The Sad Eater of Widia's
Chapter 01 | About Not Fair

Grief Eater, chapter 01

The weather in the middle of the allied arc, lightning blasting at the ears of the listener as if inflamed shook the entire building, as a black-haired girl spilling over the waist walked through the swift rain.

Girls walk staggered feeling sick, hair and clothes were dirty because of the puddles. In the pouring rain he walked alone with blood on his face, until the time he felt weakness not firmly resting on both legs.

He was carrying a backpack, his face water was slightly white. Her eyes turned red as after crying. Appearing his legs limp as powerless as he rested, he fell down with his luggage and school clothes get wet.

The girl who gave birth to a sense of small-heartedness caught the sound of a cell phone with her ears saying, "why am I receiving a cell phone from someone else?" He bit his lips before continuing, "this is so unfair!"

The streets of the city are full of vehicles and traffic, the noise of the horn is very loud vociferous sound. People make it the center of attention, even for a little while. None of them wanted to help him even ask him.

"What's wrong?" Lift someone up. This black haired girl raised her gaze to meet a teenager she knew. "Well, you're on the road like this?" Further asked.

This girl obtained the sight of teenage boys of her age reaching out, those red eyes and somewhat disheveled hair became her trademark. Along with the sad durja, this girl adapts herself as well as yet this man protects her.

Protective gear from heat and rain, made from a folded stalk-tongued cloth, was held by the teenager shakily.

"Widia.." The teenager paused before taking a deep breath and continued, "why are you raining. What's wrong with you?" Ask with astonished faces.

"I just.." quietly Widia. "Not having a hand ..." His words faded further and disappeared behind the sound of the rain.

Upon returning to find a helping hand, Widia accepted, after getting up for her help, this woman was silent after thanking her. However, the man with him caught a sniffing cry, he could not guess the situation and opened his mouth.

"Do you want to go to my house?" Take it slow. "After the break you can go home the distance really, really," he said, smiling.

The speaker nodded slowly before saying, "iya Fadli" Widia bit her lips after a whimper, "later everything will be changed."

They walk side by side, Widia is fully protected by an umbrella, while the owner of the umbrella half wet due to maintaining distance. His desire to fight elbows was violently rejected by his brain

Arriving in front of a simple house with flowers lined up neatly in the form of straight lines, arranged on the home page with various colors. Likewise, the swing occupied by the cat was sheltering under the tree from the falling water points of the air swaying according to the wind.

Fadli took him into the house while scathing into his face, as long as the eyes jumped blankly and his mouth was silent without saying any words. He sat on the sofa as Fadli went into the kitchen.

A few minutes later, he returned with a cup of tea still steaming and a dry towel on his arm. While handing her over to Widya, the girl wiped her face and sipped a drink while grieving.

"What's wrong?" This time Fadly asked while leaning over to the sofa.

When observing from a distance, witnessed by the netra is just a girl sitting with her legs folded overlaid by her buttocks, squabbling on the street. Like a hopeless person. Moreover, despite the difference in class, he still remembered the opposite direction behind it.

The lie that came out of his mouth was broken. Widia is now saying the truth. Although a little unconvincing, Fadli believed after finding a poignant expression and Fadli was now confused must say the word or not.

When she wanted to talk, Widia seemed confused about explaining it, but she could explain what happened with sad emotions. A few minutes later Fadly realized because he was so sad, all property rights of his land was taken by force by his uncle.

"It's so unfair!" Widia suddenly kicked the table. "Why does he who is not a family get ownership rights even a house?" He half snapped. Behind Fadli's smile took a deep breath.

Forgetting his story for a moment, Fadli finds out about his family's wealth that he is nothing but one of the poor. Why could he have such a fate? What Fadli guessed was just a strange conclusion, although in a few moments he guessed Widya would ask a question.

"Hey Widia, what happened to you?" Ask again, repeating.

"Fadly..." Now after a long time he's open up. "Can I stay here from now on?" Further asked.

This man adjusted his speech, only silent to stare in wonder, immediately he knocked on the table in front of him and said the right thing, which was to reject it raw and Widia understood it. Staying together with someone who is nobody suspicious.

He looked down and said, "sorry for saying something weird to you." Widia was biting her lips, "what did I say?"

Fadly, turning his eyes to the side, said, "It's okay, drink first and dry your hair. It's raining heavily, later after it subsides anyway-I mean mind the best thing."

Because, because his father and mother are abroad he has no place to go home. And Fadli took the decision to let him stay here, only, he was afraid of the neighbors exaggerating the matter.

"Can't your parents call you on the phone?" Fadli gave a statement. Widia's response was just a shudder. "Do you have any relatives or relatives outside or in the city?" Fadli asked back but the response remained similar.

Really Fadli does not understand the situation now, a lot of stories like a conjecture even though the belief is quite strong. Turning the reality upside down, Fadli could only nod, he randomly wanted to verbalize a sentence but came to a halt.

"It looks like my question will be personal" the teenager said in his heart. "I think if the girl who heard it would get angry," he continued to saturate while sipping his drink.

Taking one tough decision, however, Fadli could not accept to stay. That will cause problems in the future. Maybe they won't feel, only sometimes the ears will feel hot, and misunderstand the surroundings peacock everywhere.

Fadli looked at her with a serious look, "i if for food I have to work. Then, you're no one I'm so won't be able to support you.." he took a breath and continued, "if I like you, but for this matter it's different."

Durja Widia blushed red in embarrassment, though her mouth spouted words and questions, the daughter felt her cheeks warm and her heart noisy. So noisy until the rising Widia cursed the circulatory center. They are now looking at each other, their neutrals meet a small solace.

Widya's pretty face hinted red, although the speech was thrown by many teenage boys at her school this is the first time she felt embarrassed. It broke the silence. Now that this girl started talking to him, it didn't change the fact that Fadli might ask him to leave.