I'm the Abuser

Clara girl steel

Morning comes. News about the death of Mbah Jumi, mother of Citra has spread throughout the village. Including in Tama's house.

"Is he coming?" ask Mbah Narti to Nina.

"What I heard is Mom. Your son's been there since last night" Nina said fretfully. They both looked at each other. To ban Tama from being ripped off where people died is not ethical at all, but they believe Tama will return to recall Citra if the woman returns.

"Hopefully Clara did not know this fact. Also Tama is no longer flavored with Citra. Isn't Clara a pretty, fun girl? It feels like anyone will fall in love if close," said Mbah Narti either to calm down or what.

"Thank you Mom, I'm like that" said Clara as she entered the kitchen. Making Mbah Narti and Nina holding her breath. Afraid of their previous conversation sounded Clara.

"You're awake? We didn't start this morning. The front neighbor of the house died" Nina said. Clara nodded while drinking the cold water she took from the refrigerator.

"Okay, today we have a meaningful layat schedule," said Clara casually. 

"But can I just lay outside? I'm afraid of poci" continued Clara.

"Pisses?" tanya Mbah Narti was surprised not to understand.

"Yes Ma'am, the slang name of the pocong. I changed her name. Well, you guys don't slang" said Clara grimacingly.

"Jeez, there's just. Fuckin' coward. Everyone who dies becomes a Poci" replied Nina.

"Yes Ma'am and in the meantime I am not dead and do not plan to die, so still be afraid of poci" replied Clara with a shirk. Make two people in the kitchen also relax. Looks like Clara didn't hear their words just now.

Clara walked to the bathroom with a change of clothes. His eyes turned to look at the front neighbor yard of the house that had been installed tents and rows of chairs. I didn't come home from last night.

"Pictra yes…. What's her face like??" clara muttered alone before entering the bathroom. To be honest he heard what his mother-in-law and brother-in-law said. Again a smile managed to bury his sadness.

The chanting of the holy verse was heard from a loudspeaker in the corner of the courtyard. It's a Friday. The dead will be buried before the funeral. Clara sat side by side with Nina in the courtyard. Several times saw Tama who was busy as a committee since last night.

A woman holding a 4-year-old boy got out of a taxi. His eyes are puffy. Walk quickly into the house. The closer the more his cries sounded. Damn it he stumbled in the yard. His body will fall. Tama swiftly held Citra's body. Guide him in the deck and enter the house. People's eyes didn't escape the scene. Some of them whispered.

Nina was already sitting restless beside Clara. That incident must have made Clara hot.

"Wooo is Citra?? Ah, I dare a rival. Apparently still waiting for me," said Clara while tucking sunglasses in her ear. His eyes had already condensed, yet were still resolute. Nina was surprised to hear that.

"You know Citra?" ask Nina.

"Know Ma'am, I know all his stories before marriage." said Clara casually gossiped about the image she knew. 

Until the funeral was over Tama became a sturdy pole that is always backed by Citra. Even when the tradition of brobosan under the corpse to be buried was, Tama who supported the limp body of Citra. 

“No Ma'am, I'm not hurt. I only have stomach pains from hunger,” Clara said as she entered the house.

“Yok eat yok,” take Clara relaxed. A liverache? haaaa what is that word? Can Clara's heart still hurt? Tama's treatment has always been that way. Clara's heart has thickened, no longer hurts. Minimal pura tegar.

Even Pakde Wito ran amok at home after the funeral.

"Why did you leave Tama like that Nar? It could be someone else's talk!" pakde Wito said that he was fighting with Mbah Narti.

"You know for yourself how Tama Mas. Only his father can stop," Mbah Narti did not want to lose.

"It's just shameful to do such a thing. Is there another wife here. Why do you become his wife also just shut up Ra!!" said Pakde Wito turned to Clara who was relaxed eating.

"What do I do, De? Do I have to make a counterpoint soap opera at people's funerals? Sure you don't feel more embarrassed?" ask Clara to relax. Pakde Wito was silent. Just leave without being able to say another word.

Tama hasn't come home even when Friday's over. Nina and Mbah Narti are already busy preparing for the tomorrow. Some neighbors came to the house as well. Clara took the initiative to call Tama at Citra. His heart and lips looked at Citra still leaning comfortably on Tama's chest. Citra House is already a bit quiet. 

Clara braved to get closer.

"Mas, haven't forgotten the way home, have you? Your house is out there. At least eat first. Grieving also requires energy. What else is back. Let's not mleyot while on your back," whispered Clara. The awakened image of his stuffing immediately sat up straight clumsy to see Clara.

"According to my grief, ma'am, but let me take back my 'husband' first'. She hasn't eaten even from morning," Clara said as she pulled Tama's hand up. Affirming the word husband so significantly.

Clara immediately took off Tama's hand when she came out of Citra's house. 

"Quick eat then whatever!!" clara said before predating Tama walked quickly. Do not want the tears that began to float in the eye pelubukan found anyone. Clara straight in the room and locked it. Muffling between pillows. Lara who squeezed her chest was actually deep, but Clara was not the type to show her pain. Moreover, the way Tama looked at Citra and vice versa. The two still seem to love each other. Then what is she???

***

The sound at the door made Clara stutter. She cried herself to sleep. Haaa stupid…. I can be sure his eyes are swollen badly. It was afternoon already.

"Mom, Ma'am,." Sus Wiwik's voice as he continued to knock on the door. With a lazy Clara got up. Turn the key slot and open the door slowly. Sus Wiwik comes with a tray filled with food.

"Mom, eat first…. Want..... I accompany?" tanya Sus Wiwik. He must also know what he was going through. Clara's struggle captured Tama's heart. Know that Tama and Clara's relationship is getting sweet. And now…

"Thank you, I ate in the room…. By ourselves…. Please take good care of Daus," said Clara receiving a tray from Sus Wiwik. Trying to smile even though his eyes are swollen unusually.

From a distance Tama sees Clara. Again a sense of sin lingered in his heart. Clara is not wrong to be angry. He deserved to be scolded by Clara. It's faster than getting scolded by everyone found in this house. After home Citra everyone nagged the same Tama, but instead not diomeli Clara. The girl chose to lock herself up. Tama was afraid to meet Clara.