The Sad Eater of Widia's
Chapter 10 | My Grief Eaters! | edt

Grief Eaters, chapter 10

Adi folded paper making airplanes and flying them. Paper floated in the air with the help of wind. His mother was chatting, with him they played spending sheets made of grass and wood.

They are in high places. Sure, little kids will play where for them it's fun. But it is not appropriate for a mother to take her eyes off entering the personal world, because they are still growing.

"Ughhh!"

Adi rolls. Turning down the high place, He looked panicked and tried to shout at Adi's mother who was busy talking, who never looked back. He intends to go down.

"Shut up!" Shouted Adi from below. "Stay there don't move!" The next one is harder.

"B-But..."

"I'm okay..!" a wry smile seemed forced. Adi's body was held in a large rock. He tried to rest on both feet, useless as blood flowed and tears fell. This child withstands pain when trying to ride.

This boy remembered the words of his father, that a man should not cry under any circumstances. Remembering that the pain is getting stronger. Getting into the brain, he felt important when looking up at the sky and feeling the breeze through the skin, very, very cold.

Strong winds were present, black clouds gathered in the vast space spread over the earth and heavy rain would actually fall. Adi hunts for breath when feeling pain in both legs and other limbs. Adi sees someone, he is not out of his mind and throws a small stone at him.

The man consciously turned his head in unison saying, "Goodness there's a little boy!"

The man with the hat and dressed as a farmer came to him. He talked to her for a while, this man helped her and led her up.

"Why are you playing on the mountainside? Danger, next time do not repeat again.." this man gave a bottle of water to Adi. "Drink and calm down first. So, where's your mom or dad?" Ask.

He wiped away the tears, "Mother Adi went away, I wanted to chase but there was a father here." He spoke as he sobbed in tears, "You're okay, right?"

"Shortly. does your mother know that you're playing here? If yes it is strange," he said while putting on a look of wonder.

The man who was with him wanted to drive them home. Only, Adi immediately refused and the tall man left after wrapping the wound on his leg using a bandage.

"Why do farmers have bandages?" Ask Adi in her heart. While He took her hand and hugged her tightly.

"Adi. hueee!" She cried suddenly making Adi gasp in shock. "Next time.don't do it. I'm really afraid of you why-why..!" Said He let out a stifled cry.

Adi and He went back to the tent. They were greeted by the noise of the camp. All busy cleaning things, due to the possibility of bad weather, they aim to go home. So he breathed a sigh of relief.

Adi doesn't want to go home. The boy felt he did not have an umbrella to shelter from the daily storm of condemnation, but he was forced to grasp a torn umbrella in the midst of the torrential rain. Wanted crazy commands and slipped when running, from the past until now.

"You should go home and rest well!" Tell Widya to be a little pushy. "Hurry and clean your luggage!" Urge added.

Not saying goodbye or waving Fadly's hand was pulled by Widya out of the apartment. Outside the building, they walked to the residence and during the trip Widya stared at the two male legs beside her. There's blood coming out of the bandage.

"Ihh. Alya is not!"

"What's wrong? Why do you see my feet so."

Fadly accepted his request. He sat in the downcast chair acquiring Widya justifying the bandage that was about to come off. Fadly's response was just a small smile. He raised his hand, stroking his head gradually to the forehead.

"W-What are you doing?"

"Just stroke, can't you, can you?"

"Ehh. This is too.." said Widya while bowed. Before the interlocutor answered, he looked up and it soon rained.

Fadly stood up and took her into one of the cafes, they both took shelter inside and ordered a warm drink. The rain suddenly fell. This man held his head, like a confused person he put chopsticks into his glass.

When the noodles came, Fadly instead of eating it almost put it in a glass filled with coffee. Watching her strange behavior Widya asked. However, there was absolutely no answer thrown out, like being wrapped in feelings.

"You why? I think something's weird, that's it."

"Anyway.." Fadly smiled wryly. "I just touched your head, sorry.Today my focus was only on my story."

"Yes, you've never told me your story. What are you writing?" This beautiful girl develops lips. "Tell me a little bit about what you wrote," Widya told me as if she was a bit pushy.

"The story of the boy who ate the grief of a woman."

"Hee.. seems interesting," Widya said, holding her head with both hands. "Then, how's it going? That's just the beginning."

Fadly sipped coffee and switched the conversation, trying not to look at the girl in front. The cafe is so quiet. There were only servants, people had left this place and the calmness was earnestly attending to the atmosphere of the afternoon.

The lights glow so bright, square in shape and sometimes discolored. The development of the cafe here is not like before. Fadly recalled before this place was not crowded, only the lights cost 10,000 and the employees were few. However, time passed so quickly, once he blinked he had lost a lot of spectacle.

Fadly stared at the shadow. A blow hits the cheek, leaving a blue mark and blood pouring out of the mouth. The next day, he shook his head when the teacher asked him a question, and he regretted not complaining.

His only place to complain has vanished swallowed up by nothing. The parents glanced at the other house, the boy proudly puffed out his chest. Raising the gold cup as high as possible.

Fadly stared at the storybook on the floor and imagined how his father would carry it, when he won the race. Unfortunately, it was just a factitious delusion, a concoction made by his brain.

Other children have better goals in the eyes of their parents. I stepped on the book where I wrote the story. Typical ugly writing chicken claw. However, Adi writes with his own ability and effort. Seeing his hard work insulted this child remained silent, leaping blankly looking at the two legs of the father.

"Fadley? Why are you daydreaming!" The slap slowly awakens him from the imaginary world. He raised his face, finding Widya so close that it was less than seven inches away.

"I'm fine."

The speech coincided as this man stood up, he cleaned the table and paid for it. Looking at the stupid memories. Experiencing deep sadness, his mind regrets his actions, but he is afraid to set foot in the home of his parents.

Another father entered their son's world. While his father, displacing livestock resulting from his relationship with a woman using chains and interfering in affairs in his world. Restrained freedom after grinning widely, at that time Adi also widened.

"Dad only smiled when I was beaten to the ground by bullies, simply for choosing the wrong truth." Fadly thought as she glanced at the woman by his side.

Widya mesem, the smile is so warm and feels comfortable giving birth to an intention Fadly to put his heart to him, the only charming girl, according to him in this city. In the drizzling drizzle of rain, they join hands affectionately moving towards the residence.