The Sad Eater of Widia's
Chapter 12 | Mango Acid Fruit | edt

Grief Eaters, chapter 12

Widya's eyelids were exposed. He finds an unknown woman sitting on the chair where Fadly is. Standing with her eyes closed, the girl focused her eyes on her cheeks, sweating and pouring out.

"Why is Fadly so dry?" Widya's heart in the heart. "I'm sick.." she softly nodded.

Widya's intention was to give her a seat. He was about to get up and give him his seat, before doing so Fadly fell backwards. Suddenly those around were shocked not playing, fortunately he was arrested by other passengers.

Fadly looks sick. Widya sat him in her seat, his condition seemed to deteriorate. His breath was hunting and his face was red. What was seen before-before the situation looked fresh fit, suddenly so this kind of.

"I'm fine. Just need your hug, Widya."

"What are you.." Widya put down the voice. "You turned out to be just delirious," he softly stroked his head. He looks very weak in contrast to his moments at home.

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They arrived at their destination. The two get off the angkot, find a high school that has a pool in front of it. Before moving away towards the base of the ojek Fadly's vision was glued to the school. He frowned a little, like publishing bad memories.

The wind pulled Widya's hair. They arrived at a fork in the road, before turning in one direction his gaze was fixed on the road ahead. Widya who saw the expression on the face of the man by her side came to see, it was just an ordinary road.

They're on foot. Obtaining a large mosque standing, this teenager widened quite shocked when he saw this place of worship. He smiled and continued on his way.

"But only 2 years," he said slowly. "But there have been many changes like this." he continued speaking while looking left-right.

Widya sees no waste. The smell could faintly frown, it was just that for the girl living in the city it seemed like seeing a rice field of this magnitude gave birth to a feeling of admiration. The cultivated land, irrigated to plant rice, is so vast.

The second step is quite slow, enjoying the scenery and spectacle that attract attention to slow down movements. The only thing that could make them aware was the sound of children. They were playing around on the field, followed by a joyful smile clinging to the face.

"Fadley? You why."

"No." her words slowed down. "I'm not okay." he continued disappearing. He put his hat back on, the mask was put on and approached the field.

He bought bread, talked to the seller and pointed to one of the girls playing with his friends. After giving him a hundred thousand pieces of money, he returned with only one loaf of bread in hand.

Confused what he did Widya received the bread and devoured it, without ignoring the questions in her mind. He also watched the girl eat bread from her money, along with her friends. I heard a light laugh.

"He's my brother.."

At once Widya did not bite the food. He dropped his bread, he stared intently at Fadly as if to say. As usual, his mouth was locked tightly when he was about to speak.

"Widya.." call him not to turn. He lifted his face to the sky and said, "You haven't been to school for a few days, okay?"

Small nods into answers. Fadly leaves after the girl leaves, while Widya who follows him from behind is curious. Where's the residence? Why didn't he just meet her? What's he gonna do?

From the opposite face, this man looks sturdy but the attitude is the opposite. On his way to a destination he bought fruit from a street vendor. He picked a yellow mango, and Widya just watched it.

"ah! Yes sorry.."

Widya sat beside him. He was completely unaware of daydreaming, thinking about many things about himself and this time his heart was noisy. The girl's pupils are enlarged. He looked to the right, this man peeling the skin of the fruit.

"Ehh?" Widya gaping wide. "What's wrong? Why!" His words hurriedly clasped Fadly's wrist to stop his hand activity.

Suddenly, without the slightest warning, Fadly shed tears to the fruit that was being peeled by him. The girl wiped her tears, wearing her soft hands. She flicked Fadly's hair to see her eyes, very red and wildly rough.

His eyes seemed to move repeatedly quickly. Her tears are flowing down. As if she was suffering, Widya lost her mind as Fadly pressed her palms against her cheeks.

"Behhh. Big brother bring girlfriend!" The voice appeared from their right.

Nimbly Fadly put away Widya's hand and scratched her own finger, she bit her lips. The teenager looked at the boy. His hands and lips trembled, the girl with him guessing his cries were not due to physical injuries.

"Gee!" Fadly's sigh looks in pain. "Please dong, you crybaby.need a stirrup!" His words followed after wiping away the tears.

"Beuhh.." This boy showed a mocking face as he spoke. "Isn't there a sister's boyfriend?" Ask immediately while approaching.

Soon Fadly catches Widya and hugs her. The response of this girl was rather slow, not lingering her face was blushing red in embarrassment like a ripe apple. He hugged her back. In the deck, the two whispered to each other, revealing a false promise.

"Huh? What do you mean you tell me your girlfriend to your sister, just show off."

"That's sorry. The first reason is, I like you. And secondly, your name is often mentioned in front of him because it's in my story."

"We're just pretending that your sister isn't looking for an opportunity. Remember, no one wants to be as small or trivial as anything.."

"I won't do any harassment, you can take my ID and report me to the police if you want.This is just one time, please."

After whispering for a long time. They nodded simultaneously. Pretending to be someone's girlfriend makes Widya nervous, she has never been dating. He seems to have bad acting skills.

Fadly invited her sister to eat mangoes with them. The little girl sat down, she received a piece of fruit flesh and devoured, immediately a sour expression came out after chewing a taste of sour taste in her mouth.

Choosing fruit looks mature from the outside is not always in line with what is desired, it could be forced to ripen or other things. Various factors could affect, Fadly sighed contemplating it. He asked his sister to hurry home.

Determining the value of an item from appearance is not necessarily good. As long as you don't know, is it fair to judge? Someone commenting on other personal activities. Nonetheless, other individuals talk about it as well, it always happens.

"When the color is obviously yellow I think it will be sweet too. It's just that, isn't it?"

"Let's forget about that. Now it's time to find a place for wheezing." the utterance stopped. "I-I forgot in this village there is no accommodation," he continued speaking with a glance.

"Eh?" Widya's mouth was just gaping. He could not speak out, the day was also getting late and time was not slowing down when they thought. Fadly bit her lips, while Widya touched her forehead, always so if panicked.

Suddenly Fadly gasped as if in shock. He stood up and sighed, similar in relief. Widya who saw his behavior was also shooing away uneasily guessed she had a plan.