I'm the Abuser

Baper

Clara and Bayu are getting closer.  They often joke at work. Mutual tease when one is busy with his work. Bayu came to settle down while Clara was busy with pictures of clothes designs to be produced. Bayu sheathed a large plastic piece of cloth on Clara's head. The woman was surprised. Sontak made the people in the room laugh.

"Wooo HRD is crazy!! Not fire you!!" clara nagged.

"Do you have an office?" tejek Bayu's.

"Yes yes…. His young wife BRM Bisma Arkananta Danajaya. You.. Bayu lesus is not fired!!" clara pede. His friend smiled awkwardly.

"When have I married you?" ask the voice Clara recognizes as her boss. Clara is shocked. Turn around slowly while grinning. Directly face to face with the face of his boss who dimpled. Friends of his friend immediately ngakak congregate.

"For Sir…. Hehehe I was just acting as a young wife" Clara said. Plastic cloth is still a henchman on his head.

"I'm not on the same level as your rich snot boy. Take care of your words next time," said Bisma then passed by with a smile. Actually want to laugh also with the behavior of his new employees who there is only that.  Moreover, Clara's style of speech that resembles ketoprak (people's puppet) makes her more funny. But he must take care of his authority. 

"Sorry sir, it will not be repeated" replied Clara before Bhishma disappeared. His friend laughed again.

"Good not in magic be your frog. Dare to dare to be the young wife of the future successor to the throne of the palace," said Mbak Gendis while nekik. The accountant then continued his work. Bisma is a noble descendant.

"What if he can do magic?" ask Clara kepo. His head felt something strange. Just realized that there was still a plastic cloth dangling from his head.

"Oh…. Noo…. There's still him in my head" said Clara nanar. Again made his friend fell out of his pocket. The office has always been crowded since Clara. The new designer.

Bayu and Clara ate together at lunchtime.

"Pak vegetable bitter melon, the same catfish yak," said Clara while paying attention to the warteg menu. Pointing vegetables bitter melon and fried catfish behind the glass. It's like pointing at a touchscreen.

"Such a sweet pare," comments Bayu.

"The bitterness of bitter melon is not as bitter as this life," replied Clara sok pujangga. Bayu laughed hearing that. They chose the table while carrying their food.

Bayu continued to pay attention to Clara who greedily ate oseng bitter tempe. Slightly grimacing imagined bitter bitter melon taste. Bayu is not a person who likes extreme food. He just took the vegetable soup and fried chicken menu earlier.

"Any bittersweet, Ra?" ask Bayu kepo. Clara looked up from her plate.

"No, good tau mixed with rice like catfish," replied Clara.

"Wanna try?" clara asked while hanging her spoon in front of Bayu's mouth. Spoon that has rice, bitter melon and catfish. Bayu shook his head strongly. It cannot bear the same bitter taste. 

"What a good way, right? Hahahaha," said Clara was very satisfied because it put pieces of cayenne pepper also into the mouth of Bayu. 

The taste in Bayu's mouth is mixed. It was like a taste in his chest. Bayu drank his iced tea with a reddened face. Unknowingly they eat in the same spoon…. They're…. Exchanging saliva….. Bayu is a baper. Close to Clara alone had made her heart flower. That woman is a great friend. Ah…. If only they hadn't married. Inner Bayu while continuing to eat them with Clara who smiled satisfied because she managed to prank him.

Boby knows Clara's closeness to a boyfriend. His wife often talked about Bayu on the phone. There's pain in his chest. There is no genuine friendship between an adult male and an adult female. One must be baper.

"You still love me, don't you?" ask Boby.

"Yes, yes" replied Pocik confidently and quickly. A sign that he is honest. Boby smiled wiping the screen hp featuring the face of his tiny wife.

"I am also very much like you" replied Boby. Summing up that the baper must be Bayu's party. Sighs in sad breath. Who can resist the charm of his wife? Cheerful independent woman .. who always makes the atmosphere alive everywhere. Pocik is like a magnet that attracts men a lot quickly. Boby could only pray. May their love be strengthened until it is time to be together. Hope Pocik is unaware of his own charm. And change add himself to a more established man.

"Poc, I'm sorry to change add you to the upperclassmen first," said Boby among the storm of Clara's story about her daily life now. Many call Bayu, Bayu, and Bayu. 

Clara was silent for a moment. Frowning his forehead with Boby's words just now.

"Haaaa you're just sorry now???!!!! Now???? I cried almost six months ago. Staring at your nanar who picked up the upperclassman from the school yard. Cry again and cry again!!!! My eyes are almost swollen every day because of your nangisin!!! I used to pray that you would get an ugly wife and a widow…. Means my prayers used to be answered," said Clara at length nagging about Boby's monument of guilt first. The man laughed. Enjoyed Pocik's nagging about himself first. It was safer for his heart to listen to how jealous Pocik exchanged added than to hear Bayu's name.

"Yes granted. Try first you pray I get a beautiful girl's wife. We're certainly not a match, because you're ugly. Or dating without you having to go through the same widow phase Tama. Hahahahahaha," said Boby laughing happily.

"You said I was ugly!!!" clara ngegas. Boby could only laugh.

"Bad!! Why do you want to be just as ugly a widow as I am!!" clara said fire.

"Because of your own prayers, right?" flip Boby. Clara was dumb. Their conversation ends when Boby's call runs out.

"Sleeping well, baby," said Boby. 

Clara smiled softly. Ends too…. What he waited for for a whole week. Complete a little miss by looking at the face of her beloved husband. Ah..... why do four years feel so long??? Ask Clara who she knows. Clara sprayed Boby's perfume on the bolster she hugged. This is how to treat his longing to sleep without Boby's figure for months. Hugging the bolster with love. Drown his face on the bolster with a few teardrops.

The hape reads. Message from Bayu.

'Good sleep Plaque.' Bayu's message with hugging emotions. 'Plak' is Bayu's favorite call to Clara. Short for koplak. Bayu knows very well that Sunday night is Clara's schedule to call with her husband. The message will not be answered. There's jealousy that sniffs in the chest. Jealously that….Bayu knows it's not really in place. Bayu stared at Clara's profile picture on her chat app.

'Good sleep too Bay.' A reply from Clara came in. Bayu smiled happily.