I'm the Forgotten One

I'm the Forgotten One
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“Make you who currently feel unexpected, rest assured out there many are proud to know you”.


(By Author)


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Upon arrival at the doctor's room, Miss Daria knocked on the door.


Geck! Geck! Geck!


Hearing the sound of knocking on the door, the doctor invited his guest in.


“Please enter!” doctor's orders in the room.


Having obtained the entry permit, Lady Daria finally entered and went straight to the chair available in front of the doctor's desk.


“What doctor told me to see you?” ask Miss Daria with a standing position.


“Please sit down first, Mistress!” the doctor ordered politely, Mrs Daria sat down after an instruction from the doctor.


“So, what really happened, Doc?” lady Daria asked back because she did not want to linger.


“Begini, Mistress. I will explain about the head injury. Head injury is a condition in which the structure of the head has a collision from the outside and potentially cause interference with brain function. Regarding the impact on Agatha's head, this was still included in the category of light impact, so the family had nothing to worry about. And as we have examined, it looks like Agatha is experiencing mild depression, thus causing her to lose consciousness, get easily upset, lose concentration, and a constant feeling of sadness every day or time.” The doctor explained to Madame Daria, and was responded with a nod by Mrs Daria.


“One more, Mistress. What caused Agatha to experience such depression?” the doctor again wanted to know the real situation.


Madame Daria seemed to be recalling something.


“Yesterday he had time to spill his heart on me and his daddy. He said that we ignored him, didn't pay attention to him, and never had time with him. And I realized that, it's true. But, me and his daddy have a busyness that can not be left just like that.” Answer lady Daria.


“Good, I understand what Madam said. In adolescence like Agatha, it is not good without parental control. And also in adolescence, they need direction and guidance that can form the character of the child. However, the real character has been applied to the child since he entered the first stage of education (TK). Well, at the age of teenagers they live digging and digging deeper into how his own character. Remember, the role of parents is very influential. As a parent, you should be able to divide your time between work and family. It was only natural that he felt neglected. So my advice, it would be nice for the master and mistress to often fill the time for family.” Obviously the doctor again.


“Good. Thanks so much for the explanation, Doc. Is the condition okay?” ask Mrs Daria to make sure the state of her child.


“Sama-sama, Mistress. The condition is okay and can already go home.” Answer doctor.


“I as a doctor can only suggest if I don't want worse things to happen. But that's all, depending on each consciousness.” Added again.


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While in the ER room, Bi Momon chatted with Agatha.


“Do you want to change clothes? Kasian tuh uniform already like a terasi pack so tangled, Non.” Said bi Momon while chuckling.


“There-there's only. Hodevah, Bi. Where's her outfit?” grunts Agatha.


Bi Momon also opened the bag on the nightstand that he was tenting from home. How surprised he was after knowing what he was packing. Because so rushed, which should be taken instead miss everything.


“Oh Gusti sejagad wilderness archipelago . It turns out that what I brought was the same cloth holster.” Mumbled Bi Momon and while stirring the bag looking for the whereabouts of the pants.


“Bi, where are the clothes? Aunt nyari what other clothes make hodgepodge?” agatha asked because she saw Bi Momon still stirring the bag.


“Hehehe. Anu, Bibi forgot to bring her pants, Non.” Replied Bi Momon clumsily.


“Well, what did Aunt bring? Don't tell me to bring a death dress.” Agatha was still lying down.


“This, Non.” Bi Momon handed over what he was carrying, it turned out that what he was carrying was a sarong as his pants.


Agatha glares. “What's really this, Bi? Am I out of circumcision?” tukas Agatha while patting her eel.


“So how's dong, Non? You see Aunt was very worried so that it was wrong to pack.” Bi Momon.


“Still lucky Aunty did not forget her own name.” Agatha.


“Do not change his clothes. Ntar considered abis sunatan same lahiran.” Agatha added.


“Judah, Non. What matters now is stealth.” Said Bi Momon and made Agatha's eyes glare again.


“What? Demon, Bi? Bkumann, Bi. Not stealth.” Agatha asked and answered her own question.


“Apologies, Non. This mouth should be given spices like so as not to origin ceplok. Hehe.” Reply bi Momon chuckled and thus.


Shortly after, Lady Daria arrived in Agatha's room.


“Momm.” Call Agatha to her mommy.


“Is mommy still angry? I'm sorry if it troubles you.” Agatha said as she pleased.


“Already. Let's go home!” her mommy orders and is approved by Bi Momon.


“Can I go home with Mommy?” ask Agatha carefully.


“Can't. Mommy still has business outside. You go home with Aunt and Judas. Your car let Judas take care of.” Tukas Madame Daria, made Agatha sigh violently.


“Hm. Okay lah.” Answer Agatha.


“Be careful, Momm.” Add again


Madam Daria answered and passed away. It looks like Agatha beads want to spill something there. Bi Momon could only look at the little lady and invite her back home.


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Upon arrival at home, Bi Momon helps Agatha carry her school bag and takes Agatha upstairs to the room. His room was so tempting that Agatha immediately laid her body on the bed.


“Aduh, Non. Don't fall down first. Clean-up in the bathroom.” Said Bi Momon looking at Agatha lying down.


“Please prepare warm water in bath up, Bi!” agatha's orders.


“Ready!” bi Momon replied and passed to the bathroom.


However, upon arrival at the bathroom, Bi Momon forgot what Agatha had ordered.


“Aduh, if not wrong do not say prepare water on the roof. Ah who really should go up to the roof.” Mumbled Bi Momon.


Bi Momon came out asking for leniency for her little miss.


“Udah done, Bi? How fast?” ask Agatha.


“Aduh, Non. Can not his request be canceled?” said Bi Momon.


“Cancelled how does that mean? Aunty won't help?” hatch Agatha while frowning her forehead.


“Gini yes, Non. Aunty can not climb, especially if you have to prepare water on the roof. Soul fear Aunt germinates, Non.” Reply Bi Momon casually.


“God. Who told Aunt to climb to the roof? Can I take a bath on the roof?” Agatha patted her jidat.


“I mean, prepare the water in the bath up, not the roof. Bath up the bathtub, Aunt.” Added again.


“Oh bathtub. Aunt thought the roof. Hihi.” Bi Momon giggled.


“Buruan, Bi!” Dengus Agatha was upset.


With a definite step Bi Momon went back into the bathroom. Without taking a long time, now the bath up has been filled in accordance with the request of the owner. He went back out and informed her that Agatha's request was available.


“Already, Non. Want to eat under what Aunt brought to the room, Non?” ask Bi Momon.


“In between here, Bi. Masakin telor ceplok yes, Bi.” Pinta Agatha's.


“Each commander. If telor cemplong mah easy, Non.” Reply bi Momon, then leave Agatha's room.


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Second by second, minute by minute passed. Now Agatha had rested her body. The clock is still showing at 17:30. When his eyes want to close because of drowsiness, suddenly his phone rings, there is a WhatsApp notification there.


He grabbed the thing and scrolled the screen. There is another foreign number listed on WhatsApp. But it's not Markonah's number or Alzio's cousin. Out of curiosity, he opened the chat.


“Tha, are you better? I'm so worried about you. Sorry I can't wait long in the hospital. If you're lonely, I'm ready to be your confiding friend. By someone.”


Agatha read the chat, and thought it was the same person as the one who stuck the seedy paper in her car.


“Iya I'm better. By the way, thanks for helping me.” Reply Agatha.


Notification back in.


“Sama-sama Tha. Oiya, you don't need to know who I am, and I'm sure one day you'll find out who I really am.” Reply to the person by including a smile emoticon.


“Gosh. Whose number is this? Or maybe my secret admirer?” muttered Agatha, and put her phone back.


To be continued....