I'm the Forgotten One
Punk Son.

...God does not ask us to understand all, but He asks us to believe that He has planned the best for our future. –By Author–...

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“Heh, look at the girl,” said one of those wearing torn jeans and a chain attached to his pants. Her hair in a distinctive style was painted in bright purple. “That's a real pain, huh? Definitely cut off girlfriend!”

“Yupss, been kayaking in dramas. Pake cry-nangis all, iyuuuhhh” timpal one more. He wears a chain bracelet the size of an adult's little finger with a bandol of two animal fangs, on his tongue worn round earrings. The hair of the Mowhak model is painted in a light green color.

“Ssttt! Not too many comments! Let's get close to him.” A girl with pink half-shoulder curls, earrings on her left nose, wearing a miniskirt gave command to her two friends who were busy commenting on Agatha.

The three punks were already in front of Agatha, but Agatha was completely unaware of the three of them. He continued to chatter and nag about Welson's irritation, nagging Nadine and her baby-to-be. Then he downed the bottle of whiskey in his hand until he choked.

“Ahahaha... This is crazy! This is totally insane! Why is it like this? Nadine's pregnant? Haha crazy! Is it true that Welson is the father of his son? Pregnant from my boyfriend who was stabbed..”.

“Oh wow, betrayed by the girlfriend,” whispered a guy wearing torn jeans who has bright purple hair.

“Realized love many sides, upss love triangle. Very classic!” timpal the pink haired chick wears a miniskirt.

“How unfortunate my fate is. How can anyone in this world love me anymore? Oh my God, who am I in this world?” Agatha tried to stand up while staggering. Some eyes watched him for a moment, some ignored him, some were angry because Agatha was acting like a madman. The three punks just laughed amusedly at Agatha's pitiful behavior. Because the reason, Agatha greeted every young man there with the name of the LORD.

“GOD! You are my God, right? He said You are really good to everyone, right? Aye right? But why did You allow all this to happen to me, oh my Lord Jesus?” Agatha spoke while kneeling in front of the athletic college guy who came with her boyfriend. His lover stared in confusion as his girlfriend was addressed as LORD by Agatha.

“Can You just give me a miracle once, Lord? Ah, what a pity my fate, Lord.” regretted Agatha, then she stood up after being content to kneel. The couple tried to avoid Agatha while covering their noses because Agatha's mouth smelled of alcohol.

“God is merciful, have mercy on me!” Agatha knelt down again in front of the man in her suit and was about the same age as her daddy. His left hand holds a girl, whether her child or her delights. Such types usually like to pervert in the office. If the punk child who wears earrings on the tongue does not immediately prevent Agatha, bad things will definitely happen to him. Because the man in the suit and tie seemed to bite his lower lip looking at Agatha kneeling to him.

“Little sister! Hey, hey, wake up! He's not God. In a place like this where there is God?” shouted the punk child trying to beat the hustle and bustle of the club.

“So, you believe God is somewhere else?” ask a punk chick while folding her hands on her chest.

“Ngak. This is just for this little sister to realize.”

“Kalo so, where is God? Can I meet him now?” agatha asked as she wrapped her hands together spoiled around the neck of the punk boy who had awakened her earlier.

“Don't meet God first. Nay! He said, if you want to see God, people must die first. Don't be stupid, yeah! The time to die is still young like this for the sake of meeting the God you mean? Whether there is or not. Kalopun existed, perhaps He died thousands of years ago.”

“Stop! Don't vilify my religion continue,” hardik punk boy who chick on his friend.

“Hehehe, okay. Sorry buddy, peace!”

“Hmmm little sister, where is your home? Let us drive you home. The danger of going home alone in a drunken state like this.” The bright purple-haired guy who had been silent seeing his friends was arguing a little for awakening Agatha. He asked Agatha about her home address while patting Agatha's cheeks.

With one of her hands still clutching the green-haired punk's neck lit up, Agatha tried to reach into her bag to pick up the car keys, then waved her car keys into the air. His bag he just threw at a table nearby. “This! Whatisthis? I brought a car. I'm going home by myself. Please step aside!”

Agatha walked with difficulty because her head felt dizzy with the confused gazes of the three punk children. Agatha even forgot that she had not paid for her order and left her bag alone on the table.

“Dik! Uh, hey!” call the bright purple-haired guy to remind Agatha of his bag, but Agatha ignored him completely and continued walking out of the club.

“Guys, the little brother has not paid for his drink. Can you please pay?” a club waitress approached the three punk kids.

“Aduhhhh..” the pink haired girl patted her eel.

“Eitss, already. Don't be stupid! Check the bag. Who knows there's money there,” the blazing green hair pointed at Agatha's bag with her chin.

The bright purple haired guy immediately checked Agatha's bag. He was surprised to see the bag. He immediately took a sum of money as mentioned by the club steward to pay for his drink.

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“Heii, why did it come to this?” Dirgo tightened his embrace.

“God, are you the God I seek? Please pity me, Lord,” said Agatha carelessly who was still in Dirgo's arms.

Without answering, Dirgo immediately let go of his embrace and carried Agatha into the car. He will drive Agatha with Agatha's car, his car deliberately he lives in the club because he does not want something bad will happen to his idol.

Agatha continued to rumble along the way by mentioning the name of the LORD. Dirgo who was driving could only stroke his own chest because of Agatha. Before getting out of the car, Dirgo put a mask on his face and then covered his head with a hood (the skull cap on the hoodie, which is then called the informal hoodie—language). He opened the car door and pulled Agatha out.

“I can do it myself.” Prevent Agatha from Dirgo, but she does not recognize the young man who is with her. Because Agatha refused, Dirgo relented. He immediately ordered a taxi to drive him to the club to pick up the car he had left there. After a few minutes, the taxi arrived, he said goodbye to Mang Judas and immediately went out to the taxi he had booked.

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“Cupit! Where have you been?” alzio asked firmly as soon as Agatha walked into the house.

Agatha did not answer. He just smiled and deliberately threw himself into Alzio's arms.

“Heh, you drink, yes?” asked Alzio again as they walked towards Agatha's room upstairs.

“Yeah, upss! Caught to the Father,” Goda Agatha.

“Tha, do you realize the same thing you did?” alzio asked with concern seeing his cousin.

While continuing to beat Agatha painstakingly up the stairs, Alzio continued to nag her cousin. The half-conscious Agatha did not overly pester her cousin's babble and nagging. Arriving in her room, Agatha instantly became nauseous. Alzio quickly took his cousin to the bathroom. Alzio himself to the creeps heard his cousin was vomiting. Alzio was very worried about his cousin's condition.

“Tha, you can tell me if you have a problem. Don't have to come like this either. Can damage you.”

Agatha continued to spit out the remnants of alcohol in her stomach until it was complete to make her limp. Alzio returned to his cousin to the bed and removed the shoes from Agatha's feet. He laid Agatha like a sick man. He took a wet tissue and then wiped off Agatha's dull face. Agatha immediately fell asleep after being laid down by Alzio. Alzio, too worried about his cousin, decided to sleep in Agatha's room on a long sofa.

Just as she was about to lay her body on the sofa, Agatha's bedroom door was suddenly knocked down. He got back up to open the door, Bi Momon appeared there.

“Non Agatha all right, Den Zio?” asked Bi Momon worriedly.

“He's fine, Bi. He was drunk because he drank alcohol. And now he's asleep,” explained Alzio.

Bi Momon stroked his chest. “Thank God if so, Den Zio.”

“Try Bibi heard by herself, until snoring so like kebo.”

Bi Momon chuckled at Alzio's words.

“Tonight Zio slept here, Bi. Afraid of anything happening to that ugly cousin.”

“Iya, Den. Then, Auntie said goodbye. Aunty is already sleepy, as heavy as Aunt.”

Alzio closed the room door laughing at Bi Momon. He returned to his body after he finished praying.

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To be continued…