I'm the Abuser

Talk to Tama

Week pass. All running at the same time. But every different person responds to it. Some feel slow because they are shackled by longing. Some feel fast because they are locked in happiness. Clara was still at home. Already block Tama number from hpnya. He wants to calm down first. I don't want to deal with a man who is still her husband.

Kebaya pink soft which is held in the same process Clara is finishing. Tomorrow we will try the owner. That said the son of one of Pak Sidiq's co-workers. This boutique subscription is mostly not far from the police world.

“Beres Ra?” ask Maya to make sure.

“Rendi Mbak, uh. Staying tomorrow fitting,” said Clara while grinning. 

The little bell on the boutique door clinks. It indicates someone has entered. The two boutique retainer ladies immediately turned their heads. Kompak melengos also after knowing who came.

“Good afternoon ladies...How are you all? I'm good, cute, and plan to continue to be cute,” said Boby while grinning to show his neat white lined teeth. Boby the bully. Yeah, at the end of this the boutique boy nicknamed him with it. Even Bu Nir once threw him out because he made a noise when the boutique again put his stock.

“Your job is teaching karate boys out there Bob. No need to enter the boutique here,” said Maya fierce.

“But my other job is to entertain you. I don't want you to be sad,” said Boby as he stood beside Clara.

"We are not sad. No need for entertainment" Clara said.

"really? I'm so glad to hear that. I don't like the sadness in your beautiful eyes,-" said Boby stopped because Maya immediately pretended to vomit.

"Grand.uwek…." Boby glanced cynically. Clara is directly neccic.

"Are you sick with stomach ulcers or cravings?" ask Boby.

"I'm a neg you're talking about Bob" Maya replied.

"If you don't love money. Buy spicy candy to turkey there! The sweet candy is already here." said Boby as he glanced at Clara, making Clara smile. Pocik means sweet candy. Haaa funny call given Boby first when they were still snot. Their absurd talk ended when the child had already arrived in the courtyard. Boby was forced to leave the boutique and teach with Kombes Sidiq.

Clara is done with her work. Walk out of the boutique while looking at Boby who patiently gives directions to the children. The object he ordered still did not come.

"Ra, can I talk?" tanya Tama who came out of nowhere. Clara was shocked. With his mouth to refuse.

"Yuk, the car is there," Tama asked gently. Designate a car a little far away parked from the boutique. Reluctant to make a fuss, Clara answered quietly.

"I don't think there's anything to talk about. I'm going to sue for divorce and we're going to split either Mas," Clara said. Waving at the ojek that has come.

"But I want to talk to you! Plis give me time to talk. I don't want to separate from you" Tama said, clutching Clara's hand. 

"Deliver!!" clara said slowly. Unheard of precisely Tama getting tighter clasping Clara's hand.

"Passup!!!" shout Clara.

"No!! We have to talk!!!" said Tama loudly.

"Wouldn't!! Off!! I don't want to talk!!" clara's voice was rising. They have been the attention of people around including Mr. Sidiq. Also a dumb-ass ojeg does not understand. Tama pulls Clara's hand to come along. Clara refused firmly. The pull action happens. 

"Woooii.. don't make a fuss in my house!!" snapping Mr. Sidiq made Tama freeze.

"You!! Don't force my employee to come along if he doesn't want to" Mr. Sidiq said as he approached.

"I'm her husband! I want to talk to my wife" Tama said.

"Clara, you want to talk?" ask Mr. Sidiq. Clara nodded quickly.

"Get ojek and go!" mr. Sidiq's orders. Clara quickly complied. Tama walked quickly to her car. Leaving Mr. Sidiq and Clara for granted.

Just came out of the Pak Sidiq housing complex, the motorbike that Clara was riding on a Tama car. Clara breathed a breath of air. Tama out in a hurry up the car. Submitting some red money on ojol.

"Just finish the route. This is for you, ", Tama said. Clara's hand to follow him.

Clara gets in the car with a little coercion from Tama.

"Curtain, if you were this brave from before. There was no me, Ms Citra and Daus who were hurt" Clara said. Tama just glanced. Not responding. Silent.

"Talk quickly if you want to talk" said Clara sebal. Sharing the air and the room with Tama now leaves Clara tormented. It hurts and disgusts. 

"I'm driving, how can I say," replied Tama.

"That shakes your feet and your hands. Your mouth doesn't get pushed around," Clara argued, not to lose.

"Let's talk well Ma, talk with a cool head. Don't be like this. Give me some talk time. Give me some time to explain" Tama said softly. Hoping big for Clara to grant it. Clara breathed a rough breath. Right yeah. You don't want him to talk, do you? Even to talk of divorce.

They went to a fancy cafe. Again Tama took a private place. Keep holding Clara's hand as if not to escape. Clara runs away and leaves him.

"What do you want to order, Ma? Dinner all of you have not had dinner yet" said Tama very sweet. Make the waiter who handed the menu book smile mupeng. If she had a husband like this. Hope in him.

"I have no interest in eating or plan for a long time here. I don't want any messages!" clara said ketus.

"Two espresso and two miles of Mbak chocolate flavor" Tama said quickly as she handed over the menu book. The waiter nodded and recorded the order. Exit the room while glancing back at Clara. 

'Have a husband as sweet as that, but his wife is sniffed, ' the inner servant as he passed. The world is so. What is seen on the surface is not necessarily what happened. Therefore, do not easily judge and judge what appears at a glance.

The conversation went on alot. Tama still wanted to survive and Clara was caught off guard.

"Give me a chance Ma, everyone's done wrong. Are you willing this marriage to break up not even a year of marriage?" tanya Tama weld.

"Not a year of marriage have you hurt Mas. Imagine if I lasted longer. I can be thinner than this" said Clara. Tama clasped Clara's hand in her arms.

"Give me one chance. I'm starting to love you. I promise not to see Citra. You are also mistaken for the support of telling Citra nemuin Daus," said Tama while holding tightly Clara's hand.

"I promise to make you the only one in my heart. Help me forget the image. Help me Ma," said Tama. 

Clara shakes. He gave me a chance. Many times his heart tried to forgive, many times his heart hurt. It really hurts. Tama's sweet words like this she's heard…. As a result he caught Tama cheating easily.

"What if you meet again? What if fate brings you to Citra again. Should I be dumped again? Do I have to see you two sleeping again?" ask Clara pilu. Tears that have been trying to be held can stand to shed again. 

Clara pulled her hand from Tama's hand. 

"I've fought Mas. I fought until my heart was gone. I've tried to accept you and forgive all your mistakes. I fought, but I was the only one fighting. You said trying to love each other I've heard. Enough for me. That's enough," said Clara then stood up and left the room.