I'm the Forgotten One
Little Rumat.

A few minutes later, the waiter arrived at their table with one of his co-workers to bring Agatha and her friends orders. He brought his colleague with the intention of helping him, because if only he himself would automatically go back and forth to deliver the visitor's order.

“Happy Enjoy, Ma'am, Mas.” Said the waiter alternately putting food on order. The waiter who stole a look at Yadi, until when he put the drink, he accidentally nudged Yadi's arm, and fortunately the drink did not spill.

“Ow, sorry, Mas. I'm a little friday.” The servant who spoke. Then made Yadi shudder in horror at the thought of what the servant said.

“Huss..huss, there! Don't come near!” Yadi chased away the waiter who brought their drinks, like driving away a cat who wanted to steal fish at the dinner table. It made his friends look strangely at Yadi.

“Eh, that's not what I mean, handsome Mas. I'd like to know if I see a clear one like Mas. Uuuhhh, want to pinch deh,” cut the waiter immediately for fear that they think that he is crazy or sick, with his behavior made up while tempting Yadi. Yadi was more and more amused to see that which was clearly visible in his eyes. Just this time he saw a girl who was such an insignificance. Seeing Yadi's expression that was not clear in shape, the three friends were unable to hold back their laughter, especially the Memey.

“Buahahaha. Clear instead of water yes, or even clear vegetables?” Memey laughed, “and it turns out you can instantly bust here, Yad,”.

“Ngaco lo, chicken tail!” Yadi snorted in disbelief as Memey mocked him.

“Okay, ouch. Setop!” hardik the waiter who brought food, “forgive my friends Mbak and Mas, please enjoy the food that has been available in front of you,” his order.

“This is because of lo!” whisper waiter A (who brings food) to waiter B (who brings drinks) by squeezing his upper teeth and lower teeth, causing a noise in the row there.

“Sorry, Ma'am. I like to forget because most see his handsome face.” Replied waiter B who was also whispering as he set his eyes on Yadi.

“Mata basket!” waiter A nagged as he whispered back to his partner.

“We excuse me, Ma'am, Mas. Sorry about that one. Please and happy eating!” said waiter A friendly and bowed his body a little.

“Iya, Ma'am. Relax aja.” Saut them four at a time. Again the servant A opened his voice.

“Wow, again compact!” said amazed.

“Loh, he said he wanted to say goodbye, why are you still here, Ma'am?” reprimand Memey because waiter A still hasn't taken her out of sight.

“Oh, yes-yes. Excuse me yes, everyone.” A valet then took B's servant's hand away from the four of them.

When the servant left their seat, they enjoyed eating and drinking. Not to forget also they laughed and glared at each other because of the Memey. Their current togetherness, managed to make Agatha momentarily release the silence in her heart, the turmoil that struck, the unrest that penetrated the soul, the loneliness that was peerless. Once Welson took him out of the house, he enjoyed with joy without a burden on his heart, trying to hide everything that happened to him. Although sometimes the behavior of Yadi and Memey is annoying, but it can make him forget the story, a story that his parents always ignore.

While at Agatha's residence, Mr. Thomas and Ms. Daria had just woken up from her sleep. Though the clock has shown at 09.00, but the two married couples just woke up because of fatigue working all day. They went out to the dining room for their late breakfast.

Seeing the figure of his master, Bi Momon immediately rushed to the two of them to convey greetings and permission from Agatha.

“Morning, Mr, Madam,” greet Bi Momon bowing his body, “Non Agatha permission to go out with his friends, he asked me to convey it,” said Bi Momon.

“Oh, morning, Bi.” Reply both.

“Udah, let it go, Bi. He wants to go where it is also up to him, he is already big and can take care of himself.” Madame Daria's words that managed to make Bi Momon flabbergasted.

“Good, Mistress. I understand.” Bi Momon then left the dining table and rushed into the back room.

Back to cafe XY.

Welson's phone screen changed when a video call came in, the video call was from Nadine. At first glance Agatha sees the name that contacted her boyfriend, but it was as fast as lightning that Welson shifted the red icon, which indicates the call had Welson rejected.

“Why not answered, Yank? Who is calling?” agatha asked her forehead in surprise.

“Important, Yank.” Answer Welson who has put his phone in his jacket pocket and mute it.

“Who's video call, Yank?” ask Agatha again, “mana know it is important,” he continued.

“Nothing, Yank. At most mama tells you not to be long.” The answer.

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While at Nadine's house, she is increasingly upset that Welson is refusing a video call from her. He hoped Welson would pick him up, but instead, the call was rejected. He paced back and forth while jerking his feet to the floor to make a sound of shock. No matter the person in his house who might be uncomfortable because of his actions.

“Welson where the hell is it? On the phone not lifted.” He was upset with Welson.

“What is the same way Agatha can do?” he guessed it himself. And his guess is right.

Welson did not deliberately invite him out, because Welson would invite him both, without anyone knowing their relationship. But who would have thought, one of their friends, Dirgo had learned of the rottenness of the two. But Dirgo was silent, and there was a time when the rot was exposed by itself. That's what Dirgo thinks right now.

“Usually if they walk or eat outside, definitely to cafe XY. Did I just go there?” nadine asked herself.

“But lazy, ah. They must be friendly,” he continued.

Next the cafe XY.

“Oh, okay with that, Yank.” Agatha confirmed Welson's answer. Agatha's reply, which had just been uttered, made Welson breathe a sigh of relief, as Agatha did not interrogate him anymore.

“Denger-denger, next month we have three days off huh? Really no?” chirp Memey suddenly.

“Emang why, Mey?” ask Agatha.

“Ya nice dong. Let's not cape think about schoolwork.” Memey replied casually, which made Agatha glare at him.

“What school do you really want? So happy to hear the word holiday?” Agatha glared at Memey.

“Elehhhh, snobs yes lo, Tha. Tell me you are also happy for holidays.” Memey protested for not accepting.

To be continued....