarely showered, and smelled of onions.

“Where are you going tomorrow?” tanya Dimas after satisfied laughs amusedly at Bima's annoyed expression.

“Whatever he wants” replied Varo throwing a meaningful smile and lighting a cigarette again.

“Beh, your lagak already like a landlord again mengelamar kembang village” tejek Bima. “Eh Dim which roommate are you? How do you not hang out?”

“Udah sleep most”

“Sofer with him how?”

“Family, do not like ********* as you”

“Sialan” maki Milky. “But seriously, he if work is mostly silent, speaking as necessary doang, I feel the cooperation of arca”

“That means he's professional. Cannot be invited to joke during work” replied Dimas cuek.

“Ah, but yes it is also kali” said Bima. “My principle is working yes, but must joke also”

“Lu register as a comedian. Let me work while joking” reply Varo relaxed.

Bima grinned and then checked the watch, it was half a night. “Yuk back room, I want to sleep, tired from the morning back and forth sort of ironing”

“Back by yourself. I still want to smoke” refuse Varo sucking quietly, not piling up the expression of horror Bima.

“Ah don't dare me. Corridor of this inn at night seram” whining Bima coward. “Kalo suddenly I was possessed by the road in the corridor how?”

“Ya rasuki turn around. Don't want to lose with satan” replied Dimas casually.

“Ngak funny” ketus Bima slouch. “Emang you are not afraid of the devil?”

“Nggak”

“Why would he suddenly appear behind you now and instantly grumbleukin you?”

“No will want satan to fumigate I“ replied Dimas confidently. “Gue daily pray, monday thursday alms, friday sunday-”

“Zina” Varo chirps make both friends laugh while occasionally cursing. “Eh Bim, you don't be afraid of the devil. No demons will dare to digressukin elu”

“Why? Because I'm babe's son? I'm tired of the same old-fashioned jokes you it”

“Neither Bim. It's serious, I'm actually writhing there's an aura out of yourself you” Varo's sprawling seriously.

“Oh yes? What aura?” ask Bima interested.

Varo leaned his body and said slowly. “Aura wibu and onion” smell

“Fuck you!” maki Bima mercilessly throws slippers at Varo and Dimas who laugh out loud like they are in doom at one night.