The Sad Eater of Widia's
Chapter 23 | What Do I Do?

Fadli did not arouse any desire to reply to Firani's voicemail. He motivated him after he cared about Fadli's curses, seemed to skin the feeling of wanting to escape and disappear from the world. Even though he's not really gonna die.

As long as his name is remembered by others and kept in the heads of other individuals, he will not really die. Fadli and all humans are truly immortal if they have a bond with other audiences, want the upper class to the bottom.

Fadli stroked his chest while panting, "Why do I want to run? Giving up takes less courage than my decision to leave home."

After uttering the sentence, his eyes noticed the lights were on in his room. She remembered Widia sleeping on her bed. A strong-ass fragile man rested on both of his legs, he stepped away from the house.

Once it was far enough from the residence. This child took out a sharp iron blade, spit was swallowed by it as sweat came out through his body pores due to fear, time aiming at the vital parts.

"What will everything be ..."

All the wounds and pains, will be over. Fadli was unsure of the things that rose in his head in a moment of rage and attacked him. Bothered if it does not disappear and extinguish immediately, the fire may only shrink and enlarge again.

"Firani said, 'are you sure? Maybe tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, or next week everything will be fine.' the words seemed ..." said Fadli tendered to the wall. He dropped something on his hand.

"What am I doing?"

He lifted his face up, as if he were asking the heavens about him. Childish or reckless drifting away in delusion. Which word is he doing? That's wild beringas.

Suddenly the man came, Fadli knew who he was. He was silent, the two of them looked at each other for a few seconds. This man took Fadli's knife, unexpectedly Fadli snatched his property back as if he snatched an important item.

This man lowered his gaze at Fadli before asking, "You want to kill a life?" Fadli responded using a nod of his head so he again said, "follow with the father. Calm your mind, I'll make you tea and drinks."

Fadli seemed to be in a daze, forgetting everything and being carried by the man who came to him. She moved with him, her eyes dim and empty light leaping, void like no life lived inside her.

A faint smile disappeared from his face, all the wounds and suffering he endured were temporarily gone. Help comes when Fadli doesn't pretend to be tough, this fragile, strong-assing teenager is pitied by a nobody, over and over again.

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Widia met Fauzan in front of the house with breath panting attacked by lejar, they walked in the sepinya city of Jakarta. There are still activities in this city even though it is midnight. They go to the cafe, Widia remembers if Fadli helped her in this place before.

"Did he come here often?"

"Yes. If he's in deep depression, he'll come here or play at the cafe."

Fauzan leaves the cafe, he moves to the playground with the hope that his friend will be there. Worried about Fadli, Fauzan expects that the habit of collecting knives is only a hobby and there is no other purpose than that.

"Then, why don't we just go there?" Widya asked.

"It's closed. The place will only be visited by Fadli in the morning, I guess.." said Fauzan as if unsure. He moved forward across the highway, his search continuing.

They're getting a dead end. After searching for an hour, both of them had lost their minds guessing the arrival of Fadli in the middle of the night like now. Calming yourself in a quiet place of silence will definitely be difficult to find, Widia thought.

"What's up, zak?" Fauzan spoke up.

Zaky sounded calm with a whispering voice saying, "Fadli has two phones.." Zaky stopped talking for a while and continued, "only for work and one for fun."

"Do you have a second cell phone number?!" Fauzan snapped a little hard. After saying that Zaky sounded as if he was growling with anger at something.

"Dropped. You're holding his work phone, right? Open it and search!" Zaky hung up the phone afterwards. This man snatched Fadli's phone from Widia, he searched around from the contact list of his second number.

Sometimes Fauzan thinks his friend is troubling people around him without him noticing. However, often he helps them as much as possible even if there is no reward. He only has problems in the family and heroes, the rest are just ordinary teenagers.

During 5 attempts to call his personal number, there was progress where Fadli picked up the phone even though there was no sound, except breathing. Soon Fauzan's eyes glowed and was about to speak opened his mouth. Suddenly, a heavy man's voice was like dropping Fadli's phone.

"Fame! Fadli?" Call him panicked over and over again. The call on the phone was cut off making Fauzan roar in annoyance.

"What's up. What's he saying?"

"I just heard Fadli breathing, suddenly there was the sound of an item falling and the phone disconnected."

Widia biting lips. He could only rely on the teenager before him, even if Fauzan could not, which he would do quietly at home awaiting his return. The patience to find the light of his eyes, will gradually disappear.

Once Fadli pulled him when Widia did not know where to go, the power to take another step dimmed and lost. It's just that, without being asked Fadli came to pull him into a step he had never imagined.

"I want to avenge his actions, very much!"he said in his heart. This girl hugged herself, clutching the silence of the night between the breeze stroking her hair.

"What if we had a drink and a break before looking for it again?" Fauzan's proposal pointed to one stall that was still open.

The two go to the place, Fauzan buys a drink and Widia wants to buy bread but undo her intentions. He didn't bring the little money so frantically Fadli disappeared. Fear penetrated into his mind, fearing if something happened to the light of his heart.

A woman banged on the door. Fauzan turned to the source of the voice, the owner of the stall came with warm coffee and a packet of bread. He serves coffee to Fauzan, thrusting a packet of bread leaves the recipient confused.

"I'm not--" Widia was flustered as she received a packet of bread in her hand.

"Fadli's here, there's one house with him, right? Go home and give this to the kids. The boy was here earlier, and now my husband has brought him to his house."

"Th-Grand Ma'am!" Widia got up from the chair. He pulled out 100K rupiah and left, forgetting Fauzan beside him. The girl disappeared without a trace, good news found them, making Fauzan sigh in relief.

Fauzan smiled wryly before saying, "having a beautiful woman at home is a blessing. Why Fadli instead ..."

The shop owner kept a knife on the table in front of Fauzan. Now that this woman had explained what had happened, this man rushed to finish his drink and ran away after paying. The woman who owns the stall doesn't understand what to do with Widia's money.

"This girl is from Mr. Ardi's family. Why is he staying with Fadli? Troubled child like him.."