I'm the Abuser

The battle begins

Clara wiped away the tears that filled her face with the back of her hand. Scrambling the little bag he was carrying. Damnit. His tissue was gone unceremoniously. Clara was forced to wipe away the tears with her sleeves. Then what about the snot that was also rushing from his nose? Damnit damnit!! Why is it that times like this run out of tissue. Know what he took from the cafe before walking out gini. Clara has arrived at the big road. Confusion want to enter the cafe grab a tissue or continue while centrifuging the screw?

Someone handed him a small handkerchief beside him. Clara took it happily. Immediately complete the ticklish taste in his nose. Exhaling hard so that his nose is relieved. The srooott!! Sroot!!

"God, there's no sweetness you're a Poc" said Boby, grinning with amusement. Clara was shocked and looked. Seeing Boby still wearing a karate uniform just covered in a jacket. It was still attached to the black belt on his waist.

"Sister Boby!! Why here?" ask Clara.

Getting questions like that made Boby confused. Wanna answer what? Why are you with your husband? Walah. Boby is in a hurry to follow Clara who is definitely intercepted Tama on the road.

"Handkerchief. Make a side job. It's expensive because it belongs to police forensics" Boby said with a grin. Clara looked at the handkerchief that was already filled with her snot. There's a forensic screen printing on the edge. Handkerchiefs are always Boby bring if needed when working.

"Jeez. I'm sorry, sister, I don't know. It's not washing, it won't return" Clara said, feeling guilty. Boby pura pout. Actually it's not a big thing. Without a forensic handkerchief that is also not papa.

"That's Poc's favorite handkerchief. It's full of your snot! I can get scolded by my boss later." Boby manyun's. Inwardly in the heart. Since when did his boss take care of one forensic handkerchief available freely in labfor.

"Yes yes sorry. later do not wash until fragrant. Guaranteed there is no snot left. Yes yes yes" said Clara, shaking Boby's hand. Feeling very guilty. Thought it was really a rich task force police uniform.

"Yaudah, let me drive you home!" boby said he had a chance. Clara just came home with Boby.

Tama looks at Boby and Clara's interactions from afar. His hands clenched tightly. His heart is really hot. He should be the one with his hands!! He's a lawful husband!! 

Tama takes a phone and shoots Clara in Boby's arm.

"Look!! I won't let my wife take you so easily! Basic pebinor!!" tama said before entering his own car. 

Tama went home sad. He's actually self-conscious about cowards. It was a coward before. But together with Clara makes Tama feel different emotions. Challenged and passionate emotions. The girl he chose from comot first, has now fulfilled his longing. The girl who is old, funny and tough at the same time. Daus also seemed to miss his mother. Clara is fun and easy to love. How about it again…. He's also in love.

Tama wiped the rough of her face with her palm. But he wasted the girl. Who wouldn't be hurt like this. Ah... Citra.but he does not promise to be able to forget the Image as well. But sure Tama said that she didn't want to part. He's gonna defend Clara. There's that Boby. Don't want Boby to have Clara.

"Night Sir," said Mbak Jiah while carrying a garbage basket that had been discarded.

"Night…. Ma'am, I want coffee. Not going to bed yet?" said Tama.

"Okay sir, not yet" replied Mbak Jiah. Even while yawning. I don't think the same boss. It's late at night but ask for coffee. What is the plan to be a fish to keep melek do not sleep?

"The coffee is sir" said Mbak Jiah as he handed the cup over the table. The boss seemed to be thinking hard and sad. Since Ms. Clara didn't come home, it's been a dead house. Especially Daus and Pak Tama. I don't know what's causing Ms. Clara not to come back. Probably because of Daus' mother who came in the other day. That's Jiah's mind.

"Follow Ma'am. Good night," said Tama.

"Night sir" replied Mbak Jiah as he passed.

"Eh, Ma'am," said Tama stopped Mbak Jiah's footsteps.

"Yes sir" replied Mbak Jiah again facing Tama.

Mbak Jiah stuttered a little, but nodded as well. Why like this? What was? What storm happened?? The only bold question he asked in his chest. Maybe tomorrow we can gossip with Wiwik. But again they must have only concluded themselves. 

Tama smiled in satisfaction after giving the order. Divorced?? Haa don't dream! Tama will forever bind Clara in marriage with her. He doesn't like that Boby. Don't expect to get close to Clara any more.

***

Meanwhile, somewhere else. Clara and Boby were enjoying chicken satay in the previous place. The satay on Clara's plate is up. He took it off Boby's plate with his lunch.

"Eeee is mine" Boby protested.

"You're a guy, aren't you?" ask Clara to relax.

"Yes guys! wear nanya. Need your proof?!!" boby said. Feel his pride trampled on asked guy is not.

"If you guys are not the same girl," said Clara casually as she took one more skewer. Boby scratches the head that does not itch.

"This is the fate of men" Boby murmured to make Clara neekik.

"Good boy always gives the same girl. Always ask for first, even if not wrong. It's called gentel," said Clara to win by herself.

"Either gentel is somehow tired," replied Boby shrieked.

"Dilangin ngeyel you Brother! Who's wrong with this?!" clara ngegas. Slitting horror at Boby. Take one more skewer from Boby's plate.

"Yes I was wrong, I asked for a maap," said Boby with a liklas and melas. Clara couldn't bear to laugh. Though ekting mlorok horror is already good.

Boby bit Clara's shoulder at a glance. Before ordering twenty more skewers for the two of them.

"We're like old Susana for a long time" said Clara, biting satay again.

"New 40 skewers not yet 100 skewers. You're a girl, right?" ask Boby while grimacing.

"Well, he's wearing it" replied Clara.

"That means you're Susana" said Boby, replying to Clara. The girl is nyekik.

"That means you're the Bokir" replied Clara. They are just as laughing.

Boby then asks what Clara's life plan is after this.

"Divorce of course," said Clara steadily. They then look at the terms of divorce on the internet. One of them is a marriage book.

"I'll take it tomorrow at Tama's house" said Clara.