I'm the Abuser

Survive being hurt

Meanwhile Clara comes home to Daus already sleeping with Sus Wiwik. He is waiting to go home with Jiah.

"Mas Tama hasn't come home yet?" ask Clara.

"Not yet, Mom, you haven't come home. He called home saying he was coming home tomorrow. You're dead, he said," replied Mbak Jiah. Clara saw her phone. Justright. Fortunately, I got home. Can order ojek to the boutique and go home with his own motorbike. A glance at Boby's face filled his mind. Huh!!! No!!! Clara has no interest in cheating or anything else Boby tried to offer subtly earlier. Tama has changed and promised to love her. A little more reaching the Sakinah family. Why should he destroy? Silly right?

"Yes slept there. Good night," said Clara as she headed to her room.

"Night too Mom," replied Mbak Jiah.

***

A new day has arrived. Until Clara came home from work, it turns out Tama has not come home either. The girl was starting to worry. Moreover, the message sent is only ignored. Some were not even sent.

"Is there a call home, right?" ask Clara to Sus Wiwik who plays with Daus.

"No Ma'am, we even want it to Mother there is news from father. You see, the men in the workshop came here. I think it's a job" Sus Wiwik replied. Clara took her phone. Trying to contact Tama. Nihil. Clara tries to contact Mbak Nina just ringing the first bell of their house rang. 

"Daus, Mama.." Tama's voice. Clara instantly turned off the call running towards the gate.

"Mas Tama!!! Just worry about it!! Why not tell me? Why is hpnya dead? I almost wanted to call Ms. Nina. Who knows you're coming home to mom," Clara's cerocos nonstop. Tama just smiled. Hugging Clara with one hand. Randomly scrambling Clara's hair with anxiety.

"I'm sorry.hp I ran out of batre, casku left behind at the hotel, so die," said Tama looked at Clara intensely. He missed this cheerful girl. The next second the face of Citra flashed again.

"You're good, right? Were you naughty during my stay?" tama asked again, as if worried about what Clara was doing as she left. 

"I'm a kid. Your language is naughty" Clara replied as she slapped Tama's arm. They laugh together.

Hp Clara reads. Call from Nina's mom.

"Hello Mbak" replied Clara cheerfully.

"What's the matter with Ra? Not yet lifted, even diatiin," Mbak Nina's voice over there.

"What did Ma'am, I wanted Mas Tama. Slipping all day, not thinking of going home to his mother," explained Clara. Nina laughed at the end.

"You're talking. Rich stuff. Uh, in about a week we're not going to study for the anniversary of my father's death. You were here two or a day earlier. Wash the dishes once here. Later I want to be a cruel sister-in-law," Nina said with a giggle.

"May, I'll be brought by the priest with the apotas. Let's die all his inheritance trusts for me. It's not hard acting crying two days a day" replied Clara. Nina laughed even more. His sister-in-law is really cool. They are close even though they only communicate through mobile phones. There's just been a joke with Clara. Makes Nina not tired of chatting with Clara.

"Based on sister-in-law there is no akhlaq! Inget came before H yaa day. We're retrospective. Don't take it easy on you" said Nina.

"Woke Ma'am, I'll bring the housemates later, but I don't promise to help much. I can't cook" Clara said, ending her call.

"Kok he came home so late Mas?" clara asked open the conversation.

"The story is rather long" Tama replied briefly. His mind instantly floated on the person he had managed to find.

Imagery…..

Yeah, Tama's been looking for the girl's whereabouts. Succeeds. The image was discovered by his men in a modest boarding room in the capital. Both live with their first child. Survive by being a dishwasher in a restaurant. And yesterday they met. Tama should have just seen it. The promise to yourself is to just look. Ensuring good image is fine. Then back with Clara. Trying to love Clara like she promised. 

Flash back…..

"Partner" Tama said as the woman finished work. The image froze in place. Immediately take wide steps avoiding Tama. Although his heart was filled with the whirring of longing and his gaze was clouded by tears.

I froze in place. Know that image avoids it. Know he's ignored. A smile from Clara loomed. He should have stepped away and left the capital. His feet actually stepped into the car. Blocking Citra's steps towards the rundown boarding house behind the resto.

"Come in! I want to talk!" tama dragged Citra into her car.

In fact, the meeting made them complete the same longing still burning him. Which is still just as strong. Tama again embraces Citra in close embrace. The air conditioners of the already cold hotels were not able to cool their new bodies as much as they burned because of the love activity just now. 

"I want to go home Mas, pity Ferdi waiting," said Citra trying to release Tama's hand from her waist.

"Wait a minute. Stay here in my arms" said Tama. 

The image moves stronger.

"We're bad Mas. Again sinning. What else you're married. Pity your wife" said Citra sendu. Wear his clothes in a hurry. Tama bengong saw it. Ah, true…. He's so bad.

But again a strong love makes Tama reluctant to leave the capital. The next day he stepped in the Citra plot. Introducing himself to Ferdi as a pakde. Take mother and son down the road. Happy fun as a whole family.

"I'm saying home. You're good here Cit," said Tama as she stroked Citra's black hair.

"Don't come again" said Citra who he said half-heartedly, because the day with Tama was the happiest day of his life. But the conscious image of the man in front of him is married. This is very unfair to his wife. Tama smiled and waved away at Citra.

Flashback…

Clara's hand tried to walk in Tama's chest. Try to be more courageous. A touch of temptation so that they can be more friendly. Tama looked towards him. From his face was clearly troubled by what Clara was doing. Even disgusted.

"I want to go to sleep" said Tama, leaving Clara's side. Brushed off Clara's hand violently. Clara stared at Tama's departure with nanar…. Her fault? Why did her husband come back like that? Though all approached well this final end. Clara tried to get back. Swiping the clear point that began to wet his eyes without permission. Turn off the tv to his own room.

Tama peeked through the door. Opening a slight gap so that his eyes could watch over Clara. Watching Clara pass by with a small sobbing trying to get arrested. He felt guilty about that girl. She is Tama's legal wife. Trying to be more intimate is an effort. There's nothing wrong. However, meeting Citra makes her plan to try to love Clara into poranda. Huft..... Tama dizzy. Randomize his own hair before going to bed.