I'm the Forgotten One

I'm the Forgotten One
If You Don't Want to, Consider It the Enemy.



Memey was amazed to see the whole house of Agatha since she passed the stairs that access to the upper floor. His eyes sparkled like there was light in his eyes. He smiled watching everything. He mumbled, “it's true. For what is life with a rich treasure, but in it is poor compassion. Better live simply, yet much love and affection.” Memey continued his steps again which were still stalled. After reaching the top floor perfectly, he confusedly searched for the whereabouts of his Agatha-friend's room. With great excitement, he stepped into the room that immediately caught his attention.


Arriving at the door he was headed to, a faint sound was heard. A very heart-wrenching moan. With a curious soul high enough, Memey stuck his sense of hearing on the door. With focus he listened and listened to everything, so he felt it. “Lo patient, Tha. I'm sure, everything will be beautiful on his time.” Memey said as he shed his tears that could not be contained anymore. Anyone, would have empathy for his best friend.


With his eyes still wet, he muttered again. “Quiet, Tha. I'm here and will always be there for lo.”


“Tha, lo inside, ‘kan? Can I come in?” memey said carefully. He was afraid that his best friend would yell at him and even snap his head.


There's no answer. Memey reflexively turned the doorknob and the door opened. His gaze scoured all corners of the room, but did not find Agatha at all. While stepping his feet and calling out Agatha's name, his eyes were fixed on the sheets of tissue scattered on the bed. “Agatha where, huh? Is it possible he's hiding like batman?” he said it by hand while picking up a tissue on the bed.


“What the fuck is batman? How am I going to digress, anyway? Obviously she's my beautiful best friend in the world.” Memey shook his head at his own words.


Tissue which he had picked up, he entered the garbage basket in the corner of the room.


“Mey. What's going on there? Want mulung?” agatha said when coming out of the bathroom complete with a stabilo green kimono and with a towel covering her head.


Agatha's sudden voice echoed with a subtle but quite ear-shaking chant, making Memey lose consciousness. Memey was shocked and his hand was clenched by a garbage basket. “Oh my God! My hand.” Memey tried to take off and pull his hand from the trash. Agatha just laughed amusedly at the silliness of her best friend.


Memey's hand clenched in the garbage basket was flushed at his wrist. “Lo even ngetawain me. Fortunately it is not a typhus trap.”


Agatha noticed her best friend because of her reckless speech. “What? Since when does this type of disease have a trap?” agatha asked because she heard the word typhus. Typhus is a disease caused by the bacteria Rickettsia typhi or R. Prowazekii. These bacteria can be carried by ectoparasites, such as fleas or mites in mice, and then infect humans.


Memey stroked his hand that felt bitten by a fire ant, but not too severe. “Yes is. The cause of typhus comes from rats. That's why I said typhus traps. Counting while studying Biology. Hehe.” Memey.


“Oh so. Great also lo, yes, Mey.” Agatha praised Memey and smiled before heading for her walk in closet.


“Hahaha. My gini-gini is also great if studying Biology.” Memey prides himself. “Lo what to do to the bathroom?” he asked when he saw Agatha still wearing a kimono and a towel on her head.


“Againly print photos of Tarzan and Dora Emon,” reply Agatha of origin, “ya take a shower. Especially if not a shower?”


“Lo is okay, right?” meey asked seriously while watching Agatha with a pityful and meaningful gaze.


“You said I took a shower. How come your face is so pathetic, anyway?” kilah Agatha tried to hide it. He then immediately headed for a walk in closet before Memey stormed him with various questions such as being interviewed.


For a moment Memey was stunned and still watched Agatha who was heading to where her clothes were. His heart ached when he knew everything that had happened to his best friend. “Gue sure, you must be strong. You can live everything with passion. There is me and others who are loyal to lo,” Memey said.


Hearing Memey's words, Agatha thought that Memey had eavesdropped on her crying sobbing alone in the room. He stroked his chest so that his tears would no longer be shed. “I'm sorry for making you all worry.” Agatha.


Finished getting dressed, Agatha picked up the unused towel altogether by him. He turned his body and walked over to Memey. “Lo said what, anyway? I'm doing fine. Better to take a shower, let's not look at.” Agatha gave Memey a towel.


Memey snatched the towel Agatha had set up for him. “OK I shower. Abis I shower, same story me. Nothing to cover up. Okay?” Without waiting for an answer from Agatha, now Memey darted into the bathroom just like that. Agatha just shook her head. He knew, if it had dealt with Memey, everything would have been completely peeled off. He cannot evade.


“Thank you, Mey.” It was just that word she said and then sat down in front of the dressing table to dry her hair.


Agatha had finished drying her hair, Memey also came out of the bathroom. “Tha, whose clothes am I wearing? You know, if I don't bring clothes, this is also because of lo, nih. I'm wearing my uniform again, anyway?” memey said he stood perched beside Agatha's bed.


“Sana down! Minjem master Bi Momon, gih!” Agatha replied with origin without turning to Memey who was talking to her.


“Dih. Lo mah tega. Bi Momon's body is big than mine. There I look like aunty kunti when using the negligence.” Memey sat down on the side of the bed slowly.


“Hahaha. Do not mention it, later come loh,” said Agatha. “Atau lo pinjem clothes Mang Judas aja deh.” Agatha kept on berating Memey.


“However, howly, howly, howly. Hooooo on me.” Memey chanted a song from Meggy Z.


Immediately Memey headed for what Agatha was pointing to. After he opened it, he was astonished because of all Agatha's expensive and branded clothes. “There are rombeng shirts, no?” asked Memey who was reluctant to wear expensive clothes.


“Makin ngawur lo, yes! Wear what's there. Daleman's in the drawer. The part you opened was never used at all. Lo calm down,” said Agatha. He put his body on the bed while playing his cell phone.


Not wanting Agatha to be annoyed at him, Memey ended up wearing everything on the walk in closet. He chose casual clothes and pants like Agatha. “Wahh, I'm beautiful also turns out if you use items that people are also very beautiful.” Memey praised himself as he steadied himself in front of the large mirror. “Tha, try your hand! Who knows your beauty faded because it was absorbed by me. Hihi.”


“Ogah!” sergeant Agatha. “Oh yes. Do you have a paper bag there?” tanyakanya. Before, when he finished his meal and returned to the top, he had already prepared some clothes, shoes, and also a tote bag for Memey. As a gift for caring about her. All the stuff he gave to Memey, it was all branded. It was not her bragging intent, but she realized that sharing the sustenance was very necessary, even more so as a thank you to Memey.


“No, I don't baper kok,” Memey replied outside of Agatha's question.


“It looks like we have to go to the doctor deh,” Agatha said again.


“Lo hurts what? Head lo dizzy? Hence do not mostly cry.” Memey said it very carefully.


“You want me to throw it into the tiger cage below?” threaten Agatha.


“Oudah, I am silent.” Memey chose silence, afraid that Agatha would keep her word.


“Once again I ask, there is see paper bag not?”


“Bawel ah. There's kok. What happened to this paper bag?” Memey grabbed all the paper bags for him to show Agatha.


“That's all make lo.” Agatha answered casually with her feet she shook.


“What? All this for me? These branded goods are all for me?” yells Memey. His shout echoed throughout Agatha's room. Agatha instantly closed her ears.


“Don't shout ih. I got sick, tau,” grunts Agatha. “Udah, you accept it. Relax with me!”


“Gue is not good. I didn't ask for anything. I became your best friend I am so grateful. I am sincere with you. There's nothing behind this whole thing. Lo love the same one who needs more,” Memey said in a trembling voice.


Agatha had thought from the beginning that Memey would reject everything. But he also sincerely gave it all to Memey. “Gue thanks that is also sincere. I'm not looking for any thrills or anything.”


“Iya, I know, Tha. But I think you're too good with me. I'm afraid I thought I was begging.”


“Is that so bad I? Did I ever talk to you out there, huh?” ask Agatha, “if you do not want to accept, it means you consider me an enemy lo!”


The deg! Agatha's words succeeded in making Memey shut up. “So. Forget it! Now you tell me the same story, why before I go in, you even cry? Is something stuck in your heart, hm?” tanya Memey was seriously trying to melt Agatha's heart. Actually he already knew it from Bi Momon, but he wanted to ask it directly to Agatha.


Due to the constant compulsion of Memey, Agatha inevitably told him everything. Memey could only shed his tears. Unable to do so, Memey hugged Agatha trying to give her best friend strength. If counted, Memey had more than twice shed his tears today. “Lo patient, yes. Like I said, I'll always be there for you. To my beautiful and tough friend this.” Memey gently stroked Agatha's crying back.


“Thanks, already understand. Hiks...hiks...” Agatha said while crying.


“Udah. Don't cry anymore. Meningan we pray, then you make me around the house so that I like the vloggers who are again house tour,” said Memey.


Agatha nodded at Memey's request. The two prayed together before taking Memey around his house. “Good. Come on now just pray!” bring Agatha.


Praying is done. Now Agatha kept her promise to take Memey around. Not to forget Agatha brought with her Bi Momon to accompany them. They joked after crying together and covered up the sadness that had passed. All areas of Agatha's house they explored, the park and the surrounding area also did not forget they followed along while capturing with a photo together.


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To be continued...