I'm the Forgotten One

Looks Like Wrong People.

“Better I just go home.” Added again.

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Agatha returned to the chair because her phone was still lying there. While the person who helped Agatha had first gone to the car. She was afraid that Agatha would recognize her. Because it was so rushed, that it was unconscious that the semi-finished painting was scattered on the road. Arriving at the car, he immediately removed his mask and jacket. Wrestling with the thug made his body reminiscent.

“Luckily he doesn't recognize me.” He said while starting the engine.

In the chair, Agatha grabbed her phone and went back to exhaling.

“Thank God for today. Whatever happens, let it all happen and pass. I know where there is a beginning, there is an end. Where there is sorrow, there is also joy. Everything will surely be beautiful according to Your will.” He said with his hands clenched.

Before leaving the chair, Agatha again saw the thug lying on the grass. He was still faithfully curled up because of his struggle earlier.

“Hahaha. Rasain lo thugs padang. Fortunately, there was a nameless angel. Keok kan lo.” Agatha said as she kicked the thug's leg.

Finally Agatha left the place and went down the same path as the man who helped her. In the midst of Agatha walking, Agatha saw something in front of her step. He approached and picked up the painting paper.

“What is this?” agatha said and pulled the paper over the flowers.

“Does this have anyone who helped me earlier huh?” added again.

Out of curiosity, Agatha finally unfolded the painting. How surprised he was after seeing the painting. Although still half-finished, but it was clear that it was his face.

“What? How could that guy paint my face?” Agatha was shocked as her face was plastered on a painting.

“Was that person the same person when me and Welson were here back then?” Agatha rubbed the painting against her face.

Agatha flipped through the painting looking to see if there were any initials of the person painting, but none of them she had encountered on the paper. No writing except painting.

“Ah. Yasudahlah. Whoever it is, it means he knows me and is close to me. Again, thank you for helping me.” Agatha then passed away to the car.

In the car, it turns out that Mang Judas is still asleep in a mangap style, so that the arrival of Agatha was not realized. Agatha tapped on the windshield to wake the person inside.

Tok..tok.buttonset!

“Mang Judas, wake up! Open the door!” Agatha slightly shouted Agatha stood up from outside.

Mang Judas only heard Agatha's call vaguely. Agatha's call made Mang Judas change his sleeping position. Agatha who was upset because Mang Judas changed position, now back to knock on the car glass.

Tok..tok.buttonset!

“This is what's sleeping man? Called not wake-up?” grunts Agatha upset.

So upset, Agatha knocked on the car glass for the umpteenth time. If only the car glass was as thin as paper, it was certain that the glass would be cracked because it was tapped Agatha.

“Hoaahaaamm!” Mang Judas woke up while collecting his half-living life.

How surprised Mang Judas when he looked out of the car had found an incredible view. Yep. Agatha's upset. Agatha clenched her hands with a face that was completely unsightly. Mang Judas was clumsy with his own actions.

“Gosh. This gawat. His face has changed to sangar.” Mumbles mang Judas inside while opening the car door.

“Eh, Non is back? Why not wake me up, Non?” said mang Judas as if he did not see the annoyance of his little lady.

“Belom. Agatha still haunting.” Agatha replied annoyed.

“That's Mang Judas inside, asleep what else is a rock climbing race? Cracked up so many times not waking up? Instead of waking up, the one even changed position.” cetus Agatha again.

“Hehe. Sorry, Non. I overslept. After a long time there.” Replied the clumsy mang Judas while scratching his head which was not itchy at all.

“Yes, Mang. Let's go home.” Agatha opened the car door.

“Do not, Non!” prevent Mang Judas because Agatha opened her own car door. But his speech was cut because Agatha had cut off the words of Mang Judas.

“What, Mang? Mang Judas forbid me to go home, so?” Agatha glares.

“Aduhhh, not what I mean, Non.” Mang Judas.

“Then what if it's not me to go home, Mang?” ask Agatha again.

“What sambet was this guy?” the Inner Mang Judas.

“Anu, Non. So don't trim my talk first, Non.” Answer Mang Judas.

“Crop-crop. Is the plant pruned?” grunts Agatha.

“Not what it means, Non. The door let me just open it.” Said Mang Judas and glanced towards the car door.

“Yaelah. Just so doang kayak ngarang because there are wild animals, Mang.” Say Agatha and get in the car.

“Mistake again right?” the inner Mang Judas who was still loyal stood up.

“Mang, want to go home what would you like to be a mannequin model there?” agatha from the car.

“Eh. Sorry, Non. Yes, we go home. Anybody wants to hire me, except as a scarecrow mannequin.” Reply to Mang Judas and open the car door.

“Hmmm, there's just been.” Inner Agatha.

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“Well, where did it go? Did I see wrong?” his inner.

“Non, why daydream? Ntar entry loh? Danger, Non.” Tegur Mang Judas's.

“Who daydreams anyway, Mang?” over Agatha.

“That was why if not daydreaming, Non? What else is stomach pain?” ask Mang Judas.

“Again. More sight pain.” Ketus Agatha.

“Unfortunately vision can hurt yes, Non?”

“Yes. Especially if you are looking at Mang Judas using a negligee. Hahaha.” It was Agatha who made Mang Judas scratch his head.

“Ah. Can not just. Where can I wear a negligee? It has not been Augustusan.” Answer Mang Judas casually.

For a moment Mang Judas recalled the incident in the kitchen when he drank kiranti.

“Eh, Non. How do I remember you?” said Mang Judas.

“What's with kiranti, Mang? Mang Judas' girlfriend huh?” ask Agatha.

“Huss! No, Non. Are you really dating the same kiranti? Not possible, Non.” Hardik Mang Judas's.

“Then what happened to kiranti, Mang? Did he judge Mang Judas?” Agatha asked again.

“Gini story, Non. Yesterday happened to be at the dinner table with a bottle of drink. And at that moment, Bi Momon was washing dishes. Because I was thirsty, and I drank what was in the bottle. It tastes a bit seger, but dominant turmeric. I think it's a juice made by Bi Momon, uh know-how it's kiranti for women menstruation.” Clearly mang Judas, immediately Agatha's laughter broke.

“Buahahaha. Mang, Mang.” Agatha laughed while holding her stomach.

“Emang not read it bottle description what, Mang?” agatha asked still with her laughter.

“Hehe. That's the problem, Non. Because it is so thirsty, so I immediately brush until the ludes, without the process of reading again.” Answer the clumsy Judas himself.

“Haha. Just this time I heard male men drinking kiranti, Mang.” Reply Agatha chuckled.

“Forget, Non. I'm shy. Wherever there are female males.” Mang Judas.

“There-is alone, Mang.” Agatha shook her head.

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So busy chatting, without feeling they have arrived in front of the house. Mang Judas pressed the remote control of the house gate so they could enter. Agatha got down and saw the garage, but her parents' cars had not been parked at all, indicating that they had not yet returned home. The more busy the day. The complaints and expressions from Agatha's heart at that time were as if the wind was then in the ears of her parents. He stepped foot into his house. The house is so spacious, it adds more silence. He laid his body on the sofa still in his school uniform.

While in the kitchen, Bi Momon was preparing dinner dishes for the William family. Actually it's free to prepare dinner, after all, eating sometimes only Agatha. But because he did not want to be negligent of his duties, Bi Momon still prepared dinner. Who knows suddenly at midnight there was a rumbling, he thought.

“Hmmm, it's done. Stay on execution again.” Said bi Momon when he saw the dining table is available food dishes.

“It looks like Non Agatha has returned home.” Add it again and head towards the stairs.

Bi Momon's steps came to a halt when he saw Agatha laying down on the sofa. Bi Momon approached him.

“Non, why be stranded here?” ask Bi Momon.

But Bi Momon's call went unanswered because Agatha was already asleep.

“Gosh! She's asleep.” Inner bi Momon.

“Pity once you, Non. To the point of falling asleep here.” Mumbles.

Before long, there was a roar of car engines outside the house. Bi Momon approached the door and opened it. It was as if Mr. Thomas was standing at the door.

“Night, Mr.” Sapa Bi Momon respectfully.

“Night back, Bi.” Answer Mr. Thomas and pass into.

In the wake of Mr. Thomas, Mrs Daria's car is now entering the gate.

“Huhhh. Why not just the nyampe?” inner bi Momon.

Mrs Daria got out of the car and entered the house.

“Night, Mistress.” Sapa Bi Momon is friendly.

“Iya, Bi. Night.”

Arriving at the living room, Lady Daria was shocked to find Agatha sleeping on the sofa.

“Why is he sleeping there? Where the uniform has not been replaced.” Madam Daria muttered, passing into the room.

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