
Uci ran up the wooden ladder. Dripping water soaked the wooden boards that were being idled by useless party banners again.
The girl's steps stopped when she found Fatia who was now standing looking at her while folding her hands in front of her chest. Fatia's face looked angry, although she did not tell him but the picture of anger was not able to be covered.
"Corns, Uci. Why do you like to make trouble?"
"The problem? Uci doesn't feel like it's causing any trouble."
Fatia touched her dizzy forehead. It's free to talk to Uci.
"Ki, do you know who's coming?"
"Who?"
"The one who came home. They want to propose to you for that son."
"Applying? Who wants to be proposed? Did you marry again?"
Fatia took a long breath. God, he's tired of having stepchildren like this.
"You're the one who wants to be proposed."
"I-i?"
"Yes." Yeah."
Uci covered his open mouth with two round eyes. On one side Fatia who saw the expression on Uci's face frowned confusedly. Does this girl understand what she's saying?
"Why you?"
"I don't understand," she replied and stepped into the kitchen to make Fatia snort.
God, this girl hasn't changed. Fatia stepped in following Uci who had now been inside the WC that was closed with an old door.
Fatia leaned against the surface of the pole while staring at the surface of the WC door.
"You know what you've done is wrong. You've dirtyed their cars with mud."
"What if they cancel the wedding. You know they're rich and have a lot of everything. Em, if you're married to that man then ask for as much money as you can and send it to Mom here."
Uci stepped out of the WC without the use of clothes or towels making both eyes of Fatia rounded.
"Sci! Your habits!!!" shouted Fatia who immediately grabbed the towel on the chair and threw it towards Uci.
"Mother, put this towel on me!"
Uci just smiled without feeling guilty. It enveloped his body with the origin of making his thighs clearly visible.
Fatia shakes. His stepson is still childish.
"Sci! You are a habit. What if you get married later. Just wear a towel you can't especially if"
Fatia's speech stopped with the movement of her hands that tidied the towel on Uci's body also came to a halt. He looked seriously at the innocent face of Uci who was seen looking at him.
Fatia breathed a long breath.
"I'm free to talk to you. You won't understand either."
Fatia stepped away leaving a silent Uci staring back there. Uci flicked his lips and flicked his two shoulders cluelessly.
Uci smiled as he hopped happily into his room just like a child who had just gotten a new toy.
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The sound of crickets sounding melodious on the outskirts of the rice field makes the night atmosphere more beautiful. The atmosphere of the village that is very close to the mountain of tea gardens makes the cold and cool into one.
Fatia tidied up her bedroom, dusting off using a broomstick to get ready for bed. The door of the room opened as the sound of small steps approaching her made Fatia turn her head.
"Kiss?"
"You want to sleep here again?"
Uci put his head on the pillow and nodded like a child.
"Uci wants to sleep here again."
"But they say you want to learn to sleep by yourself."
"Uci couldn't sleep because no mother patted Uci."
Fatia supports the waist with a long breath. He laid his body right next to Uci with his hands patting the buttocks of the little girl who looked smiling.
His eyes look sparkling staring at the look of his mother's face that looks flat. Although Uci is not his biological child but Fatia still loves Uci and vice versa.
"What's wrong?" ask Uci in the middle of silence.
"Until when will Mom accompany you to sleep and pat your ass like this until you sleep?"
The girl in front of him just smiled then shook her head.
"Uci doesn't know but it looks like it's going to be like this."
"Ki, if the rich man gets married to you then I won't come and accompany you to sleep and pat like this."
"You know, you're supposed to be mature. Not as of now. Your attitude is even like that of a child who still wants to play."
"Uci likes to play," cut Uci make Fatia so head bobble.
"You see friends who are the same age as you, they are even married and have children. Aren't you jealous of him?"
"What is envy for? Uci is happy that they are married. Uci can eat fried chicken thighs."
Fatia stopped her clapping and put on a face of disbelief with what Uci said. God, this stepson never changes. He always had an answer that was beyond his expectations.
"Ah, that's it, Uci! I'm tired of talking to you."
Fatia turned her back to Uci who was speechless while putting a ladder under her cheek.
"Mother! If you are tired of talking then take a drink of water and after that you will not be tired again. If you are not tired then accompany Uci to talk again!"
No reply from Fatia made Uci raise her head and peek at Fatia who had fallen asleep.
"Has Mom slept?" asked Uci while opening one of Fatia's eyes with her finger.
Still no answer even though he had opened Fatia's eyes. Uci laid his head on the pillow with both eyes staring at the ceiling of his room which was attached with the banner of the village head.
Uci plays her tiny lips left and right. I don't think he's sleepy right now. Uci moved his head to look at Fatia's back which was no longer moving. Her stepmother seemed to have actually slept.
"Mother! Uci can't sleep!"
The atmosphere of the room became quiet, the sounds of jengkrik and frogs dominated tonight. Uci got up from the bed. He looked back at Fatia for a moment.
Uci's smooth legs touched the surface of the board and ran small towards the window, opening it wide making the night breeze freely into the room.
The smile of her tiny lips that had never touched the lipstick was created as both of her sparkling eyes looked up at the sparkling sky of stars.
Uci propped up chin enjoying the beautiful night sky. The girl's smile slowly faded away after she thought of her father Santoso who had left her for heaven forever.
"Dad!"
"The kiss can't sleep."
"I miss you so much."
Uci. Her cheerful face suddenly glum. One of his weaknesses is his father. The childish girl only wanted to meet back to her father.
That's it, nothing more.