I'm the Forgotten One

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...Basically, we just need to calm down to get through everything that is going on. –Author–...

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“Arrrghhhhh!!! Geez my headuuu,” chuckle Agatha as she wakes up in the morning. He had just woken up and his head felt heavy. He massaged his head that seemed to be hit by a giant hammer. Alzio, who had just come out of the bathroom, was shocked because Agatha screeched.

“Basic cousin sok hotshot. You do not know, yes, if drinking can make the head dizzy?” Alzio greeted his cousin with a tip and a scolding.

“Zio, last night.I'm home at what time? I don't remember anything. I'm going home with the car, aren't I? My bag is not?” agatha asked, holding her head and closing her eyes.

“Semalem you're back at ten over thirty minutes. To my astonishment, you in a state of heavy drunk can still drive yourself. Danger, you know! Don't you love your own life anymore?” omel Alzio's. Alzio doesn't know if this bike came home in between by Dirgo. “Udah so, you immediately vomit, fortunately have not been hit by me because I quickly brought it to the toilet.”

“Yeah? Time anyway?” ask Agatha not to believe it. “So I said something weird, didn't I?”

“Nothing. You just cry, like a stressed person. Why why?”

“Ngak. Did I really say anything or mention someone's name? Speaking of babies, for example?” Agatha squinted her eyes.

“What? Baby?” Alzio widened his eyes. “Cupit, what do you do..?”

“Do-not what? Nothing, yeah! Don't think negative!”

Alzio looked at his cousin's every move. Nothing strange, he thought.

“Oh my God's. By the way, which bag? You see that?” Agatha was in the fog looking for the whereabouts of the bag on her cousin. Slowly he began to remember a little that he did not bring his bag home, which means he left his bag at the club. He hoped that this was just his assumption, for fear that his bag would disappear. He kept all the valuables in his bag. There is a thick mobile phone and wallet containing a savings book along with five ATMs that are all blackcards, some shopping vouchers, SIM Card, also identification. If the bag is lost then all the valuables are gone already.

“Tas?” Alzio frowned. “It looks like you don't carry a bag, deh!”

“Ahh which I really do not bring a bag? You umpetin times!”

“Enak! Very little work I umpetin your bag!”

“Awh, Zio. How this dong, Ziooo. How, dong?” agatha whinek. He paced in front of Alzio while holding his head.

“What's it all about? Phone there already, deh!” alzio said casually.

“Duhh, can't dong. Is there still my bag there? What kind of person do you think goes there?”

“Your macems, right?” syndicate Alzio.

“Ihh, even want to greet me again. I'm worried again, don't make me more anxious, dong!”

“Who told you to be an impromptu kayak hero? Udah, phone hunt there!”

“Iya-iya, try it too,” replied Agatha while lifting the phone handle in her room.

“Hallo, I want to ask, did your employees find a Louis Vuitton bag that was left there last night?”

“Excuse me, we did not find the item in question.”

“Not exist?” ask Agatha in panic.

“Iya. According to the employee who served at the cashier, he said the bag had been carried by three girls-cowok.”

“What? Three people?” Agatha stared at her cousin desperately.

“Maybe they're your friends.”

“Who? Well, you don't remember everything..”

“Style they are different from others. Her hair is colorful, some are bright purple, light green, also pink.”

“Oh that, huh? Yes, thank you, yes. Sorry to interrupt.” Agatha ended her call.

“Where?” ask Alzio.

“Huaaa my bag was stolen…! He said there were three punks carrying my bag. Zio, how's dong? My beloved bag will not return. Hiks..hiksss.”.

“Yes how you want again, right. Yes, you are relain. This will also be a lesson for you, let's not be so late again.”

“That's a hell of a thing for you to say!” Agatha pinched Alzio's hand. Sontak Alzio grimacing.

While arguing, the door to his room opened. It looks like Bi Momon came over with his body that is still wrapped in apron or better known as aprons. Aprons yes, not a cepmek (Haha). Agatha and Alzio looked at each other because Bi Momon had just come to Agatha's room without knocking on the door. They suspect that something bad is happening, but the atmosphere does not describe it.

“What's up, Bi?” ask Alzio.

“Under there is a nyari, Den,” Bi Momon replied. “Non, search engine. In the living room.” Bi Momon turned his eyes to Agatha.

“Who, Bi?” ask Agatha. He was surprised, the article just woke up there was a guest on behalf of a friend of Agatha herself.

“Neither, Non. It looks cute, but it looks sad too. He said, they're friends, Non. But, honey, Auntie doesn't know them. No way Nak Dirgo and the others are changing so fast?” bi Momon.

Agatha and her cousin looked at each other within seconds, trying to find answers on each other's faces. “Bi, next time, anyone who nyariin me, ask first whose name and there is need what she nyariin me,” Agatha explained to Bi Momon. Bi Momon nodded obediently as his answer. Agatha then went out and peeked from the top floor looking at the one who was looking for her. He was shocked when he saw the three punk kids.

“Oh My God!” Agatha ran small towards Alzio and Bi Momon. “They are street kids, not my friends! How could Mang Judas let them in, anyway? We have to call Mang Judas!” Agatha suddenly had already held the phone handle to contact Mang Judas, but Alzio prevented it.

“tha, no! It's good we ladenin first what they want. Are you sure you don't know them? Not at all familiar?”

“Nno! Since when does this cousin of yours have their kayaking friends?”

“It's been prevented the same Judas, Non. But they keep coming in. He said there was something important,” Bi Momon timpal.

“Tuh heard what Bi Momon said! Udah, come! I'm curious, here!”

“Zio, you are crazy, yes?” Agatha glared at her cousin for insisting on seeing the three punk kids.

“Quietly, there will be me. No, Bi?” Alzio smiled as he pointed at himself proudly. After being persuaded and seduced, Agatha finally followed her cousin.

The three of them came out of the room and immediately descended the steps one by one with Bi Momon ahead of the two cousins.

“Hai! Agatha, yes?” greet the punk girl when she sees the arrival of Agatha and her cousin. While Bi Momon returned to his quarrel in the kitchen. Agatha only nodded once in response to the punk's conjecture. The guess is right on target.

Agatha had not had time to land her body on the sofa, one of the punk boys who gave the goods that had been sought.

“Nih,” the bright purple-haired guy handed Agatha the branded bag he had just been looking for. Agatha immediately grabbed her bag and checked the contents inside her bag.

“Still intact, really. But the next time you're left behind, we don't guarantee your bag will be safe, Dik. And we won't see you again, will we?” timpal the guy with the bright purple hair.

“Thanks, yes,” said Alzio representing his cousin.

“What? What is intact? My money is gone..?” Agatha spoke stammeringly.

“Heii, little sister! Don't forget, you go home so late and your drinks haven't been paid yet. So, let's just get some money out of your bag, little brother. Not wrong with your money to pay for your own drinks?” obviously the green-haired guy lit up. The earrings on her tongue twitched every time she spoke, making Agatha shudder in horror at it.

“Then, kok...kak-kak can get here how is the story?” agatha asked puzzledly, her mind again craped in embarrassment of not having paid for her drink last night.

“Aduh, little sister. In your bag is your identity card. We just follow the address listed there. Udah, as much as the three of us say goodbye to go home first,” the pink haired girl stood up.

“Eh, wait a minute! We feel very indebted, nih,” said Alzio. “No need to eat or relax first what..” Suddenly Agatha pinched Alzio's hand, Alzio immediately grinned.

“Ngak. Thanks, dad. We are happy if you feel indebted to us.”

Agatha and Alzio looked at the sight of a pink-haired girl.

“Mmm, can you know his name, Brother?” alzio asked carefully.

“Cath. Catherine,” the pink haired chick reached out her hand at Alzio and Agatha alternately. Both of his friends followed Cath.

“Bernard,” said the green hair lit up.

“And I, Andrew,” said the bright purple hair greets the host.

The two cousins greeted them while thinking of the names of their three westernized guests. They do not believe that their guests who are punk children can have a name that is no less cool than their name.

“Nice to meet you, Sisters.” Alzio smiling. The three punk children gave their thumbs up together, then they resigned from the luxurious mansion owned by the Thomas William family. Before they sped away, Agatha and Alzio once again thanked the three punks for securing Agatha's bag.

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To be continued….