I'm the Forgotten One

Does He?

“Sorry, yes. I accidentally..” said Agatha cut off when she saw the face of the person she hit.

“Loh, Dirgo? When did you get out of the principal's room? Trus, Welson where?” ask Agatha dinged to and fro like looking for the figure of Welson.

“What do you expect from Welson, Tha? Did you know that he betrayed you?” inner Dirgo, looking up at Agatha with a pushy look. He was eager to dismantle all Welson's behavior, but his intention was to pull over because he did not want to damage their relationship.

“Hello tanjidor! Hand in heel foot sag.” Agatha tried to surprise the dreamy Dirgo with her pretty loud voice. Agatha's voice turned out to be able to resuscitate the dreamy Dirgo, making Dirgo a little surprised.

“Eh, why, Tha?” dirgo asked because he had forgotten what Agatha had asked earlier.

“Basic of yes! I tanyain not memjawab, eh even daydream. Do you dream what try? Again, why can eat full? Hahaha.” Speak Agatha with her special laugh.

“You're off, Tha. Oiya, what were you doing? Seriously, I forgot,” asked Dirgo again.

“Why doesn't he use me? But how do I like to hear him say I'm you like that? Ah, come on, love him.” Grumpy Agatha in heart.

“Heiii! You also dream. Revenge huh?” exclaimed Dirgo while smiling.

“Eh, no kok, gak.” Elak Agatha.

“Welson where to, how not to look? He's fine, right?” he added.

“Oh that's what you asked? He's been back with his dad just now.” Obviously Dirgo.

And it turns out that what surprised Mang Judas was his papa Welson's car.

“Loh, why didn't he know me first anyway? I'm worried you don't?” agatha said, there was a sense of disappointment in her tone.

“Yes I don't know either, Tha. Maybe he's exhausted from the third world war.” Reply Dirgo with a little joke.

“Just want it to doang, right? Then I'll go home, Tha.” Connect Dirgo.

Seeming Agatha closed her eyes, her sense of smell again sniffed the scent of Dirgo's body which seemed to be an opium to her. It really destroys the organs in there.

“tha, why are you? If no one is asked again, I go back first huh?” reprimand Dirgo.

“Eh, not pa-pa, Dir.” Saut Agatha cangar-cengar, the eyes of both of them exchanged glances. Instantly Dirgo turned his gaze in the other direction.

“Iya, Dir. I also want to go back.” Agatha continued while tidying up her hair that covered part of the face due to the wind.

“Its okay. Careful, yes!” sahut Dirgo with his friendly smile.

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Then, Agatha immediately left and away from the place, she approached the car that had been parked in front of the school gate since a dozen minutes passed. Upon arrival near the car, Agatha sighed at the car Mang Judas was driving to pick her up, a new sports car. Agatha shook her head. He is not out of thought with his daddy, instead of the time for him being given, but instead a new car. Agatha didn't need that at all actually, all she needed was a little time from her daddy and mommy. Now, he's like a chick who lost its mother.

“Facilities smoothly, but affection falters. Rules where is that? Is it possible that they studied the same master takur so as to mislead their minds?” His mutter was annoyed before opening the door of his new sports car.

During the trip to the house, Agatha seemed agitated at the thought of Welson who had been unable to be contacted. His mind became mixed, which if made into food must cause a strange taste. Everything becomes one, about both his parents and also Welson.

“Mang? When did daddy buy this car?” agatha asked opening her voice first.

“It was three days ago, Non. But just delivered to the house today by his attendant.” Replied Mang Judas who focused on looking at the streets.

“Oh, okay Mang.” Tukas Agatha brief.

The mood was silent again. Agatha propped her right hand against her chin, her gaze straight through the silver-colored car glass. He recalled the incident before exiting the school gate. His smile puffed up imagining the scent of that body.

“Scented her perfume pierced my heart, making this nose seem like it wanted to keep sniffing that scent. Looks like something's weird with me.” Her inner being, a smile was engraved on her beautiful face.

“But wait, why is the jacket like a stranger? Have you ever seen someone wearing that jacket? But where is it? What do not-don't...” grumbled in his heart and hung his sentence.

“Ah, come on, stop!” said Agatha who escaped just like that made Mang Judas flabbergasted.

“What's up, Non? Why tell me to stop? We haven't arrived yet? Where might stop here then we walk?” asked Mang Judas in front while glancing back using the car glass.

“Gak, Mang. I said it myself.” Agatha spoke spontaneously.

“Wah great dong, Non, can talk to yourself? What Non more course to be crazy huh?” ask Mang Judas who is still focused on driving.

Plaque!!! Agatha kicked the steering chair that Mang Judas was sitting in.

“Mang, Mang! Since when is there such a course?” ask Agatha.

“Yes who knows, Non.”

“Trus, if there is Mang Judas want to follow the course too?” ask Agatha.

“Do not want, Non. I have not married.” Said Mang Judas blatantly.

“Buahahaha. It turns out Mang Judas bujang weathered.” Spontaneous Agatha laughing.

“Non, can't make fun of older, pamali tau!” exclaimed Mang Judas, his hands are still faithfully holding the steering wheel of Agatha's new sports car.

“Hihihi. The facts are, Mang. How old is Mang Judas?” ask Agatha curiously.

“Then according to Non how old am I?” Mang Judas asked back.

“Yes God, why even play guessing anyway, Mang? Yeah, well, I'm not a kayak on TV, Mang.” Tukas Agatha.

Mang Judas could only stroke his chest, the article was only this time his little master asked his age.

“Mang, asked why even dumbass? Let me pay if Mang Judas wants to answer.” Lure Agatha so that Mang Judas will answer her question, while her silly idea has immediately stuck to her ignorant mind.

Hearing the lure of wages, Mang Judas' ears itched and seemed to move on their own. His ears are very sensitive when he hears words related to wages or money.

“Wow! What's the pay, Non?” asked Mang Judas enthusiastically, hoping that his wages were two pieces of money with a large nominal.

“Reclassic. That's why answer first! Wages at home, Mang.” Agatha replied while holding back her laughter.

“I am new this year 36, Non.” Further.

“Wahhhh, young from daddy dong, Mang?” agatha said while nodding her head in understanding.

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Without feeling, the chatter between the employer and the driver had brought them home with a very entertaining impression for both of them. Now Mang Judas billed Agatha a promise for fulfilling Agatha's request.

“Non, so how was our agreement?” ask Mang Judas.

“What agreement, Mang?” Agatha asked as if she had forgotten what she said.

“Ouch! How about this, I forgot? What Non don't have memory reminder?” asked Mang Judas who immediately made Agatha laugh.

“Buahahaha! Memory reminder.” Agatha said with a laugh.

“Yaudah, Mang. This is a gift I love, but Mang Judas close his eyes first ya!” pinta Agatha's.

Mang Judas obeyed Agatha's orders, his eyes closed and his hands held up like blind men begging in the store's head. Agatha looked for her pink hairpin that she kept in her school bag pocket. The item Agatha was looking for had now been successfully in her grasp. Without buying any more time, Agatha immediately placed the hairpin on the palm of Mang Judas.

“The benefits I have kept in the hands of Mang Judas yes. However, Mang Judas should not open their eyes before the count of one to three jams!” his orders, Mang Judas nodded in understanding.

While opening the car door and lowering the window so that her voice could be heard by Mang Judas, slowly Agatha stepped out of her new car and started counting the signs of giving a cue.

“One... Two... Three! Can be opened, Mang!” agatha's orders, then she immediately darted into the house regardless of what Mang Judas was saying later in the car after knowing the wages he was given.

Slowly Mang Judas blinked his eyes, opening his eyes slightly to peek at the object in his palm. Mang Judas saw the color pink.

“Wahhhh! The color is like a stranger in the eyes of ganja.” Mang Judas murmured, then opened his eyes wide. How surprised he was to see a pink hairpin in his hand.

“What??? A hairpin? How can I wear this damned thing? Impossible if worn on the ear?” he said surprised.

“Can-can Bi Momon mock me again like drinking time kiranti.” Added.

Agatha approached Bi Momon who was struggling in the kitchen with her laughter. Bi Momon, who was busy holding a spatula, begged in astonishment when he realized Agatha was engrossed in laughter, unconsciously the spatula hit her own head.

“Ouch! Who's snapping Auntie?” bi Momon asked Agatha, her right hand holding the spatula and her left hand holding the affected part of the head.

“One-time weird! Yesterday at the gazebo when Bibi pruned the plant, Bibi's juice suddenly emptied from her glass. I thought the glass was leaking and contaminated with the Colorna virus. Uh searched not see you also jus.” Bi Momon said to Agatha, but it made Agatha laugh out loud.

“Buahahaha. It's just that, Bi. That was Auntie who hit her own head with that spatula.” Tukas Agatha and her hands pointed towards the spatula Bi Momon was holding.

“Call it! Basic cardamom!” said Bi Momon, then put the spatula on the stove.

“Yes God! Spatula since when in oplas so cardamom, Bi?” agatha asked in a giggle.

“Not sandpaper, Non. But they're not twins. Hihihi.” Bi Momon was also giggling, the word oplas said Agatha now sounded like sandpaper in Bi Momon's ear.

“Astagadragon, Bi. Why is sandpaper? His aunt wants to be a wall sander, and want a break from the world of kitchen artistry?” agatha said, she was holding her stomach which felt shaken by laughing.

Without them knowing, mang Judas also approached the two of them with his ears worn pink flops, the wages of Agatha. Because Agatha turned her back to Mang Judas, she automatically did not see first, but Bi Momon.

“Buahahaha. Non.” Now Bi Momon could no longer hold back his laughter, thus making Bi Momon roll on the marble floor.

“Well, Aunty why did you roll like that?” agatha asked in wonder, her laughter could she brake.

“Hihihi. Look at the back, Non! There's a beautiful woman so-jadian.” Bi Momon was still rolling around.

Agatha looked back at Bi Momon's orders. Instantly he broke down.

“Hahaha. Oh my God, why are you so funny?” said Agatha who had also rolled around like Bi Momon. Mang Judas could only roll his eyeballs looking at the behavior of Bi Momon and Agatha exactly ngesot who was possessed by a ghost gerandong.

“Juntai orchid dangling. Waving shaved tub on the beach.” Said Mang Judas spontaneously, which made the two more become.

The atmosphere of the kitchen this afternoon feels like a laughing class. Bi Momon laughed to the point that his throat was dry and let out tears.

“Wait a minute, Non! Aunt drink first, Auntie's throat spoiled ask for intake.” Bi Momon said to stop his laughter, then stood up.

“Basic tadpole drifting!” yang Mang Judas.

“What ghost possession are you?” he added. Mang Judas wondered why Bi Momon and the little lady laughed so much. But they are like that because of him.

“Enak aja kesurupan.” Agatha rebuked Mang Judas.

“Oiya, Mang, since when can I wave, instead of nyiur ya?” agatha.

“Asbut, Non.” Answer Mang Judas.

“Hahaha. You blind, Judas? This fresh air is called fog?” concluded Bi Momon carelessly.

“Asbut, Bi. Origin call!” agatha.

The hairpin was still faithful in Mang Judas' ear, Bi Momon laughed again.

“Hahaha. Now you have two names, Judas! If it's noon, it's Judas. But if night be Julia.” Bi Momon chuckled.

“Hahaha. It's grim! Really bad.” Agatha stood up.

“Huhhh! It's all because of Non.” Dengus Mang Judas was upset that he had been colonized by Agatha.

“Hahaha. Wekkkk!” agatha's teasing stuck out her tongue.

Not wanting to go crazy for lingering laughs, Agatha finally left the kitchen and left behind Bi Momon and Mang Judas. Agatha darted through Mang Judas.

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