I'm the Forgotten One

Deteriorated.

“Kak... Brother Andrew, I'll talk later..” Agatha said. His tears just kept flowing, and so did Andrew.

Unable to hold back her tears that kept flowing seeing the departure of her friends, as well as seeing how devastated Andrew was at the moment, Agatha rushed out looking for a place where the air could be inhaled freely. His chest and esophagus were dry because he was still in shock and kept crying. He shrunk his tears with both palms. Reopening Carlos's wallet he kept in his pants pocket.

CARLOS WELANDI'S. Carlos' full name was written perfectly on his identity card. Unwittingly, his brief association with Carlos, makes Agatha's feelings strange even though Carlos always calls her a sister. His heart is so sick.

“Arrghhhh...why did everything happen so fast?!” peekkik Agatha. He really doesn't accept everything. It just felt like yesterday he got a new family, quickly lightning family was a mess like now. Bernard, who died in a wild racing accident, Cath and Carlos, who died of an overdose, left Agatha sitting limp in the hallway of the old warehouse's main door.

“I know what I should do!” muttered. He then opened his phone which he had been hiding. He turned on his phone, while the power of his phone was only twenty percent. While playing his phone with a shaking hand, Andrew suddenly approached him.

“Hey, what are you doing?” andrew asked confused.

“Gosh! Brother surprises me!” Agatha immediately touched her chest that felt a thud.

“What are you doing?”

Agatha then gave Carlos's card to Andrew. “This! Try Brother see!”

“Anald tag?” andrew asked with a confused look. “What is this for?”

“No need to know something..” Agatha sighed before continuing her words. “Sister Carlos Welandi is the older brother of one of my best friends, Memey Welandi. As soon as I saw his full name, my heart ached even more. I can't imagine my best friend's feelings for his parents for losing Brother Carlos forever. I'm not strong, brother. I really can't imagine it, hikss...hiksss...” Tangis Agatha broke again.

Andrew stunned. Is this really a coincidence or is he just hallucinating? The present situation also made him confused what to do. He also cried back. He slowly approached Agatha who was crying, and hugged her.

“I know how you feel. We also lost our friends. Promise to keep fighting for life. So, what should you do with your best friend's sister?” Andrew kept patting Agatha's back gently.

Agatha shook her head, she still could not think clearly. Andrew outlined his embrace, giving Agatha room to breathe. “You still save your phone?” ask Andrew.

“If it wasn't for Brother Carlos, I would have almost sold my car as well as this phone. He disagreed with Cath's proposal which kept urging me to sell all my luxury goods.”

“Sorry..,” says Andrew.

“Sorry for what?”

“Already, forget!”

“I want to contact me my best friend. I hope Big Brother agrees with what I said.”

“Do it! He still has family. At least, Carlos could be buried with respect by his family. I'll help you and we'll see the funeral. Here, just use my SIM Card, then after that, throw it away!”

“Thank you, Brother. But I don't want to show myself there. Surely my friends and cousins also came to deliver Brother Carlos in his last resting place.”

“Okay, I get it. Now, let's tell his family.”

Agatha and Andrew quickly provided information to the Memey family. He photographed Carlos' body drooping, then sent it to Memey complete with the address of the incident. Agatha and Andrew would hide somewhere else before the arrival of the Memeys.

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Memey and his parents were shocked by the chat that had just been on Memey's phone. Mama Memey's head suddenly dizzy and almost fell unconscious. Didn't expect his son to leave so soon. According to him, this was indeed the fault of him and the husband who always forced the will and opposed Carlos' wishes. Memey immediately contacted the Sta Hospital ambulance. Elizabeth to pick up her sister's body. Before being taken to the funeral home, the family asked for the body of his son for a divisum. The result of the visa stated that Carlos died from a drug overdose. Furthermore, the bodies were delivered to the funeral home to be bathed was also prayed for.

“Hikss...hiksss Memey continued to cry on the side of his sister's chest. Before long, there appeared Maria and Stevanie, then followed by Dirgo and Yadi. The latter also defended condolences, appearing Bi Momon, Mang Judas and Alzio.

“Mey, strong lo, yes...” Maria and Stevanie also cried. They hugged Memey trying to comfort him.

“Gu..gue is not strong…. Our best friend said we didn't know where, and then my brother had to go forever. I..hikkssss..”.

“Non the patient. All that lives will come back to Him. The strong, yes,” timpal Bi Momon then hugged Memey. Bi Momon cried for two things, crying because he saw the bereaved Memey family and crying because his little lady had not returned home.

An hour later, the funeral procession was over. The families and mourners have returned to their respective places, as well as Dirgo cs. Agatha and Andrew entered the tomb with flowers. He saw the cross that was planted on the tomb of Carlos. They mourn again crying.

“Sister Carlos, who is quiet there, yes. I will never forget my brother's kindness to me. I'm glad you called me by the word sister. Try calling me once again with the word sister, I want to hear it once more.. Can you, Brother? Try repeating once again...!!” Agatha's tears were dripping down profusely. Andrew rubbed Agatha's head so hysterically. It was heartless to see the fragile Agatha return.

“Udah, don't cry anymore. Carlos would be sad to see you cry. Carlos over there will be a prayer for all of us. Come on, let's go home. It looks like it's going to rain soon.” Agatha was forced to follow Andrew's orders. They went home and went back to the old barn again. Cath had been buried by the city's social service who came along with the retrieval of Carlos' body.

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Agatha felt that life was getting harder on her. At first, everything he thought would be more fun if kept together with his new friends, but reality made Agatha inexhaustible. All his friends were snatched one by one from him. I think God is so cruel. He also thought what if Andrew was also snatched by God.

“Ahhh...no, no!” Agatha immediately dismissed her negative thoughts.

Agatha is currently pensive at a stop with Pitha, an abandoned cat found on the street as she busks. He was waiting for Andrew to come to see him, for they parted ways while going busking. It was late at night, but Andrew had not yet returned to Agatha. He said he and other punk groups were running businesses. You could say a very profitable business, which is to distribute illegal drugs. Agatha knew it was a dangerous business, but what else could they do? Expect from the results of busking, sometimes it is not enough to buy two packs of rice along with mineral water.

“You're a member of the Storm group?” Suddenly Agatha was startled by the arrival of a punker.

“Iya, why?” agatha replied as well as asking while gently stroking the fur of Pitha.

“Wire! Just found you arrested by the police.”

“WHAT? You mean Brother Andrew..?!”

“Yes, right Andrew. The arrested were three people. I swear, I didn't lie.”.

Agatha really did not understand why all this happened so quickly in her life. He was upset and he just wanted to die. How could he live alone without the company of others to support him?

“This is already the risk. Would you like to join us?” ask the punker.

“No! You go home.. I want to be alone..”.

Evening together. Agatha walked down the street while limping. Pitha remained on her chest, held so tightly. He doesn't know which direction he's going right now. After being tired down the streets, Agatha felt tired. He was sleepy and chose the role of the store that was closed for him and also Pitha to rest.

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The gray cloud that day was almost perfectly darkened to make Agatha's heart murky even more unbecoming. Agatha had heard from the newspaper that Andrew had been sentenced to two years in prison. It feels heavy. Agatha continued to move her legs weakly as if there was a weight of hundreds of kilos wrapped around her leg.

Agatha goes not necessarily direction and purpose. He was confused about where to go, while Pitha still faithfully followed him from behind. Agatha walked down the highway without looking left right. The passing vehicle continued to honk repeatedly. They are not only bothered by Agatha's insolvency, but also by remembering the weather that looks like it is going to rain. Seemed from all those who want to arrive at their respective destinations immediately. In fact, a fuel truck driver was cursing at Agatha.

“Wah...germimis!” chirp a high school girl while opening a blue folding umbrella with her centile. “Come, chepet! We will be rained on!” The girl took her friend to ride with her. A college student who seemed to have just finished his thesis trial ran towards a bus that stopped while putting a bag over his head.

Agatha watched all of that without blinking and unmoved. Her eyes are glaring. “Why is everyone so busy with himself?” thought Agatha. “Do they have anyone else they keep in their heart to love? Do they still love that person even if one day that person might stop loving him? Will they forgive if they are betrayed? How many will survive?”

Agatha was about to turn when a car in a hurry turned towards her.

CRIIIITT!!! Not yet had the car touched Agatha with the tip of her hair, the car was quickly controlled by the driver. He stopped and lowered his car window.

“Jeez, LORD. Fortunately it can still be mastered,” said the guy. “Sorry, you almost got hit.”

Agatha looked at the guy for a while with a look of kangen. The guy frowned in his car, he got out. More and more rain drops, wetting the faces of both. The man's clothes, which were originally dry, were now drenched due to the rain.

“Aa...Agatha...?!” terka that guy. Agatha immediately cried, for some reason she was so happy.

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To be continued….