I'm the Abuser

Introductions

She is Clara Nessa. A girl with a height of 150 and a weight of 45 kg. White-skinned, narrow-eyed. Wavy hair and a little brownish. Girls from the lower middle. Not the CEO's son or any important person. The girl now sits in the third grade of SMK majoring in fashion. Girls who like jokes and silliness. He would rather laugh, even laugh at his own bad luck. Life is better for him to be happy. Sometimes tears fall when she is alone.

"Let's spout!!" order Kempung, his friend behind the fence. With two of their other friends.

"Patience, I wear a skirt. Mostly not the offspring of a climbing monkey," Clara nagged while trying to climb the back fence of the school. The bag was thrown. Now just take himself up the fence. Today Clara plans to skip with her three friends.

Just got above the fence, the school security guard sounded.

"Heh, you want to skip you!!!" the security guard shouted at Clara. The girl jumped out of the fence. Unfortunately, her skirt stuck even though she managed to jump perfectly. The screams from the school security guard were still heard. The four teenage girls immediately ran away. Clara ran away even though she knew her skirt must have been torn. The kempung carrying Clara's bag threw the bag at her. Clara clumsily held onto her bag while continuing to run.

They arrived at the city square. The school security obviously won't get here. Clara, Kampung, Nyak, and Menis ngosan ngos on the sidelines.

"Hedeeeehhh next time the Suryo is you go to Nis first, so there is not much behavior if we want to skip," said Kempung while looking to the left where Menis sat.

"Your looks!!! I'm not the same as the rich school security guard!!" manis sewot. The four friends laughed. Suryo has a crush on Menis, but his Menis is the same old guard of the school guard.

"Your shell is torn Ra?" ask Clara. The one asked remembered that her skirt was torn.

"Wo yes, this is what it is," said Clara standing up. The skirt was not a little tear, but a lot tear, almost half.

"Udah, just let go," said Kempung to give advice.

"Well, I don't wear a dong skirt" Clara protested.

"No papa, it's still in the panties" pointed Kempung at the bright pink pants Clara was wearing.

"Well, these are panties, body press again. Edan am I just wearing gini thin underwear." Clara is confused.

Finally they keep the bus going to the place they want to visit. With Clara wearing magical clothes. Light brown scout tops and bright pink slender shorts subordinates. Judging from wherever the appearance of Clara made eye pain. What's the power of wearing a torn skirt.

Unfortunately on the bus they were riding there was a handsome guy who also took the bus. The eyes of the four friends instantly sparkled. Nyak and Kempung immediately moved to sit in the back seat of the bus. The place where the handsome guy was also sitting there. They were chatting coolly, then Kempung asked with his pedal.

"Where's the fuck is the problem going?" ask Kempung in passing. Very relaxed even though the female beaver mode has been on from earlier. Clara can only snack while glancing.

"I want to leave" Mas replied with a smile. A pointed nose and a thin, seductive mustache. It is clear that Mas is still of Arab descent or middle east.

"Which campus?" ask Kempung happy. The bait was immediately captured by the hunt.

Calra immediately changed seats next to Kempung.

"Basic ganjen!!! You also managed to get the phone number," said Clara while the head of Kempung noyor. His hands were slightly stuck because Kempung's hair was almost kribo. Kempung smile while winking winking wink.

"Can dong, do not say my name Ima if not dapet," said Kempung happy.

"So girls are rich me, alim, anteng," said Clara. The noyor Clara's.

"You're a henchman because you don't wear skirts. Try if you wear real clothes, you already know the mas first," said Kempung. The four of them laughed. Kempung checked his phone. Named Mas number earlier with the name Arjo.

"Kok Arjo, isn't that Faris' name?" ask Clara wonder.

"Yes, he's Arjo (arab jowo)," Kempung replied as she was shady.

"Enek enek ae kowe ki Pung, (there is a Pung)," commented Menis while taking part in nyekik. The four friends continued their mbolos journey with joy.

The destination of the mbolos this time is a tourist spot a little far away. Tourist attractions that Nyak said were good. Entry fee is free. You can get free food anyway. That's what makes the three friends immediately kepo pingin come. In addition to a little capital, you can also eat for free. Who is the one who doesn't drool??? What's more for a student's thin pouch bag of their kind.

The four friends got off the bus they were riding. Walk far enough to limp. Along the way many people looked at Clara because of the absrudes she was wearing. The girl just heard the puckish whin.

"Nis, am I pretty? How do you care about me?" clara asked the Menis who were walking beside her.

"It's not because you are beautiful, but your look is amazing koplak. They must have thought three beautiful girls are the same way crazy teenagers," replied Menis carelessly. Clara didn't take it right away to nabok arm Menis. Which dodged. They finally chased him on the side of the road. Their giggling voice increasingly attracted the attention of other road users.

"Stop, stop, stop bestie.... This place. We have arrived" said Nyak to his three obscene friends. The three girls turned around. Their eyes were immediately fixed on a small sign leading to the entrance of a building.

"Basic koplak!! You said this was a tourist spot!!" kempung said annoyed at Nyak. Menis and Clara nodded. The place is inscribed spiritual tourism xxx. All Clara knows is that it's a place of worship to seek indulgence. Hedeeeeehh.....

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Hello Readers, I'm Utiyem. The author of the dimeh is like a coin. Welcome to my fourth novel. Don't forget to like, vote, and comment. But don't boom like.... Huwaaaaa 😭😭😭😭.

Enjoy a story inspired by a true story. Although full of salt and micin spices that taste good, but make bodo he said. Hihihi

To Sas, thank you for inspiring. May you be healthy, happy, and still rich hahahaha. I really pray for your success. May one day fate bring us together. And at that time, we can already show a smile because we are happy with each other's partners.