Agatha Anderson
Agatha Anderson — Memories of the Past

...Never come if you intend to go. ...

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The smile on his lips had been incessantly growing ever since. Just by meeting and greeting some 'istimewanya' patients Agatha was feeling happy.

Even he could forget about all his busyness if he was already in this place. Senna Rod is one of her favorite places besides Anna's madam social care home.

At home Agatha can meet many small children and also some children with disabilities then in Senna Rod is the opposite.

Not all children in Anna's madhouse are disabled. There are only a few children with disabilities while others do not. While in Senna Rod more adult disabled patients than children.

Back when she first came to the home, Agatha always thought about how the world worked so ruthlessly for letting children like them be abandoned.

Perhaps many children there are left by their parents just to get in front of the home or found madam Anna elsewhere on the roadside until brought home.

As far as Agatha knew, madam Anna was an angel-hearted woman who might have been deliberately sent by God to take care of these unlucky children. Women who don't mind taking responsibility as parents for these children.

And what makes Agatha so touched is Anna's madam who also takes care of disabled and special needs children who have been abandoned by their families just because they are 'different'. When other people look one eye then madam Anna actually stretches both arms to embrace them.

Agatha does always live in abundant adequacy but that does not mean she does not care about the social environment around her.

Everyone has equal rights and opportunities in living a good life, regardless of their circumstances. The right to a decent life is either readily available or must be cultivated. These children are no exception because although they are different but they are also social beings who deserve equal treatment.

Madam Anna taught her children to care and be fair to her different children and Agatha was amazed that all of that seemed harmonious.

There's no difference.

And all this is present in Agatha's life because of someone. A special figure who taught him about balance and justice in life. A person who teaches many things in their shortcomings but makes them perfect.

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Agatha smiled every single shadow that appeared in her head, it felt like time had not passed. Like it was yesterday.

His name is Mikael.

A speechless young man Agatha is known for a minor accident, which leaves Agatha grateful for a lifetime of being reunited with Mikael.

Agatha once ran away from her father's guard and went to college on a public train instead of a driver. It was her first experience riding public transportation and fortunately Agatha was not too stupid to know what to do to get on the train.

But when the train finally stops at the station, Agatha is already waiting for some guards sent by her father who strangely knows she is on this train. Unwilling to be a public spectacle with her being carried by the man in black suit, Agatha slipped silently among the crowd trying to get away from the guards waiting at each exit of the carriage.

Flashbacks.

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It was quite difficult to escape the watchful eyes of the guards because exactly five steps Agatha made it out of the carriage, the guards saw her and started walking towards her.

Panicked Agatha broke through the crowd and immediately ran as far away from the guards as possible. Agatha ran with all her might ignoring the protests of the people she hit. He hated his father in saaf like this, he just wanted to feel ordinary life like everyone else but was always opposed by his father.

After fifteen minutes of dodging, Agatha stopped in a narrow alley between shops only to take her short breath after running. He intended to contact his best friend but stopped when he realized his phone was not in his bag as well as his journal.

When did the bag open?

Did he just pick up?

God fucking.

Agatha was just intending to curse when her shoulder was patted gently by someone who made her jump.

Shit, he was finally caught.

When turning around, Agatha was surprised that it was not the guardians of her father who found her, but a man with obsidian cerulean was looking at her with a thin smile on his lips.

"I'm sorry, but did you say anything? I don't understand."

Then the man reached into his bag and grabbed a small note, and his left hand was busy writing something.

'I'm sorry to surprise you, I didn't mean anything bad. And sorry that I can't talk.'

After showing Agatha the note, the man wrote down something again.

'So I was in the subway of the station, I thought you dropped something when you hit me and ran. Is this yours?'

Then the man reached into his bag again, this time he thrust a journal and also a mobile phone at Agatha.

"Oh! That's mine!" Agatha looked at the two objects the man had thrust at her, "You followed me to return this?"

The man went back to writing, 'Yes.'

Agatha was a little stunned, why would this man bother tailing her?

"Thank you" he said politely, with a nod and a small smile that looked friendly to Agatha.

'Looks like your bag was open when you ran. Next time be careful.'

The man looked at her before stepping away just as Agatha's brown bead saw her father's guards standing seven meters away from where the man was standing. Instantly Agatha ran away in panic as the guards saw her and caught up with her.

Agatha ran as fast as she could until her university courtyard was visible and she looked so relieved like a runner who reached the finish line.

He promised inwardly that he would go on a rampage later when he got home.

Agatha turned towards the park beside the business department building, intending to take a short rest. It was a really exciting but shitty day.

His breathing roared with a pounding heartbeat, a smile on his lips. Joshua would be angry if he knew this story, surely he would nag his actions.

Agatha would only move when a hasty step stopped beside her, and again Agatha found the man she had met was panting for breath beside her.

"Oh, you? What are you doing here, you following me?" tanyanya.

The man moved his hand again and after a while realized something and went back to taking his notes.

'I thought you were in danger of being chased by men in black. So I followed you. You're all right?'

The man was still trying to catch his breath, his hair looked a little chaotic from the gusts of wind while running. But strangely Agatha actually felt it was funny and subconsciously singled out a line of thin smiles.

"I'm okay now. They won't follow me here. Why did you follow me?"

'I'm just worried.'

And that answer left Agatha speechless.

Why is this man worried about her?

He even bothered to follow her just to return her possessions.

In view of his speechless figure shouldn't this man before him prefer to ignore him?

Why do good when the possibility of him himself can get bad treatment?

Others would prefer not to care.

Agatha was still speechless as the man gave a small nod to her and walked away. But the brown bead caught something, a pin with the medical department logo of his university embedded in the man's backpack.

Is he a medical student here?

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