The Sad Eater of Widia's
Chapter 19 | About Feeling Pain

Grief Eater, chapter 19

Although the two had been friendly yesterday, now seems awkward surrounding both like the moon and earth. The issue of parents has not been resolved. Fadly is reluctant to meet, as is her father.

"Yesterday was very messed up. Ah, what should I do about this kind of situation?" Ask in the mind. Widya kept thinking about it until it seeped into her heart.

Widya supported her head with one hand while daydreaming, flower bando and earrings given by Fadly are still used today. The room is still alive with the conversation in the classroom, this girl is not interested in daily chats and prefers to be quiet until the time to go home.

"Sorry.. Widya huh?"

The voice of a gentle man caught his sense of hearing. Widya turned her head, the man with tidy hair and a slightly yellow color standing before her. Just looking at a glance Widya understood if this man gave a look of hope.

"Your appearance is very much different from Fadly, usually he will wear closed clothes or something like that." said Widya saw the interlocutor even though her mind was elsewhere.

"F-Fadley? Who's that.."

"Ah, I'm just daydreaming, don't think about it." Widya shook her head before continuing, "Wira by the way, what's the matter with you to see me?"

"No, I just wanted to ask if you have any free time to.."

"Yes, I'm very busy. Especially in the middle of a fight with someone, so there is no more time.." quickly Widya interjected.

Suddenly the classroom atmosphere was so empty, as if cold weather entered the room gave birth to tension. At the same time all the disciples waited tensely, gripping like they were in a place of horror.

The students hurried to whisper while watching them, as did the students doing the same. The woman bit her lower lip. She was like upset, Widya let out a long sigh after carrying her bag.

"Wait!" The hero is speaking a bit loudly. He shouted, "I want you to be my girlfriend!"

"Huh?" Spontaneous Widya turned towards him.

The most liked teenager even admired by many people in the school environment when he just moved, it is natural that he paired with people who have the same status. Widya thought about it when the throw said Wira out.

He narrowed his eyes revealing his fierce gaze, his face making a look of dislike. This girl left without a word. In fact, he was actually right to present an unhappy mood.

"Curtain!" Widya nodded, "What was she thinking? That's upsetting!"

Some people watched Widya say 'cleh' the exclamation said she did not like to go hand in hand with the expression of dislike. He went out through the gate to find Alya smiling at him.

***

"How did that happen? Say it!" Widya orders while shaking Alya's body mercilessly. "Hurry saying!" His insistence.

"I told you I don't know, but what you must have rejected was Fadly's enemy!"

"Say everything, hurry!"

"THAT'S A PRAYER."

Alya let go. He took a deep breath before continuing the conversation about the two men, that Fadly was not expelled instead fled because of internal family problems. And this problem is supported by the existence of the hero.

"Anyway, almost the problem is rooted in the Hero and his father. That's all I know."

Widya gripped her phone when she said, "Hoo. After this horror from you, it feels like I want to kill it son and I report his father with KDRT charges."

"Don't kill people" Alya said presenting a wry smile. "But when it comes to his father, I agree with you.." Alya nodded.

These two long-haired girls came out from the cafe, their only step goal was just the Fadly residence. In the course of the chat that everything includes about Fadly, the distance of the chat is not far from about the man.

After walking for a long time, Widya reached the yard but found Fadly sitting by the window of the room and she sat back to them. Alya hesitates to approach her, then leaves secretly without Widya's knowledge.

"Hey Alya, what do you think?" Widya asked continued to attach her gaze. "Alya. hey Alya!" Get this girl back and get no one.

From a distance this girl saw the woman lift foot in a taxi. Widya walks into the house, while holding the door handle she hears Fadly talking to herself. He listened because his name was spoken.

"I only help out of sympathy" he said in a loud voice. "Feeling it is the same as suicide. Well, seeing a rich lady as a maid is a great relief to my heart.."

Widya's lips trembled when she heard Fadly's words just now. This girl opened the door slowly, she stepped into her room without a sound following. Dirty sentences issued to curse Widya, incessantly relentless.

He closed the door slowly, entering the room disappointed and sad. Meanwhile, Widya ventured to watch the birds fluttering their wings in space while thinking about Fadly's words that seeped into her heart.

"Every month my card is still sent money from my father, do I have to stay at the hotel?" The question came out suddenly from his mouth. "Is it possible that Fadly teased me just wanting to see my reaction as a reference source for her story?"

Widya was drowning in a sea of questions, increasing as each new thought emerged. He hugged the pillow and bit it. All at once he shook his head to the left-right, firmly rejecting all questions.

He tried to distort the facts, deny the whole reality and cover his face using a pillow. Widya hopes that if her pain disappears forever, she will only remember someone's words if the pain is still needed to push her.

"We're trying to get rid of it, knowing we need it? Pain still hurts, even if you say so Fadly."

***

Like a melted oil, Fadly stroked her cheeks gently and had no intention of doing anything else beyond her ability. He smiled faintly revealing a hint of happiness. This man walked away, forward alone no one by his side.

"Fins ..."

Widya opened her eyes slowly not finding anyone around her, rubbing her eyes and massaging her cheeks for a while. Moving out, finding the door of the room light his eyes opened.

Widya hugged herself, "What should I do?"

His phone rang, once he saw who was calling he did not pick up and give a message if he would call back at a later time. He went into the room of the teenage boy, sat on his bed and grabbed a white bolted pillow.

Both hands reach for the pillow into the embrace of both hands circular, hugging it tightly as if unwilling to let go. For a while his mouth hung up, then cupped again as if to say something but held back.

"Isn't that thing here?" Widya looked around publishing a memory. "Ah yeah right, I kept that thing under his desk."

A glimmer of hope met him, Widya got up and went under the table to pick up something that was affixed to her a few days ago. He came out with the item, as long as he felt love and heart for her Widya did not want to let go about leaving him.

He walked into the room, locked the door and sat at his study table with the curtains closed and even the lights off. Widya took a deep breath as she had yet to reveal the voice in her hand.