I'm the Forgotten One

Back Crying.

(Create and enjoy every moment you live now. Because, moments that have been lost and passed, it feels no longer the same).

-by Author

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“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.

“Biarin! I'll call Mang Judas.” Said Agatha still with a sigh in Welson's arms.

“Why call your driver, Yank?” welson asked, but his hands were still ruffling Agatha's hair.

“Do not scramble-acakin dong ah.” Agatha brushed off Welson's hand, then wiped his nose with Welson's sleeve. Welson gasped in shock at seeing Agatha wiping her snot with her sleeves.

“Yes make your thud because you are naughty. Her hair is like a hot lion.” Add Agatha and grunt because her hair is tangled.

“Kasian dong, Yank. Masa' is being thumped anyway? This again why try, wipe snot wear my shirt?” welson said and stared in disdain at his sleeve.

“I don't care!” Agatha still wiped her snot on Welson.

“Yank.” Sapa Agatha looked up at Welson.

“Hmm.” Deheman's the one Welson threw.

“Can I ask something?” asked Agatha hesitatingly.

“What? What do you want, Yank?” welson said softly and smiled at Agatha.

Tired of hugging, Agatha loosened her body from Welson and lay on the chair with her head propped up on Welson's thigh.

“But you can promise? Can you be trusted?” agatha asked looking at Welson's face, looking and looking for seriousness there.

“What used to be?” Welson holds Agatha's face with his left hand while his right hand holds Agatha's fingers.

“I beg you, don't stay with me alone. Other than the Power, only to you can I pour out my whole heart, both about daddy and mommy, and about us. Please beg.” He said, releasing his hand from Welson's hand, then clenched his hand and pleaded.

Welson again rubbed Agatha's head with his anxiety. Give peace to Agatha so as not to be like a child who is asking for pocket money. His thoughts on Nadine. She has not contacted Nadine, her second boyfriend after Agatha.

“Nadine again what yes?” he rubbed Agatha's head. His gaze was straight ahead without looking at the face of Agatha who was pleading with him.

Upset because her speech was not written by Welson, until Agatha pinched Welson's stomach firmly, as a result Welson squealed in pain.

“Adoowww!!! Why do you like nyubit anyway?” screeched Welson while holding the part of his stomach that Agatha pinched.

“What do you think? People say no response. Have you forgotten how to listen well?” ketus Agatha was upset with Welson.

“Iya, I heard. How can I turn away from you. Only you in my heart, honey.” Welson said bragging, and his hand pierced Agatha's nose.

“Gombal.” That's all Agatha said to Welson, but she was actually happy when Welson said that.

I don't think time is going to turn so fast. Agatha lifted her head from Welson's lap and returned to her sitting position. Once again he looked at Welson's face with so much comfort, looking at the corner of Welson's lips that he had originally treated.

“That's no lip pa-pa, right?” ask Agatha to make sure.

“Udah. Don't worry too much.” Welson smiled.

Welson looked at the clock in his hand, showing it at 16:45. He immediately rushed up and tidied up his clothes that looked messy.

“Udah this afternoon. I'm back, yes.” He told Agatha.

“Oiya, greetings the same om and aunt as well. Don't forget dinner yes.” Added.

“Hu um's. Calm down.” Agatha smiled wryly at Welson.

After saying goodbye to Agatha, Welson immediately rushed out of Agatha's yard using his motorbike. No matter how long, when it was felt that Welson's shadow was no longer visible, Agatha entered his house. Today was very tired for him.

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Today, I don't know if his parents are coming home like they used to. They usually go home when the night is together. Agatha who had just stepped into the living room, suddenly heard the sound of a door opening from behind her. He looked back, there he saw his daddy enter and then followed by the mommy. Agatha's smile suddenly saw that her parents had arrived home.

“Sore, daddy, mommy. Have you come home?” greet Agatha when she got in front of her parents, extending her hand wanting to shake hands at them.

“Sore too, dear.” Answer the two simultaneously. The two of them reached out one-on-one so that Agatha could take turns greeting them.

“Daddy to room first yes, dear. Daddy is tired today.” Said the daddy when Agatha was shaking hands.

“Mommy also comes in first, yes.” Tukas the mommy.

“Hu um, okay. Happy resting momm, dadd.” Said Agatha lethargic, the smile on her face now vanished like watering.

Without answering Agatha's last words, they simply passed by Agatha who had returned with a gloomy face.

“And I want to hug you, momm, daddy. I miss you guys. Do you guys not remember me anymore?” Agatha muttered with tears that had now washed the area of her face. He was sitting limp in front of the door. Hoping that his parents would embrace him as he expected, but everything was like an endless bow. A direction that never has an end or a base. Everything is no longer the same as before.

“If the time can turn back to the past, I would like to never be present in this world if it is only a shadow of all for them. Free I exist if only to be a decorator and filler of sadness, silence.” Say it while hugging both knees.

Just now he was crying because of Welson, now crying again because of his parents. Countless tears were shed because his parents, crying over his fate that never knew when it ended happily, when everything went as expected. Day after day he walked his story cheerfully, but who would have thought that behind his cheerfulness, he actually suffered so much. Everything he lived with a sincere heart and with his patience. However, every human being must have a threshold of patience, as well as Agatha. He tried to smile even though it was actually painful, trying everything as if nothing had happened even though it was inversely proportional.

His throat was dry from crying. That taste led him to walk into the kitchen wanting to grab a drink. Upon arrival in the kitchen, he opened the refrigerator and picked up a bottle containing water there. Incidentally, Bi Momon was struggling to prepare dinner dishes for his employer. Unintentionally, Bi Momon saw the face of Agatha who was still wet and wet from crying, thus making the soul of her curiosity become so.

“Non. Non why?” ask Bi Momon carefully.

“Why-why, Bi.” Agatha acted like it was okay. However, wanting to hide like anything, he could never hide that he was not okay.

“You sure you're okay, Non? Then why cry? Did her boyfriend ask for a break up?” tanya Bi Momon at length.

“Traditional. It's because of Auntie, you know? This is because Auntie's cooking has too many cabins, so my eyes are watery.” Agatha denies.

“Loh, Aunty's feelings don't make sweet spicy squid chili, Non. Where could it be like that? Is there not an invisible twin who joined Auntie Cook?” Bi Momon shuddered at the thought he was saying now.

“Udah tau nangis still just nanya.” Ketus Agatha, then put the bottle on the table.

“Iya, Auntie tau. But cry because what? Or Non again lose shoelaces?” ask Bi Momon.

“Sucks! Where might lose shoelaces.” Agatha snorted in annoyance.

“As usual, because who else if not for them.” Add it with the face towards the room of his parents.

“They? Who are they, Non? Non can squirm delicate creatures huh?” Bi Momon increasingly did not understand the direction Agatha spoke.

“You want me to go to the dam, Bi? Speaking of which there is no point.”

“Emang Aunty thinks I'm a shaman?” ask Agatha.

“In this house is there no dam, Non? How to forget your own home anyway?” Bi Momon scratched his head that was not itchy.

“Bibiiiiiiiii.” Agatha shouted because she was so upset with Bi Momon.

“Ran. Why do you like to scream, Nope? If you want the race to scream is not yet the time is Non, so postponed it first is Non.” Said Bi Momon while closing his ears.

“One more time Auntie says, I'll give you Auntie Cockroach. Dare?” threaten Agatha.

“Eh, geez! No, Non!” Bi Momon clenched his hand a pleading sign.

“Mean it if people are upset again do not look for because.”

“Oh want agar-agar. In a moment, Non, Aunty made it special for Non.” Said Bi Momon as he stepped into the food cabinet looking for gelatin there.

“Yes God. The longer it stays off. Auntie please don't be weird!” Agatha screaming.

“Loh, how? He said he wanted to go, Non? Yasudah, do not make it agar-agarnya.” Bi Momon closed the closet.

With an annoyed face, Agatha left Bi Momon back upstairs to her room. He thought, if the longer he interacted with his assistant then he would also follow-up is unclear.

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