I'm the Abuser

Ex-ex

That afternoon the courtyard of Bu Nir's house gathered many children in white uniforms. Clara was surprised to see it. A few days working at the place just this time he saw.

"Well, what's the show?" clara asked Maya, her senior co-worker.

"Oh, they just want to practice karate. Mr. Sidiq trains child karate twice a week here" Maya replied. Clara nodded. He resumed his work ironing the materials to be sewn. Work in a boutique is much different from work in a garment factory. In the factory, sew. If in this boutique is right, pack it according to what is taught in school. One pc shirt can be a week more work. Not tired anyway, not as tired as working in a garment factory, but very draining of the mind.

Someone came in with the bike. Parks close to Clara and Maya motorcycles. For a moment Clara's breath stopped. He blinked his eyes many times. Then sharpen his eyes to what he sees behind the glass of Bu Nir's boutique. Is that really what he saw? She sees Boby, the junior high school senior who became her first love. Who swapped add himself to the judes upperclassman as a girlfriend. The one who made him fall in love and break his heart the first time. Her... Getting gallant. His muscles are formed. It's a little different than before. The duku are too cramped and a little kuel.

Clara watched in silence. It turns out that Boby helped teach karate the boy along with Mr. Sidiq. The Princess and Revan are out of Bu Nir's private house. Princess waving at Boby, reciprocated kiss bye with Boby. Revan stopped by for a moment to snap Boby's head. They laugh together. Looks like Boby's pretty close to Princess and Revan too.

"Bec…. Gee whiz…. It was called Bu Nir," Maya said as she patted Clara on the shoulder. The girl jumped in shock. Watching Boby made him moan. Run straight to Bu Nir.

That afternoon Clara came home with a mask and hoodie covered in her head. He doesn't want to be known by Boby. Lazy to communicate to a man who honestly still there in his heart.

"Kok being that rich ninja?" ask Maya while she is neccic.

"Let's not an item, my care cream is expensive, I can't really get the sun's heat. Well, it's like a vampire like that," Clara said in a coquettishly coquettish style. Maya can't stand Clara's back nabok. The girl avoided. They tabok tabokan while running small towards the parking lot.

Clara passed from Bu Nir's house with a sharp look from Boby. Similar to Clara, the man was also somewhat surprised to see Clara. A small smile rose from Bripda Boby's lips.

***

Many times such events occur when Boby teaches children karate. Until he's anxious himself. As it is now. Clara walked quickly to the bike. That time it was right side by side with Boby's bike. Clara is in a hurry as Boby is seen heading her way.

"Are you going to keep disguising yourself like that? How much did you think you'd changed until I couldn't recognize you?" boby said stop Clara's movements.  The girl froze beside her motorbike.

"How are you….. Pocke?" boby asked as he extended his hand to Clara. The girl grinned and opened her mask. It turns out that his disguise can still be recognized by his former lover.

"Well, I'm good" Clara replied as she accepted Boby's handwriting. 

"You... are married?" boby asked as he observed the ring on Clara's finger. 

"You still have a grudge against me?" ask Boby. Not taking Clara's hand off.

"I don't care. I'm going home. My son is waiting" said Clara. Boby's hand immediately limp to hear the word child.

The kid? How long was Clara married? Shouldn't he just graduate? Boby looked at himself.

Clara was riding her bike at low speed. Meeting Boby made her heart unsafe. The flash of their sweet story danced in his mind. Even Boby still calls him Pocik. Which means a kind of sweet candy in Turkish. It was Boby's favorite call to Clara first. Hah, somehow his mind jumped on Tama. The husband married her because he had to. Haahhh…. Clara gives up trying to be loved. Even if it has to be cold to be ice. He will seek another happiness. With Daus, with his job, and his koplanet friend. It's up to Tama. His heart was not as good as that of a mistreated wife in a flying fish soap opera.

Clara came home to Sus Wiwik and Daus. The little man was happy his mother came home. I don't know who taught Daus to call Mama. Though Tama himself accustomed Daus to call Clara with the name Aunty.

"Ama ama," said Daus when Clara came.

"Hey little whiz, want to go along the road with Mama on the bike?" greet Clara. Daus's eyes sparkled twinkle. Finally, the three of them got on Clara's bike. The afternoon muter complex. Home bring toddler snacks for daus. And lots of chicken splits for Clara, Sister and Sister Jiah.

Until the house turned out Tama had also returned home. Tama took the Daus from Clara's sling. The boy nodded. Stay in Clara's arms. Closed down comfortably. Even the boy was waiting for Clara to take a bath in her room. Tama really fucked his own son. Clara was indeed a month over this dominating Daus. More upset when he saw Clara and two workers at his house were joking while eating a breakaway in the kitchen. Tama is no longer offered.

Dinner came, they ate with three of them. Again the spoiled Daus wants to eat in Clara's lap. Makes the girl a little trouble eating by herself. Although Daus was fed to his Sisters. Still bribing while my son needs special skills. What else Clara's been a month so mom. That girl looks so clumsy.

"Want me a bribe?" tama asked Clara unconsciously.

"No, you can eat by yourself" Clara replied casually.

Until the night Daus got sticky with Clara. The girl accompanied Daus while drowsy. Up to two of them fell asleep on the family room carpet with toys strewn badly near them. Tama smiled and looked at him. Sister Wiwik takes Daus.

"Be careful not to wake them up" whispered Tama. Sister Wiwik gave an answer with her hand. Forming signs okay. Tama wanted to pass into the room after Daus was moved, but she could not bear to see Clara. The girl must have been asleep there until morning. Lazily Tama approached. Lifting Clara's body lightly in her arms. Put on Clara's bed with a heart. Looking at the face of ayu ysng looks more tapered than the first they met. Somehow Tama gave a glimpse of Clara's forehead before it passed.

Clara's a little smile. He was not the type of kebo who slept soundly as his body shook and a pair of warm lips stuck together.