I'm the Forgotten One

Yes, I Will.

As the days passed, the family of Thomas William more harmonious it feels. Every morning at five o'clock, they pray together to start the day. Ask the Lord for the inclusion of everything that will be done. Agatha, who was also assisted by Alzio and Dirgo, increasingly understood the life God had provided. His father, every week always spent time with his daughter and also Alzio who is now his son. Alzio has started his studies again, forced to take online classes because he wants to accompany Agatha. His parents in other cities and provinces did not object to Alzio's decision. Even they are grateful because his son – Alzio has been made a child by Mr. Thomas.

Since Agatha and Alzio went to Dirgo's house that night, accidentally when Agatha was allowed to go to the toilet, Agatha saw one of the open rooms. He was curious, and then he went in to see the room.

DEG!! How surprised Agatha was when she entered the room. In the room, there are various tools for painting, ranging from brushes, dyes, canvases, and others. He walked through each room carefully. His heart began to be curious and suspicious of the personal Dirgo. Maybe the person he saw in the lake park at that time was Dirgo, maybe the birthday gift from Dirgo was his own work? Agatha's mind raged. He saw a neatly arranged shelf, then he approached it.

He's opening. And once again Agatha was taken aback again. There's a painting of her face there. “Is this all Dirgo painted?” muttered.

Dirgo realized, already fifteen minutes Agatha to the toilet and has not returned. He asks Alzio to follow him, but Alzio instead tells him to follow Agatha.

“Zio, which sister, how long? Susul gih, fearing her why-why.”.

“No! Lo aja the following. I don't know where the toilet is,” replied Alzio of origin. “Udah, game after. Do you want to get closer to him?”

With a smile and a slow step, Dirgo got up and left Alzio still at the dinner table. The goal is only one, the room where he paints. And sure enough, Agatha was still looking through the paintings.

“Ehemm.” Dirgo cleared his throat and shocked Agatha. “What are you doing here?” tanyanya then stepped closer to Agatha.

Agatha was silent. Seeing the paintings and Dirgo's face take turns, like asking for an explanation.

“Tha...what do you think?” said Dirgo resuscitated who was still silent.

“Gue wants to hear something from lo.”

“About what?”

Agatha again circulated her eyes scanning the entire room, then raised the painting of her face that she was holding. “About this all. What do you paint and have this room?”

“Kalo I'm honest, are you going to be mad at me?”

“Ngak.”

“Mmm, that's all I painted. And, this room is mine too.”

“Why is the object always my face?”

“That's because..” Dirgo's speech was truncated because Alzio first answered it.

“She likes you.”

Dirgo can only scratch his nape that does not itch. Actually he was quite embarrassed by his feelings for Agatha, fearing that Agatha did not have the same feelings as him.

“Why do you know, Zio?” agatha asked Alzio.

“And from that time I told you, during your stay, Dirgo confided a lot to me about all his feelings for you, his worries for you, and all about you. And now, here's the surprise for you.”

“What did Zio say, Dir? You like me?” Agatha turned to look at Dirgo.

“Iya,” Dirgo answered briefly without daring to stare at Agatha's face.

Agatha threw herself on the chair. He had no idea that Dirgo liked him. Indeed he admitted, it deserves the attitude and behavior of Dirgo different from him. He always gets sweet treatment from Dirgo. He also admitted, every time he saw and looked at Dirgo, he always felt a great vibration to always make his face red. But he could not yet guess which way the tremor was.

“Since when do you like me?” Agatha spoke after Alzio disappeared behind the door.

“Kalo can be honest, I like you since we are XI class. And that night, when we had dinner together and then we went to a flowering hill, I actually wanted to express my feelings for you. But I don't have much courage to say that, considering you're in a complicated situation again. I'm afraid to make you feel like something's wrong with me,” Dirgo said honestly.

“Lo is not wrong, really. Is it still there and still the same?”

“Suntil now is still there and still the same.”

“Aren't you disgusted by me being this dirty?” Agatha began to shed her tears. Imagining all of Welson's sweet promises made him unable to hold back his tears.

“I set that all aside. My love and affection beat everything about you that happened. I accept all your weaknesses. Is this what you call falling in love?” Dirgo approached Agatha who was still crying. He hugged Agatha tightly. Hugging the body of his girl who had not met for two months.

“Now, I want to express all my feelings to you, tonight.” Dirgo sighed for a moment. “Agatha William, will you be mine?”

Agatha sniffled in Dirgo's arms. It felt so unbelievable and like a dream in broad daylight. Dirgo rubbed Agatha's back so that Agatha was calmer because she wanted to listen to what Agatha would answer for her declaration of love.

“I know, it's not as romantic a way as most people do. But, this is all sincere from my deepest heart. I want to be together even to the marriage with you.” Dirgo loosened his arms, held Agatha's shoulders and took her to look at each other. “One more time, will you be mine, Agatha?”

“You're serious about what you said?” agatha asked as she stared at Dirgo's face without blinking. He looked for a gap in Dirgo's eyes, a gap of honesty and sincerity there. “Do you want to guide me to become a winning person?”

“I will always do what you want.”

Agatha blushed in embarrassment then replied, “Yes, I WILL.”

Dirgo cried because Agatha accepted her love despite being suddenly unprepared. Just because of the painting room, making them lovers.

“Can I kiss you as a sign you are my girlfriend?” Dirgo asks Agatha for permission first. He doesn't want to play just like that.

Agatha closed her eyes, but Dirgo smiled instead. He then brought his face closer and kissed Agatha on the forehead several times. “Already. Open your eyes!”

Agatha's face was blushing red. He had thought he would cross his lips with Dirgo, but his forehead was the target.

“Why is your face flushed? You imagine that our lips will be in touch, huh?” dirgo Goda.

Agatha shook her head quickly. He is grateful to have Dirgo who appreciates his partner. The proof alone, wanted to kiss his forehead was still asking permission, unlike Welson who always took the opportunity to nyosor.

Agatha smiled to herself in light of the incident Dirgo expressed her feelings that night. He was so happy.

“Why are you smiling by yourself?” Alzio Tegur. “Pa! Papa look, there is a kasmaran because that night he was made with Dirgo, hihi.”

Agatha's father was happy because his son was cheerful. Now, Agatha had become a victorious person. For five days he was in a relationship with Dirgo.

“You yourself when to find a girlfriend? Isn't it a shame to lose to your sister, honey?” Instead of teasing Agatha, he even teased Alzio.

The breakfast atmosphere in the dining room passed so much fun. Bi Momon also Mang Judas also gave thanks because his employer's family got the gift of God so that it returned to harmony. Yes even minus Mrs Daria, but they are very grateful for that right now.

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To be continued…