I'm the Abuser

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After graduation Clara was confused where to go. Kempung and Nyak went to college, was able to work in a good place. Clara bingun herself. College is impossible, there is no money and no chance.

The girl finally signed up for work at a garment factory. Clara shok with the workings of the factory, which is mostly filled by women.

"Your eyes work dipake! your target is 1000 per hour!! Don't play prongok just basic lon*te boy!!" said SPV out loud to Clara. The girl was in shock. Just this time I got that rough cut. That's how it works in the factory. SPV requires machine operators to reach the target by snapping and cursing. Asaga..... Is this the world of work?? Inner Clara crazily. The meaning of the meaning of SPV even though it is not shown to him still feels painful. Clara was completely unfamiliar with this kind of treatment.

Clara had no appetite when lunch came.

"Why don't you eat the deck?" ask the senior of one line who is eating next to him.

"No taste Ma'am, is SPV really his mouth?" ask Clara lethargic. His senior laughed instead.

"Don't think Deck, that's his mouth. He was also charged with that. Meals need not be thought of," said Senior casually.

"But it hurts Ma'am" Clara argued.

"It is not necessary to be sick. Think about his salary. Can make our needs, can make people we love," said senior again.

Clara refused to eat. His mouth was not swallowed by food. He was a koplak, often joking half-crazy. Rude words are also often thrown from his mouth, but only to joke. It's not serious to intimidate this kind of person.

The world of work is even different from the world of school. She was in the fashion world for 3 years. The pattern of clothes until the suit has been mastered well. The process should also be slow and thoughtful. One of the sewing sticks is repeated, but in this garment factory, the target is loaded to make pising 1000 pc per hour??? Although it was only per sewing section, but it seemed impossible for Clara.

***

A week of work Clara's weight dropped 5 kilos. He really doesn't feel at home. Decided to just go out. Clara's Monday is not leaving. Hanging in the house so unemployed. His daily work only helps his mother keep a small shop in front of the house. While trying to make room here and there. Work place in another garment factory. Hoping different with the first garment factory, but it turns out Clara was wrong.

"Most large salary garment must have been grumpily tempered by SPV, because it's a target," said Clara's friend at the second factory. Clara is out again.

When Clara is confused looking for work, she sees Leni's status. His former classmates who he said did not go to college.

'He said not to go to college, why join ospek?' order Clara On Leni who wears black and white clothes and neatly pigtailed hair. The message was delivered in the afternoon.

'Emang did not go to formal college, but I took a fashion course at BBLKI, ' Leni replied. Clara was kepo with Leni's seat. It turned out to be a government-funded course of expertise.

'So free Len?' ask Clara to Leni.

'Free, only if you enter now it has closed registration. There is, but follow the swadana. It means pay for yourself.' reply Leni.

Clara was also interested in taking the course. He asked his mother for consideration.

"If you want to pay can also, I can try if it costs so much. Let you have activities, not sad to continue because you can not get the right work," said Mother made Clara happy. Finally the girl took the fashion course with a self-help path.

***

"My name is Clara Nessa. Commonly called Clara," said Clara introduced herself briefly. In that class there were about sixteen students including Leni. There were only two men in that class. His new friend's friend welcomed him kindly. Most of them are older than Clara's age. Clara and Leni are considered to be the ragil children of that class.

Their lessons only started weekly. Clara's not so hard to catch up. Because basically he used to be SMK majoring in Fashion Planning. In fact, the lessons in this course are just repeating and simpler.

"Eat the bagin yuk," asked Leni during a break.

"Look, don't be left behind" said Clara excitedly. Clara and Leni walked down the stairs to the canteen on the ground floor.

Dikantin's Clara and Leni crammed with other major students.

"A lot of students are also on courses here" commented Clara.

"In this course there are about five majors. Four majors for boys. There are car, motorcycle, cooler, and carve majors. Be a woman in this rare place. It's just in our fashion class" Leni told Clara. The girl was a mangosteen listening.

The number of students in the cafeteria, making Clara and Leni unable to sit. They finally took their food to the class to be eaten there. They passed through a bunch of boys who also could not sit on the canteen. They're outside the canteen eating.

"Mbak... Ma'am, pecel catfish drink wine, can you know me?" ask a student who was overhauled when Clara and Leni pass in front of him. I get cheers from friends.

"buy the gereh that sells jutek. Can't be, it's ugly" Clara replied as she passed. Cheers are louder. Clara passed by while she was shady with Leni.

"Basar koplak, had time bales pantun while carrying a plate," Leni commented when they were away from the grombolan. Clara is just nyekik.

"Biarin, let's go. Of course we must be considered arrogant with the rogues of the rogues" said Clara. Leni is getting worse with the term Clara.

"You're talking Ra, a rich rogues fairy tale 1001 nights," Leni said.

"Be careful, don't forget that your iced tea spilled," said Clara. Leni bengong, just realized her drink was half.

***

A man among the grombolan kept looking at Clara until she disappeared. He was quite entertained by the action of Clara reply to her friend's pantun.

"Beautiful, cheerful, and brave" said the man to whom. Some of his friends heard a little wonder.

"Who's Tam?" ask one of them. Just a mysterious smile. Without answering his friend's questions. The band of rogues did not bother and returned solemnly with plates in front of them.

She also returned to scooping her food. At first glance he lightened the girl who dared to reply the pantun. The next rinse the more he remembered the smiling little boy.... The same smile as Citra..... Ah.... Image again Image again. Tama also shook her head. Wishing to remove the image from his mind.