I'm the Abuser

Boby on move

Return to Clara's house greeted Tama who urinated.

"Do you know what time it is? Does that job make you a brash wife? Is my money not enough until you have to work this late?!!! Can you respect me as your husband? Why the same Sus license when my number is active!!!" tama said wrathfully. Following Clara who entered the house casually.

"Here you go, I'm tired. Since when do you care about me? Since when do you value me as your wife?" clara replied relaxed. Tama clutched Clara's arm as the girl was about to enter her room.

"You're my wife Ra!!" said Tama loudly. Getting angry at being ignored.

"Yes, the unexpected mask wife. Limited to the wife so that people do not suspect you lift a child while still single. The wife who made your family doesn't blame you anymore" Clara said. Tama speechless. Clara twitched from Tama's grip and entered the room.

Tama was still staring at the door. Huh!!! Caring for the devil with Clara. Why should he be angry with the girl. Everything the girl said was true. Why should it be this angry? Bodo Lah's…. Tama passed from the front of Clara's room to her own.

***

Clara was picking up an ivory yellow dress. Assisted by some people the dress was being given a beautiful sequin accent on the arm. It should be tomorrow the day after tomorrow. The date of the event is approaching.

"This overtime address," Clara said with a sigh. Maya laughs. 

"Obviously, we still have one red one" Maya said. One long kebaya touching the ground to ngunduh is still plain unadorned. They looked at the kebaya at the same time. Then take another long breath together. Sure enough until the magrib they are still busy with sequins. Even the usual child of karate has disbanded.

Clara calls Sus Wiwik to say she's coming home late. 

"Don't you call Dad? Later you are angry again," Sus Wiwik voice across there. Haa Tama's scream last night turned out to be someone else's.

"Leave it. Angry pling also just ngomel ngomel Sus, has not scratched the wall in the corner," said Clara. Sus wiwik laughed right across the street.

“Mbak Clara there is only,” said Sus Wiwik still with his laugh.

Clara was in order when the sun was replaced by the moon.

"Hiyah, come home to us, too" said Maya after they got to their respective motors. Maya immediately rose up and gas.

“Bye Clara, see you tomorrow again,” Maya said while gasping with her motor. Clara smiled in response. Looks like his co-worker is really in a hurry to go home. While he is actually lazy to go home, lazy to meet Tama. Daus has also been sleeping at this hour. Ah... Clara will take Daus on the road later if she takes off.

Clara tries to turn on her bike with a double starter. Nihil. He tried with a manual starter, until his feet ached also no results. 

Clara almost enters the house for help from the house when Boby arrives with Revan. Riding the motor matic with a toned stick. Similar to same-sex lovers. Clara was a bit disgusted at their pose. Boby comfortably wrapped his hands around Revan's waist. The one who was hugged casually rode a motorbike closer to Clara.

“Macet?” asked Boby as he got down and let go of his embrace.

“Iya, I have tried starter up to dozens of times can not,” said Clara.

"My heart has been glowing because of the sweat" continued Clara, making Boby and Revan laugh.

“Pak I take Pocik home yes. I'll be back later,” Boby told Revan. The one asked for permission had already walked towards the house while waving his hands. It turned out to have left the key stuck in the motor.

"Other times don't use cheap mode," Revan said before completely missing behind the door. Boby's just grinning.

“Ha? What does it mean?” clara did not understand.

"Good!"boby continued because Clara was just dumbass.

"Well, what's my bike?" ask Clara.

"Live here first, I'll take care of tomorrow. Safe really, who would dare to steal at the Kapolsek house," replied Boby relaxed. Clara climbed into Boby's arms.

Boby took the bike off casually. It was as if he had enjoyed the night that he had long missed. Steady swing Clara to her own scourge.

“Kak, can it be a bit sprightly? my son is waiting at home,” Clara said. Boby nodded at Clara's words.

"I want to stop by for a meal first, I'm so hungry I want to pass out" said Boby Lebay. This time it was Clara's turn to wander.

“You don't have the same grip mind me?” ask Boby.

“Gak, my mind becomes a designer, and you are not a valuable object that can be used as a guarantee for the handle,” said Clara made Boby ngakak.

They eat satay madura. The stall is next to an expensive floating-themed restaurant. The lights that decorate the restaurant are so beautiful. Make its own view from the direction of warung satay.

"This is what is called a windfall, even though eating satay on the side of the road, but can enjoy expensive restaurant lights," said Boby while looking at the flickering of restaurant lights. Clara smiled in response.

"Many things are beautiful if we thank him, even though we are hit by misfortune," replied Clara while enjoying the resto lamp.

Well, that's how Clara feels right now. She was indeed a poor wife, a wife that her husband did not love. A masked wife, but she can still enjoy life. Still can be with Daus and work on the passions he has. By marrying Tama he can help his unemployed brother work, even can send money every month to his parents from the pocket money given by Tama. Isn't that beautiful?

"What kind of misfortune are you going through? Are you okay?" asked Boby while closely watching the face of ayu beside her. Clara stuttered with Boby's question. Their eyes meet. This was the first time anyone had asked 'well' Clara who was actually feeling hollow. The girl looked at just about anywhere. Observe many things above so as not to spill her tears.

Boby squeezes Clara's hand on the table. The girl was shocked and tried to let go.

"Listen, I'm ready to be your venting place whenever you need to vent. I want to be your back when you're fragile" said Boby. Clara took off Boby's hand. 

"No, I'll change you add another big sister," said Clara made Boby shady for a moment. Remember how they split up first.

"Since you used to not be very elegant crynya, cook cry until it comes out snot. I'm going to be ilfil" Boby said, recalling the incident. Clara came to him crying and asking not to be cut off.

"Crying out snot that means real crying yes..just look at the acting artist, no one gets out snot because of acting," debate Clara did not want to lose.

"If snot is a sign, cry just fit again a cold," replied Boby.

"Yes different times snot colds same nangis snot," 

"What difference? Is there a writing? You're a snot expert?" ask Boby to Clara. The man then bribed her again.

"The good cold is rich lontong Ijo that you blocked (eat) earlier," said Clara makes Boby difficult to swallow the lontong. Clara shirked looking at Boby's expression.

"Yes and diarrhea people's pupils look like sambel on the plate," replied Boby did not want to lose.

"This means that again there is slimy diarrhea ijo ijo," replied Clara more crazy. They kept joking around until the toilet had two plates of satay and drank it.