I'm the Forgotten One

The Grey Night.

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Bi Momon who was still standing in the doorway and watching between the parent and child in the living room, could not help but sigh. No one noticed Agatha. Let alone waking Agatha to move into her room, stroking and wiping the head of things she did not do at all. I don't know what has changed them since Agatha entered High School.

“Non, just be patient, Non. Maybe there will be warmth coming from the people around, Non. Remember yes, Non. Although Non parents forget Non, but God never let His child alone. Stick to God.” Muttering Bi Momon rubbed his already teary eyes.

Bi Momon approached Agatha and woke her up for dinner and moved into her room.

“Non. Build,Non!” Bi Momon woke Agatha.

“Gosh! I overslept, Bi?” Say Agatha while yawning.

“Iya, Non. That's why Aunt woke Non. Let's have dinner and move to room.” Bi Momon.

“Thanks yes, Bi. Ooya, is daddy same mommy already back, Bi?” ask Agatha.

“Already, Non. They're already in room.” Reply Bi Momon.

“Oh, alright.” Agatha got up, picked up her bag on the table and headed for the stairs.

“Eh, Don't you have dinner first? Aunty already masakin favorite food Non tuh.” Tawar Bi Momon's.

“Antar to my room, Bi.” Agatha answered who had gone up the stairs.

“OK, Non.” Bi Momon muttered alone as Agatha instantly disappeared from her eyes.

In the room, Agatha mcharger her phone that had run out of power. Then rushed to the bathroom to clean himself up, considering he had just come from the park after school. Finished with his bathing ritual, he dried his body and hair, then changed into sexy clothes. Outside Agatha's room, bi Momon was ready with a tray of food in his hand.

Tok..tok.buttonset! Bi Momon knocked on the door.

“Included, Bi!” Agatha cried from within.

Hearing the permission from the owner of the room, Bi Momon immediately opened the door. But when he saw the scene before his eyes, Bi Momon's eyes rounded instantly. How not, Agatha is wearing clothes that according to bi Momon lack materials.

“Jeez, Non. What's wrong with her clothes? How is it like lacking ingredients?” asked Bi Momon in shock.

“Iya, Bi. It's less material.” Cetus Agatha was upset.

“Obviously, Non. Bring here all the clothes that are less material, Non. Later Bibi add the material, let it be like a rabeng shirt. Looks like it's interesting loh, Non.” Said Bi Momon, then put food on the nightstand.

“A true auntie just told me to be like a gem? Do you know what causes children to become ugly? Enough in this house alone Bi I neglected, outside do not.” Answer Agatha.

“Aduh, wrong talk again frog mouth.” Inner bi Momon while covering his mouth.

“Eh, sorry, Non. That's not what it means.” Bi Momon was clumsy himself.

Bi Momon came out when he got an order from Agatha. She felt bad for her little lady for offending her. After all, Bi Momon had considered Agatha as his own uncle. How not? Starting from Agatha still in the womb, Bi Momon has been working at the home of Thomas William, her daddy Agatha.

The wall clock shows the number 19.30. Agatha returned pensive. He pulled his phone from the charger and turned it on. He sought out Welson's contacts and wanted to contact him via voice, but the contacts were inactive.

“Why is the number inactive? Tumben once an hour as soon as you sleep, and not usually the phone is turned off.” Grumpy Agatha in heart.

Crutches.cruk..brak..bruk! Agatha's stomach plays keroncong song.

He glanced at the food on the nightstand and held onto his stomach. But his appetite suddenly strayed out of nowhere. The food was not touched at all, which existed only as a display nightstand. He again tried calling Welson's number, but the results remained the same.

“This is where the hell is it? Doubtfully active mulu number.” Dengus Agatha.

“Hmm, looks like Nadine belom slept like.” Add it again and look for Nadine's contact.

How bad Agatha is. His friend and girlfriend were both unable to be contacted. Compared to Memey and Stevanie, Agatha was close and often confided in Nadine. Especially if you remember Memey who also looks like Bi Momon, making it powerless when sharing flavors.

“Welson supernatural, Nadine supernatural. Huhhh!” Dengus Agatha was getting annoyed.

Elsewhere, Nadine and Welson appear to be in tandem. They were joking, while Agatha was lonely. They (Nadine and Welson) are tonight going somewhere that is arguably romantic. They don't care what happens if Agatha learns of Nadine and Welson's relationship. No matter who is hurt, no matter the long-standing relationship between Nadine and Agatha. That is the fate of Agatha.

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Back to Agatha's room.

Agatha's gaze was getting sadder. She's tired. Tired of heart, tired of self. Take the days without edges. Silence and silence struck the heart. Agatha stepped gontai towards the balcony of her room, she opened the door and exited the balcony. Sit in the chair available there. Tonight was a clear night, many stars scattered around the moon.

Increasingly, now the moon is slowly dimming its light. As if knowing the feelings and solitude of Agatha. Agatha sighed, exhaling it slowly. He wanted to scream if he didn't remember people would think he was crazy.

“O moon, why do you dim after I enjoy the beauty of you? Do you feel the same about me? Or do you also want to keep making me this way?” Agatha stared nanar into the night sky.

“I was caught between the rubble of my daydream, reminding me of my life story. Haru blue now meets and blends. I was shackled in a silent groan. A gray night becomes opium. A longing as if it hit me. I was lulled in my breath of indeterminate direction and gaze. Even stand as if unable. Adding to the despair inside the chest, the rumbling taste vanished. The soul is tormented. Laughter and sorrow until lifeless. Solitude, loneliness now they come and go. Comforting but unapproachable, everyone ran and pulled over. Greeting the taste that never wavered. Destinations and directions now travel at all times. Should I be like this God? Should I pass without anyone knowing? This heart really misses, but this feeling I can only wait with the time. I wish time would be kind to me. Opening a new sheet that has never been written and implied before.” Agatha said that without feeling warm clear liquid managed to wet her cheeks.

Along with Agatha's desire, now the heavenly bodies do not show its form at all. They hide behind the clouds. The night is getting colder, adding to the pain of the heart of the sad connoisseur. Yeah, who else if not Agatha. In fact, nature also knows if there is a heart that is shackled at this time. Agatha rubbed her wet cheeks and passed up from the balcony of her room. His stomach was rumbling increasingly screaming want to ask for intake. However, he did not heed it at all. Now he was sitting on the bed with such a pitiful look.

“I know God, this is Your way to make me strong and endure. Survive in loneliness, endure in taste, and survive the rigors of life. Help me to always surrender to You, Lord. Later, I am sure everything will bear sweet fruit even if I have to fight alone. I exist, but like they never existed. God, I'm tired. But I don't want to make them burdened by me.” His words then lay down his tired body in the beloved bed.

And, for the third time Agatha passed her dinner.

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