Agatha Anderson
Agatha Anderson — Unexpected Guest

...You start this game but I'm the one who's gonna end it....

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It has been two weeks since MediCe operated in the Hellig laboratory and the results obtained turned out to be better. Although not yet forty percent at least the crisis will not occur in Senna Rod.

Agatha was happy about it. He had just returned from Granada to resolve his issues with management until the hotel was ready to open next week.

Joshua who saw one by one their problems finished also feel happy, let alone this makes Agatha's mood better. So after visiting the laboratory that afternoon, he invited Agatha to lunch.

"I want home made food for lunch."

"What?"

"Take me, we go home to the apartment."

"Agatha, aren't you cruel? I wanted to take you to eat to celebrate our success but you asked me to cook instead?" joshua complained as they were on their way back.

"You yourself said it would make me happy."

"Not so, let's do it another way. Come on I want steak and more for this."

"But I want your cooking."

Stifling with annoyance, the man finally changed the direction of his destination towards the apartment. He could not refuse Agatha.

But the world gave many unexpected surprises because when they arrived at Agatha's apartment, there was someone else waiting there.

"What are you doing here?" Agatha threw a look of dislike at the sight of Christopher Winston waiting for her in the lobby with the other man she had met before.

"Of course waiting for you. I called your office, your secretary said you didn't go back to the office and since your schedule started again a little late so I decided to come here." she explained casually.

"You sure about what you said? Sounds like a stalker in my ear."

Hearing Agatha's accusation only made Christopher chuckle.

"You've met me, so you can leave now."

"Agatha!" hiss Joshua when he heard this rude remark of the woman beside him. Even looking at Leon, the man who came with Christopher looked surprised.

"I'm sorry Christ, I hope you're not offended" he said, inexplicably feeling bad even though the man in front of him was calm.

"It's okay Josh, I think I should get used to it. I knew the risk anyway when I decided to propose to him," Christopher revealed a small smile confirming that this man seemed to have prepared himself for Agatha.

"Thanks Christ, I'm quite relieved to hear that."

"Actually I came to take you to lunch."

"Ah, we did plan a 'slightly fancy' lunch to celebrate some things. But this woman beside me is forcing me to cook. Don't you think that's cruel enough?" joshua asked in a very clear tone that he was still upset.

"So you're gonna cook? I'll help you if you don't mind Josh," lightly bargained Christopher who made Agatha snort to hear it.

Oh come on, he just wants to eat Joshua's cooking quietly as usual. Why should this man interfere?

"Eh, I'm fine. You must be busy, don't mind us Christ. I'm fine," said Joshua, who was sad to have this man help him.

"I'm not busy, am I Leon?"

"Huh?" The man named Leon seemed to open his eyes before finally agreeing with a smile.

In the end Agatha's mood changed 180 degrees due to the presence of two other men who inevitably had to be accepted by Joshua's coercion. While Agatha let the two men get busy in the kitchen, she chose to wait in the living room with Leon.

"You're not going there?" agatha asked Leon who was busy with the tablet in his hand.

"Yes? Oh, I can't cook and I don't want to destroy your kitchen, Miss Anderson...?"

"You can call me Agatha."

"Oh, okay. Agatha."

There used to be a day when the apartment was visited by several people, only that it was a few years ago. All of those things had already passed with time, leaving only Joshua and himself.

Meanwhile in the kitchen it seems that two humans who have not met for a long time found a match when viewed from the attitude of each other.

"So you're good at cooking too Christ? I didn't expect someone like you to be friends with kitchen furniture," Joshua was busy slicing some small smiling vegetables at the man behind him who was busy with a pot on the stove.

"Not very clever, it's just that I used to love experimenting with food. My mother said I was quite talented as a chef," he chuckled amusedly.

"My judgment will take place if I have already felt the results" joked Joshua.

"I'm sure you'll give me a high rate."

Both are capable of processing and preparing this well without the need to make the Agatha kitchen a mess.

"You like to cook yourself? The last time I saw you was carrying a sandwich for Agatha," Christopher asked this time as he picked up a piece of vegetables and meat that had been prepared by Joshua.

"Well, I can because I'm used to taking care of it. He's someone who has simple yet difficult tastes."

"Does that include the duties of a personal assistant as well?"

Joshua laughed at Christopher's murmur, "Actually not at all. We were friends for a long time and since I was the only friend who could stand him then inevitably I had to take care of him" Joshua chuckled.

"How long are you friends?" this time Christopher asked in a mumbling voice so Joshua thought there was no need to answer.

"You're done?" Leon appears in the kitchen and appears to be observing two men in front of him.

"At the end of the day, you should help instead of waiting quietly," said Christopher.

"You know I can't cook at all. I still have a lot to do, right?" Christopher snorted faintly at Leon's reply.

"You're good, too, Mr. Sanders"

"Joshua."

"Ah, okay. Joshua." - Joshua."

"Where's Agatha?" joshua asked as his eyes caught his best friend, not in the middle of the room.

"It seems to go into the room there," replied Leon who then pestered Christopher by taking some mature shrimp in the man's hand. Joshua decides to go see Agatha after washing her hands. It is not good to let the woman be in a bad mood right now.

On the balcony of her room, the woman stood against the backdrop of tall buildings behind her. Seeming to take a slow sip of the cigarette in his hand, that usually unreadable and cold eye gaze somehow seemed a little faint. There was an inexplicable depth there as if it was walking down space and time far from where it is now.

"Hey."

Joshua stood beside her and smiled gently as if trying to pull this woman back into the present. Agatha turned her head and soon rested her head on the shoulder of the man who was now picking up a cigarette from her finger.

"What are you doing here, you're mad at me?" joshua asked who was answered by a slug from his shoulder.

"No. All these things just make me remember about. you know I don't mean to be mellow, but I can't help myself. Sorry." which."

Joshua simply kept silent, pulling the woman in his arms lightly and damaging the top of his head. "I know that, and no need to feel sorry Agatha."

"But I ruined the atmosphere, didn't I?"

Joshua pulled Agatha from his arms and looked at her best friend. "Nothing breaks Agatha, this feeling is yours and only you can control it. All of this is not to be removed or even removed. He had the right to be kept, to be remembered whenever the longing came," the man sighed softly before continuing, "Only now do you have to give the empty space in your heart to be entered by others. Not to replace what is already there but to give new power so that its existence will not disappear."

The woman lowered her head and smiled faintly, a smile that she had never had for a long time. "It won't be easy."

"And I'll always be your side" the two beads meet and there is a mutual understanding, a belief that assures them that everything will be fine.

"Well, we'd better get out because I don't feel good making our two guests wait."

"Let it go" murmured Agatha who got an amused nag from Joshua.

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