The Sad Eater of Widia's
Chapter 04 | Stretching Hands To You | edt

Grief Eater, chapter 04

"Be careful on the road, Zan!" Excited Fadli to see his friend leave. The vehicle disappeared from view. When she turned around, she found Widia standing at the door. "What's wrong?" Ask slowly.

They both went inside. The look of the face that showed his feelings for Fadli had a heart mess, finally the two teenagers were reciprocating into a drift. This black haired girl moved the eyeball to the corner of the left eye.

In his right Fadli put air in his breathing, tasting the sense of ignoring someone even though the memories of parents rise. Striking incessantly, beating the heart but both legs remain resting, feeling the help of girls at that time.

This 16-year-old girl bit her lower lip, she looked so angry and upset accompanying her beautiful face. Fadli was confused as to why. He was about to ask, his mouth gaping but unable to say after the tears flowed down.

"Why did you help me at that time." he said with sobs. "You're so gini even though you're really weird!" He said with a high tone.

The situation is more confusing, the one party does not digest every utterance of his sentence, while the other party wants to be understood.

The mindset of each human being is different, sometimes finding similar twin but twin also although it will not have things that are liked. They are not robots that are programmed the same, although there are not necessarily similarities that last long.

"I think you want to harm me or doang benefits, but. Don't get it too!" His crying is weakening. In a confused state of lost sense do not know what to do Fadli silent. "Until I do a lot of things.for me, what good is it to you?" Widia asked for information.

Fadli turned his eyes away, he took a breath before turning his back on this girl after seeing the tear spots on the floor. He took a pen on the table. Breathing accompanies his gloomy expression, now a sharp gaze leads to the tip of the pen.

"Widia.." call her. "I don't know the reason for your nolong maybe I'm because I like you but it feels weird too. Honestly, I'm confused as to what my brain wants but it looks like it needs a test!" the reply made Widia bite her tongue.

The two reciprocated to ask each other for an explanation about the reason for reaching out at that time. This young man faced him. Showing a hollow smile, leaping blankly to Widia, Fadli gave a thin smile giving birth to a fresh cold. His pupils narrowed in reverse when he saw Widya's first look at High School.

Threatening gaze? Friendly gaze? Widia did not know but seemed to know him at one time. I need an understanding of him. Fadli shook his head, after biting his fingers and smiling wryly he sat on the sofa as if he had not heeded the matter just now.

"Well then what do you want?" Tanya Fadli started the conversation. "How about. I mean..," he added, somewhat slowed down the tempo when speaking.

Widia sat in front of a chair on the floor with a sad face. They talked for half an hour non-stop. Decak clock is not a barrier, all distractions are not able to disturb the conversation of the two.

"Then you want how, do not have a place to live." said this man while hitting the table with a knuckle.

"..."

Reaksi gadis di depannya tidak lebih dari menerima dengan ekspresi tak terima, ia hanya mengigit bibir lagi dan lagi, seolah hanya itu yang bisa dilakukannya. Selama hitungan detik Fadli tidak ditanggapi dia kini ingin melanjutkan. Namun, merasa bila Widia ingin berkata ia mengurungkan niatnya sementara.

"I'm going to do some house business, everybody!" His screams are a bit snapping. It breaks the atmosphere of the house.

Widya's reaction to the glare of her fierce eyes only remained silent. Sweat dropped from the forehead, along with the background of the place as if gripping for him, for the first time the prima donna girl enjoyed this kind of pressing atmosphere.

Fadli got up from the sofa and said, "this is not your residence until you can run to the room and bite the pillow crying with a sad speech. But please go to the room and write the phrase 'why is the world cruel to me a' even though it seems like a question. That's what I did when I was a labile teenager."

Feeling awkward Fadli approached by the window looking at the tree in front of the house, his hands clenched tightly. Embed fear in the heart and keep anger in the head. He really did not understand right, what happened at that time before issuing an invitation.

A house that is old. All the paint has peeled off, the weeds have never been cut and the rubbish scattered. The wooden fence was destroyed. Swing window hinges are eaten rust until they break, fall and create a loud noise.

After without being desired happy memories for people with disorders rise in the mind. Fadli shook his teeth. His tongue was almost bitten, yet he took a breath calming the mind.

"Hate the person who feels the most pain in this world. I'm one of them.." His words are like whispers. It can still be caught by Widya's ears even though the distance is a bit far.

The two teenagers are now chatting slowly with the aim of reaching a mutual agreement between the two parties here. It took half an hour to get to a deal. Because Widia is not happy, shy about not being able to get along and does not understand about it.

"What are you doing?" Lift Widia to start the conversation. Fadli's response as usual.

"My work is allowed. Not banned by the government!" Answer the teenage boy throw a small smile.

Widia wanted to know enough about him. However, as a foreigner even more hitchhiking he has no rights. One thing he wanted certainty. His face was red, though the thought of guessing a reply soon arrived, straight from the speaker's mouth.

"Actually I was kicked out of the house and came here" said this man bowed. He pinched his lips using his teeth as if he regretted something. "We've been to school a long way from here so no one knows I'm here but you should, please don't let anyone else know.." getting face-to-face is like a break up.

Crick, crick, crick...

The sound of the double-winged insect that ran through the atmosphere caused Widia to gasp in shock, suddenly Fadli got up and left. He closed his forehead with his right hand. Following that, Widia also blushed red as Fadli was the same and the two turned their faces away.

"I told you I like you but it's not an obsession, I used your name in my story! But.." said it's getting weaker. While the interlocutor when heeding his words was a little embarrassed to speak a word.

"It's night, we're good to sleep!"

"It's the sea at night, sleep!"

Both words coincide. The awkwardness before it has gone somewhere. Widia ran away by re-entering the room, even though it was just a simple room, she felt this small room was blocked seemed special.

The blue flower in the pot by the window swayed according to the wind, its petals moving incessantly as the wind blew. Widia felt innocent in front of him. Widia now sits leaning on the door while closing her face, her apple-red face is so sweet.