I'm the Forgotten One

Sleeping in the Car.

“Yakin?” asked Andrew with sparkling eyes. How else, he thought. Agatha just nodded steadily. Slowly Andrew hugged Agatha from behind. Agatha was shocked.

“Eh, sorry. I reflex because you want to come with me,” said Andrew because he saw Agatha was shocked because she hugged him. “Okay, let's go to car.”

Andrew took Agatha to the streets that are now starting to get crowded. Traffic is crowded with many two-wheelers to eight-wheelers. The hustle and bustle of the city during the day or night never seems to die. Agatha glanced at her watch, it turned out that the clock had shown twelve o'clock at night for over two minutes. He felt his eyes sleepy once, even though his head was heavy. Yes, it is certain that it is the effect of alcoholic beverages that he drank a few hours ago.

“We usually sleep on the streets. No matter if it's clean or dirty. We also only slept with newspapers or cardboard boxes. But, this hour is still too early for us to sleep.” Andrew told Agatha as he watched Agatha yawn wide and her eyes water.

“And anyway I can not guarantee your car will be safe,” continued Andrew explained. Agatha put a strange face on Andrew.

“You don't mean to stay with us forever on the streets, do you?” ask Andrew.

Andrew's question that Agatha had just heard, made her speechless. He himself did not know the safe direction of his life now. Before long, Andrew stopped the car in the shabby, shabby alley of the bridge. There are some punk kids. They were seen laughing and joking, some were playing music. Squinting her eyes, Agatha was able to catch the shadowy figures of Bernard and Cath.

“Come down! May I introduce you to all of them?” take Andrew. While Agatha just shook her head and hugged her backpack tightly.

“Why gangs? Please, don't think anything about us. We are not bad people, we are not destroyers. Our group is just a community. And, it's just about music and lifestyle.”

Agatha remained silent unmoved from her sitting. For him, the herd of Andrew, Bernard and Catherine was still strange. Why is there an anti-community with an established lifestyle? Is not establishment a thing that every normal human being always seeks and desires? Agatha thought why it was all there, but that was what she was getting right now.

“Hah, yes you have,” Andrew shook his head and then wanted to get out of the car.

“Kak...” Agatha called Andrew, who was called directly to her head. “I'm thirsty, Brother.”

Andrew laughed at Agatha's words. Ridiculous, he thought. He thought Agatha wanted anything, but to drink because she was thirsty. “Come, so get down,” take Andrew once again on Agatha.

Seeing Andrew laughing so, making Agatha's face flushed slightly. Inevitably he then got off also from the car following Andrew joined his friends who are ‘weird and magical.’

“Hai,” greeting Bernard when he saw Andrew and Agatha coming, in his hand holding a guitar.

“Loh, why did you even bring this child home? Didn't you just say you wanted to return him to his palace?” ask Cath in astonishment.

“The story is long,” Andrew glanced at Agatha.

“I want to stay with you from now on,” Agatha said quickly. He himself was astonished by what he had just said, but somehow the recesses of his conscience say that his friends who are ‘odd and magical’ this is his new family. His real family.

“You are joking, yes,” Cath said while giggling amusedly.

“I've said many times if I'M RUNNING AWAY FROM HOME! WHY DON'T YOU GUYS GET IT TOO, ANYWAY? agatha screamed suddenly. Cath closed both ears with her hands because the high agatha voice was deafening.

“Wow,” murmur Cath. “Can't you scream? You think we're deaf, huh?”

“Stop! Already, already!” Andrew mediates. “Nih, drink!” Andrew thrust a bottle of mineral water at Agatha.

“Hallo, sweet sister,” greet one of them who wears a necklace with a large circular pendulum with a picture of a snake in it. His hair also stood up, like the others, red combined with gray. Agatha recognized him immediately. He remembered this figure. This figure was the person busking in the streets when Agatha and Mang Judas stopped at the red light. It was possible that Andrew and the others were also around, but Agatha might not have been aware of their presence. Only this guy she remembers. This guy is smoking a cigarette. Agatha herself was confused as to how.

“The theme is Andrew, yes?” say that guy again. “Introduction, dong.” The man reached out his hand at Agatha while blowing cigarette smoke into the air.

“Agatha...” Agatha welcomed the man's helping hand with trembling. Agatha hated cigarette smoke, but for now she tried as quietly as possible and decided not to show any strange signs because she did not like cigarette smoke. He should be able to adapt to the new friend who is ‘weird and magical’ it.

“Carlos...” He smiles very sincerely at Agatha. At least, it made Agatha not feel afraid of them. Because basically they are also the same as him, ordinary teenage children. It's just the look and fun that sets them apart, different from him and most teenagers their age.

“Sini,” Carlos let Agatha approach, he provided an empty seat beside her for Agatha. Dutifully Agatha approached towards Carlos. “Sweet sister, why did sister run away from home?” Carlos asked attentively, as if Agatha was his own sister. Agatha was silent for a while, thinking whether it was good to tell something to this new person.

“Ya. It's okay if you don't want a story.”

“Continue? Yourparents? Don't they panic looking for you if your sister suddenly runs away from home?”

“Kakak can see for himself, right? The proof is I'm still here,” Agatha showed off her wry smile. “We look for evidence, yes, Kak.” Agatha pulled out her expensive phone from the backpack. He wanted to confirm and prove that no messages or phones came in.

“Cupit, where are you now? Did you really stop by? Let's go home, Tha!”

“Heii, Girl. Where are you? Why did you stop, hmm? Comeon, home. The house people are panicking waiting for you. You don't pity to see Bi Momon crying from earlier to sleeping on the dinner table?”

It turned out that there were two voice messages coming in on his phone, dozens of missed calls from his cousin as well as Dirgo.

“Who is it?” ask Carlos. “Dating with your sister?”

Agatha shook her head, while her tears almost spilled. Carlos immediately patted Agatha's head slowly.

“There are still people who love the same sister, right?” carlos tried to comfort Agatha. Agatha simply looked around with her own eyes and ignored what Carlos said.

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Agatha slept in her car tonight. There are two reasons why you should sleep in the car. First, he did not want to wake up in the morning, his car disappeared without cause. The second reason, it is difficult to get used to sleeping with cardboard on hard and cold asphalt. After all, mosquitoes also fly to and fro rubbing ears. Agatha may only last a few minutes.

“You can not possibly adjust join us, Tha,” Cath said from outside. “Tomorrow you go home, do not make your cousin panic.”

“Bodo, ah!” agatha shouted, then she returned to lying on her back in the back seat of the car while wearing a bear pillow as her headboard.

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Because Agatha had not returned when the clock struck twelve in the evening, Alzio wanted to find Agatha, but he also did not know where to look. He did not know the house of Agatha's friends, as well as the places where Agatha used to visit. After all, he had also forgotten the direction of the city where his cousin was. “Ah, bodo highly. The important thing is to come out first, deh!” alzio's determination in heart.

When he got into the car Agatha birthday gift from the mommy, he realized one thing that Agatha's expensive sports car was not in the garage. “Hah? Did my cousin leave with a car? This is mah his name theft in his own home, the inner” Alzio tickled.

Alzio drove his car slowly while contacting Dirgo to meet at the right point to meet after tired of looking for Agatha. The window glass he lowered ten inches wide so that he could freely see the outside area. That's when he saw Agatha in the streets. He also kept recalling Agatha's car plate. Before he felt tired, he decided to look for Agatha to the mall, but the results were nil.

Alzio also had to go in and out of the restaurant to make sure his cousin was stopping by to eat, but he was just like a freak because he ordered nothing. Alzio's last destination was to go to five-star hotels to check if his cousin had just booked a room, but it turned out to be nothing.

While Dirgo, he searched all over the places Agatha had visited. Starting from the lake park, flowering hills, cafes and restaurants, malls, hotels, also did not produce results. His heart was agitated because his heart was determined to leave the house. He finally decided to meet with Alzio because he was tired of going around to and fro. He drove his car to Alzio who was waiting for him.

Alzio was tired of being alone and resting by the roadside. “Where are you, Cupit?” he muttered while pressing Agatha's number. He again contacted Agatha, but remained unappointed. He was forced to leave a voice note (voice message), “Cupit, where are you now? Did you really stop by? Let's go home, Tha!”

After Alzio finished leaving a voicemail message to his cousin, suddenly his eyes glared at the glare of the car lights that came towards him. Inwardly he thought, could it be his cousin Agatha or even a robber. And it turns out that after getting out of the car, the one that makes his eyes glare is Dirgo.

“Where, Dir? Do you meet or find a slit point?” alzio asked in a hurry.

“Neither meet. I've been looking everywhere, nothing. So, how is this? I'm worried..” replied Dirgo. Without feeling her tears drip slowly over her smooth looking cheeks. Seeing that, Alzio was powerless, he then embraced Dirgo giving calm. Alzio is also as anxious as Dirgo, but he, as Agatha's cousin, should be stronger.

“Yes already, now you leave a voicemail with him. Pray, may he be safe out there, wherever he is.”

Dirgo obediently obeyed Alzio's words. “Heii, Girl. Where are you? Why did you stop, hmm? Comeon, home. The house people are panicking waiting for you. You do not pity Bi Momon crying from earlier until sleeping on the dining table.”

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To be continued…