I'm the Forgotten One

Likes In Silence.

(Now, love is mutual respect, not destructive.Agatha William-)

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Same time, at the guy's residence.

He was sitting in a garden chair behind his house. Watercolors and paintbrushes are always taken when you want to be alone. With a cup of hot chocolate and two slices of toast, she enjoyed the afternoon which was almost nearing the afternoon. The air is very cold, felt from every light breeze. He sipped his hot chocolate, then leaned his head on the back of the chair. Breathe in slowly and then exhale. Crossing his eyes, Agatha smiled at him. For some reason whenever she daydreamed, Agatha's face always came with a wry smile and always stopped within the reach of her eyes. He remembered back when he came home from school. He smiled to himself like a madman.

“Hmmm, the fragrance of her hair still crackles on my nose.” His words were like sniffing the scent of Agatha's hair, as if the owner of the hair was in his arms.

“What is he doing, huh? Did I call the guy?” he shakes up his intentions.

“Do not do it. Maybe he's resting, afraid he's interrupting his break.” He undoes his intention of reaching into the cell phone in his pants pocket.

Painting is hard too. His mind was always swayed by Agatha. Agatha's beautiful face, her sweet smile all blending into one within her brain.

“Aarrggggghhhhh crazy! It's absolutely crazy!” he said as hard as he could, trying to throw away Agatha's shadow in his mind. However, the more he insisted on breaking his own mind, the shadow was as if it did not want to escape from him.

“Oh, God! What’s the matter with me??” he said looking up at the sky.

“Your smile, your face, your eyes, and everything that is on you really makes me crazy, Agatha.” Added.

“Just try we can see each other like you hit me after school. That's the thing I've always dreamed of and hoped for.”

“When I look into your eyes, my hearts starts racing and I see myself myself falling for you. (When I see your eyes, my heart starts pounding and I see myself falling in love with you).” He said while smiling at himself.

Sometimes, a person's sincere feelings do not guarantee he will also be sincere to us. Sometimes it's easier to love than to love without a definite return. Indeed, if indeed they were destined to be together, it would undoubtedly turn to him despite the various things and obstacles that must be passed. So too with the story and feelings of Dirgo. He was sure, if Agatha was destined for him, it would definitely be in his arms and lap.

“Is this what you call falling in love? Uhhh! Let me like you in silence. And, just wait until I can make you feel my love.” He said confidently.

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Back to Agatha’s House.

Welson looked at the contents in the tray that Bi Momon had placed on the table. His stomach felt empty as if it was directly connected to the object in front of his eyes.

“Only seen so doang, Den?” bi Momon's question surprised Welson.

“Eh, yes Bi. Looks good.” He said, even though the snack had broken through his throat the second time just now.

“Den if you say it looks good don't enjoy it! Should have been before Aden's new execution could have said that.” Bi Momon's protest at her little girl's boyfriend.

“Haha. Aunt can do it. Oh yes, Bi! Masa' Agatha says I'm not handsome? Though good looks I can beat anyone in this world aka good looks very plenary.” Welson complained to Bi Momon while praising him. Bi Momon who heard that just laughed amusedly.

“Haha. Just this time Bibi heard there was a good looks of Natuna's sea class, Den.” Bi Momon replied confidently, even though what he said was always deviated from what his interlocutor said.

“Jeez, Auntie!” Agatha glared her eyes and gave the code to return to the kitchen.

Getting a code from Agatha, Bi Momon immediately stepped away from the gazebo, leaving Agatha and Welson there. Agatha smiled seeing Welson enjoying a snack and tea from Bi Momon. So engrossed in a smile staring at Welson, that Welson subconsciously called him.

“Heii, why smile like that? Yes, I'm cute.” Welson praised himself again.

Because Agatha was still smiling with her eyes looking at Welson's face, Welson shook his hands at Agatha's face so that Agatha would regain consciousness of her strange behavior. Agatha was shocked.

“Why?” ask Agatha.

“What are you thinking until you don't realize I called you?” Welson asked back.

“Do you not imagine our kiss just now?” he added by winking his cultural eyes.

“Haissttt, who's trying to think that. That's all your wits, Yank.” Dengus Agatha.

“Don't really think of that kiss?” Welson chuckles.

Agatha did not answer Welson's question. If it were still discussed, Welson would surely shower him with his crazy kiss. Therefore, he chose silence and did not answer. The air in the gazebo felt very cool, so it made Agatha slightly evaporate. Remembering before Welson to his house, he was just about to close his eyes, but the actions of Bi Momon made him sting and instead accompanied Welson. Agatha looked at Welson's face at a glance. The end of his injured lips, was now clean. Either clean because Agatha cleaned with alcohol or even clean because of their hot kiss.

“Udah done right?” agatha asked suddenly, making Welson grin.

“What's done, Yank? Want me to kiss again, huh?” welson answered without sin.

Agatha wields Welson's arm. Somehow and what causes it, whenever Agatha talks to Welson, it must always be associated with a kiss by Welson.

“Basic pervert! Can I chopp his mouth with a coconut shell? Can not nyosor-nyosor again?” agatha Tukas.

“Wuihhh! Very cruel, Yank. What if I want to ask for his intake?” said Welson still with all his naughty ideas.

“Eat him don't be naughty!” Agatha answered the knot.

“Yank, is he bobo balloons? How's dong?” Welson said by being spoiled.

“What's bobo balloon?” agatha asked, twitching her forehead. Welson is not understood by Agatha at all.

“This!” welson said quickly, then showed one of his hands to the slightly bubbly part of the pants because there was something tense there. Agatha did not think that Welson meant his personal weapon. Again Agatha offered Welson's arm.

Bughhh!!!

“Start again right gesreknya.” Agatha snorted in annoyance.

“Tehnya still exist ‘kan?” added Agatha.

“Ho oh's. There is still kok.” Welson replied casually.

“Still hot gak?”

“Iya. Uh, warm-warm nails anyway. Why, Yank?” ask Welson for a surprise.

“You want your weapon bobo again, right?” Agatha asked back with a little emphasis.

“Iya. You don't want to put him to sleep. Only once is also okay times.” Answer Welson, which makes Agatha careless by herself by Welson.

“Are you crazy? We are still school kids. And I don't want to get pregnant because of your crazy missiles. I also want to go to college before I get married.” Agatha turned her face and pressed her hands against her chest.

“Actually you love me not the same?” agatha continued with a serious face.

Welson who got the question immediately wavered. Not yet Agatha knew the rottenness, only being asked like it had made her flutter.

“Iya. Why is it like that?” ask Welson with a grin.

“Truly, if a man loves and loves his woman, he will appreciate and respect her. Not harassed and also not act arbitrarily without thinking about the woman.” Agatha answered with a serious face, her words were able to silence Welson's mouth.

“If it's just a kiss, okay, I accept. In fact, I think it's taboo for most teenagers like us. But, if you ask me to fulfill that desire of yours, sorry, I can't. Well, now I ask you, you just choose which one between hope or still continue?” he added without looking at Welson's face.

“Ma..you mean what, Yank?” tanya Welson stammered.

“Is it still unclear what I just said? Can't you digest everything word by word?”

“You mean we BROKE?” ask Welson by emphasizing the word break up.

“Do you know why? If you want a girl who wants you to go in and out to satisfy your desires, we better end it here.” Said Agatha with teary eyes, slowly the tears managed to wet her cheeks.

“Darling, don't do it dong. Didn't you agree when we're done, too? Did you forget?” welson remains on his feet.

“Not mean also I have to fulfill the silly thing you asked for it.” Agatha was crying so hard.

“Yaudah, I'm sorry if it makes you uncomfortable. I know you're not ready for that.” Welson then pulled Agatha before him, wiping Agatha's tears with both of her thumbs.

The more Welson treated her like that, the louder Agatha cried. Pain is indeed if saying the word break up, especially if it is still dear to our loved ones, as well as Agatha feels at this time. His heart ached with his own words.

“Sstttt! Don't cry!” Welson pulled back Agatha's face and kissed Agatha's lips, then hugged her.

“You are evil tau gak.” Agatha sobbed while hitting the chest of Welson's field which was now in her arms.

“Hit aja, not pa-pa. Just do not be strong, ntar I keok loh.” Said Welson trying to calm Agatha, his hand rubbed Agatha's hair with a pattern that was not good.

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