The Sad Eater of Widia's
Chapter 37 | Luka Lama Fadli

Chapter 37 | Luka Lama Fadli

Fadli seriously glared at the mobile phone screen for a few minutes, not long mesem created in durja cherry. He moved around and sat at the study table, he picked up a piece of paper and then crossed off one activity from his schedule.

"Sure yes!!" Shouted Fadli while pounding the table with the palm of his hand.

Happiness spread throughout the body, this time it was the power to fortify a carefree smile, with the heart of Fadli welcoming his arrival. He exhaled, coming out of the room to see his father eating sitting cross-legged.

This teenager swung his legs towards father, his smile still lingering on his appearance. Even so, the excitement lasted for a while after his father clucked in annoyance while looking at him with narrowed eyes.

"What does it want to be? The humans here do not understand the state of the family!" Father said suddenly.

Fadli who raised an eyebrow replied, "This doesn't understand what you're saying."

"Help your father, not play hp and lazy in the room, in the future what do you want? Huh!" Father says.

His annoyed son bit his lips. Spontaneously he shouted, "bank robber!"

Teenage boys lift their legs from the living room back to the room, both hands raised featuring fingers wrapped in plaster wound fruit hard work so far. Surprise for his family became a relay like rotten and rotten wood.

"What if there's a wife? Want there ka--" this man's speech stopped after the door of the eagle due to Fadli.

Fadli opened the door and interjected, "I'm not getting married. In the future I will be a bank robber and rape someone else's child!"

After a big fight is inevitable again, the two hit each other even though the advantage is more skewed to whom. Certainly not a person who is in pain in both hands, the impact of learning and busyness that is not inferior to his father.

"In the end, I never knew the expression of the father when I saw his son's achievements. For sure. will be trampled, I'm sure!" His inner.

The calm days passed, Fadli sipped a cup of coffee while enjoying the vibrant, bright and bright sky manifested a small smile also present along with the screams of Dini. His sister was playing with the children around the house happily.

According to her brother, her sister is more sociable than her. Seeing this Fadli was quite happy, if not looking deeper and guessing further. Because it is difficult to dive into his sister's life, his brother chose to act if necessary.

"I don't grow in the house, outside the yard, and sometimes there's chickens or something. If I had a fence around him there would also be insects, even so, it does not mean the owner just stay still and wait for the flowers to wither."

After muttering like that Widia hugged from the other face, they watched Dini have fun. Even so, the calm was not fully residing in the mind of Fadli found his mother coming while carrying a plate filled with rice.

"Eh? I was making ..." Widia lost her word while her boyfriend was being suckled by her mother.

Fadli sighed saying, "Have you forgotten? I talked about it last night, you know."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to insult or anything, I forgot about it!" Said this girl hurriedly chanting as if convincing. Fadli was confident in his words, the truth was always on his face.

Fadli breathed air from his mouth, his eyes looking into the air but his mind was actually floating. Uban continues to grow every week, the burden of his mind is difficult to express and stick like a strong glue.

An old memory seeped up in his head, being able to see this scene gave birth to pleasure and a hint of annoyance. His father learned that forcing a child to study would only bring depression, even if he did not change.

Teenage boys not all have a manly nature, for him who suck in sports but large body posture nan high from the outside seemed to have a high mental intelligence, even the opposite. Father continues to insist on being a soldier, while his son wants to work as an employee.

"Children just take care, I do not belong to my father like a useful item to be a means of making money." said Fadli after biting his lips.

Willing or continuing his desire is one of the many problems in Fadli's rheumatism, similar to crying this teenager rubbing his eyes and a irritating voice caught by Widia's ear who was at his side.

"She did it the wrong way, despite wanting her son to succeed. Maybe I'll die right away after training my boss later, if I just nod!" His inner.

"De," mother called before stroking her hair saying, "your hair will continue to grow if you think things are heavy only."

"Ah, that's not so. I was just thinking about work, not thinking about the heavyweight of the cotton load-bearing family," said Fadli put a blank smile on his grim durja.

"His insults really felt, somehow I don't think I would be strong if ..." Widia paused the murmur before raising the voice, "we marry and you get mad at me that way!"

Fadli turned to his girlfriend's face, as his mother turned the rice into her son's cheek. Widia who regained her senses red and blurred, swung her legs at a slow tempo with her body shaking.

Trying to relieve excessive emotions before coming back to his lover's side, unexpectedly Fadli came to reassure the beloved who was being overwhelmed by confusion. They hugged for a few minutes.

"There's something I want to ask you" said Fadli. "You're going to answer, right?" Ask this teenager urgently.

"W-What?" The frightened Widia repeated, "a-what? Tell me what's up."

"Keep the voice recorder in my room.." it halted before continuing, "what kind of thing to do? I didn't commit a crime."

"It's not that!" Deny Widia. "I just want to know everything about you!" he said high-pitched.

As the two quarreled, Widia's parents set foot from this house. They found Dini about to go inside, not forgetting Arya gave money to him and crouched down after caressing him.

Mr. Arya said, "tell your sister if we both go home and tell her that we're waiting for our daughter to come home with her."

"It's bribe money or what? Just to convey the message do not give bribes, especially to small children. I've seen television news of little kids being given money and then dilece--"

"It's over!" Cut off Mr. Arya. "You're really Fadli's sister, not my grandson..."

They swung their legs towards the yard, after passing the sidewalk of the couple's road home. Letting their daughter live with others is so hard, even if the mother is difficult to leave.

Their faces blurred as they published every memory of their daughter Adi's lack of light which became a flash of light away. After that his depression grew heavier after their grandmother was about to set him up from childhood.

Widia's mother bit her lips and spoke, "Widia can be depressed again, we can't just take Fadli to our house? His behavior during depression was unpredictable."

"Don't be stupid, if your mother saw this it's possible that Widia would be more depressed even if it wasn't for Fadli .." Dad sighed, "she could have killed herself sooner than the doctor expected."

"Wait, is my mom insisting on matching Widia to that delinquent again?" Ask.

Dad just nodded without saying any more words, the two thought the same. Suratan destiny for them is good enough to bring Fadli with Widia, at the right time. Causes relief and anxiety a little implied.