Agatha Anderson
Agatha Anderson — A Moment of Beginning

...Sometimes there is a time when what the heart says and wants does not go in the direction of what happens. ...

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Upon entering the dining room the two were surprised by the dining table setting that was already filled with lots of food and moreover the arrangement that looked perfect like a classy restaurant.

Even Agatha was stunned as she stared at the dining room before finally sitting next to Joshua.

Wow, are you really setting this up Christ? I couldn't believe my eyes, "Joshua still looked amazed by the twinkle in his eyes. He had not expected the CEO of this large company to even be able to prepare something like this.

Christopher smiled, "I was too excited today, after all I wasn't the only one doing it Josh. You cooked this with me,"

"Stay, the arrangement is stunning."

"You didn't forget only the four of us would eat right? You made too many dishes, "this time Agatha spoke with a cold expression, not intending to give praise to the man before her.

"Agatha, that's right! Christ prepared all this for you, where's your grateful attitude?" joshua's inexhaustible nagging why his best friend is so cold to Christopher, shouldn't he try to be more friendly?

Hearing that Leon had widened his eyes and quickly turned to look at his cousin's reaction. Christopher smiled and did not seem to be offended by Agatha.

"Yes, thank you," he murmured later.

Agatha said the sentence quickly without a tinge of praise or anything but strangely enough it made Christopher smile happily.

Thirty minutes passed without a sound, only the clanking of cutlery clashed against each other. The four seemed to enjoy enough especially Leon who had enjoyed all the dishes without exception to make the cousin upset with him.

"Can you eat slowly? I made it for them but why did you spend it?" whispered Christopher who nagged his cousin.

"There's still a lot, why are you nagging me?" Leon did not bother with the actions of Christopher anyway he ate within reasonable limits.

Agatha finished first before finally the others were finished and by force of Christopher then Leon is in charge of cleaning all the equipment after eating assisted by Joshua. The other two are in the middle room. Agatha was busy with her phone while Christopher was busy looking at the woman in front of him.

"Agatha," he called her who only got a response in the form of a glance from the woman. "You don't want to tell me anything?"

Agatha raised her head and looked at the man, but her gaze did not imply anything. "What do you want me to say?"

"Whatever it is, you don't want to know about me?"

Agatha blinked a few times, digesting Christ's question which she thought was strange. Why ask, I have investigated your background long before. — thought Agatha.

"I don't know what to ask," replied Agatha after ten minutes of silence. Because it is true that Agatha is not good at talking trite with others or pretending to do so. He doesn't have to ask what he knows, does he?

Christopher was silent with the answer thrown by the beautiful woman but then he laughed lightly as if what Agatha did was the thing that made him happy. "Good God, I'm really always surprised by your attitude Agatha. Strangely enough I like it."

Agatha snorted hearing him, "You're not busy today?"

Christopher's laughter stopped to hear one original question from Agatha, "Are you going to ask me out? I can clear my schedule for you."

"No, I asked because it looks like you're 'so free' that you came here. Shouldn't you be busy?" again his sentence sounded heartless in the ears of the person who heard it, although it seemed that the man did not mind at all.

"Well, I actually have to attend the meeting in 30 minutes, but if you want me to stay here longer, I don't mind putting it off."

Agatha could only think this man was a little sane because how could a leader play with his decisions like this?

"We're leaving now?" joshua asked to make sure because he saw two guests they had not even said goodbye to leave.

"Yes, the two of them will also leave. Don't you have to attend the meeting soon? You'd better hurry, "though that's not the case but the effect is like shooing in Joshua's ears until he looks bad at two other guests who strangely smile.

"Well, since my fiancee is so busy that she doesn't want to stay with me any longer so I have to go too, don't you Leon?"

"Close to you," replied Leon who seemed not to be surprised by this strange interaction, "You're really in love Christ's hangover," he added in a whisper making his cousin a small chuckle.

They go down together and split up in the front lobby, apparently once Christ actually does not intend to leave immediately while Leon has already gotten into the car.

"You don't want me to take you?" bargain with Agatha who was standing next to Joshua.

"no need. I'm pretty sure you should hurry because your 30 minutes have been cut off by 15 minutes" Agatha glanced at the watch on the man's wrist. Christopher sighed as if he had to be told to do something he did not like.

"I think 15 minutes is enough to get to Harrington in time. See you, Agatha. Bye Josh," then the man enters the car with Leon waiting.

And when the car had come out of her apartment area, Agatha exhaled.

"Why?"

"He's a tiring man" replied Agatha who then walked towards her car while Joshua followed.

"So how are you going?" ask Joshua who got behind the wheel.

"I'll think of a way to decide when we're done with the MediCe project."

"Agatha, can't you just try to take it?"

"No."

"He's a good man, don't be so mean to him."

"Just because he's good, then he shouldn't have come after me."

And they continued their journey in silence.

Joshua knew it would take a long time for Agatha, and she didn't want to force anything.

While Agatha was convinced that it was useless for her to try. Because the defect in him can no longer heal as he was. If it could return then his belief would be no more than five percent. If only this had happened a few years ago he would have laughed and smiled, he might have been able to feel what he called happiness. Maybe she was already a different Agatha and she didn't need to dissolve in regret like now. His hand now turned into his bag, pulling a small book with a brown cover that already looked dull. A book he always carries with him wherever he goes. And like a talisman, Agatha grasped it tightly before holding it in silence and sinking into the stretch of the past that is now suddenly present.

Did you see me?

Are you happy?

I want to meet you...

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