The uncle helped us to get to our village and the people in the village also helped Steven very well. I looked at Steven who still had his eyes closed. Someone called William to find out what happened. Of course William already knew what had happened. He even looked at Steven with a resigned face. "You idiot! I've warned you before. Don't interfere with Robert. Yes, you finally have to feel this too," blurted William, half annoyed to see Steven who was still being treated by one of the village people who was good at treating. I had forgotten about the uncle who had helped me. Immediately I got out of Steven's uncle and aunt's house. I'm looking for the man who helped me earlier. It turned out that he was still sitting on the wagon. The old looking man fanned himself with his hand. "Sorry, I forgot. I'll bring you a drink uncle," I said kindly to the man. "Yeah okay, I'll just wait here," he answered quietly. He looked embarrassed and I thought he was very polite. I just took a drink in the kitchen of Steven's aunt and uncle's house. I took water. "Here, please drink. Sorry, it's only water," I said as I handed a large glass to the uncle who was sitting on this wagon. He drank it to the end. Then he took the glass and got off the wagon. "Here's the glass. I'll go home first," said the uncle and then turned around. "Eh! Sorry uncle," I cried, touching his arm. He then stopped. "This is for uncle. For helping me and steven. Oh yes, my name is Jihan," I said kindly as I held out some money in front of him. But this uncle refused by shaking his head. "I also have money at home. There's no need to be like that, jihan, I'm sincere to help. My name is Juan's grandfather. You just call Juan grandfather. Don't call uncle again," he said with a small laugh. "Oh okay Juan grandfather. Then I am very grateful to you. I hope to see you again Juan grandfather," I said hopefully. I put my money back in my jeans pocket.
The old man reminded me too of the woman who used to help me when I was in town. I remember that woman's face. Very kind as if she was my real mother. He has two children. I remember once he gave me food when it was cold. I still remember the woman's name. Her name is Julia and she has two children. But I forgot their names. Most of the good people I meet are old people. Maybe because they have so much life experience. I really want to meet people who have helped me. If I succeed. I will definitely give more kindness to those who have helped me. Grandpa Juan left even on foot. I insisted on taking him on a wagon and paid someone to drive his wagon. But Juan's grandfather was very clean and strong enough to go home alone. He said he was used to walking long distances. Oh my God, he's so good. If I tell this to Steven. Steven must be very grateful to Juan's grandfather. Oh my god, I forgot to ask the address. Now I just went straight back to Steven's aunt and uncle's house. Some people have also disbanded. I saw Steven who was lying on the sofa already conscious. He still looked so weak. Just silently looking around. Someone who treated Steven looked at me with a smile. "You must be Steven's lover, right? You have to treat Steven and take care of Steven until he heals, right? I'm so sorry for the wound. You just give this medicine and this too to drink, right," said someone who doesn't know his name. "Okay fine thanks. But I'm not Steven's girlfriend," I said with a small smile. "Yeah, he's definitely going to shoot you as his girlfriend soon," one of them teased, glancing at Steven. Steven just silently glanced the other way. "Thank you very much," said Uncle Steven to a woman. Now the woman who I feel is important here. Now he left politely. Uncle Steven. I just saw this for the first time. "So what's your name pretty girl?" asked Uncle Steven kindly.
"Oh my name is Jihan, you're Steven's uncle right?" I asked to be sure. "Yes, I'm Uncle Steven. Uncle David and Aunt Jenifer are inside. He's making food," Uncle David said. A man with a fairly full body. His face is round and bald. I smiled at this very friendly uncle. His face looks very humble I think. He kept on offering me the snacks that were on the table. "I'm sorry, this may be my fault uncle. Steven shouldn't have interfered with Robert at that time," I said feeling guilty. Steven who was still lying down was still. Maybe he's having a hard time moving his mouth. Uncle David shook his head. He frowned. Seems to disagree with me. "No, no Jihan. It's not your fault. Everyone already knows that Steven is careless. He really likes that. He likes to act stubborn," said Uncle, looking annoyed at Steven. "I'm helping people in need. I'm not careless, uncle," Steven defended in a firm voice. Then he glanced the other way in annoyance. "Yes, it's up to you, Steven. Then I'll pick the roses first," said Uncle David quickly. Like in a hurry. "Okay fine, thank you very much Uncle David," I said smiling at him. Now in the living room, it's just me and Steven. I saw Steven's battered face. I'm so sorry for him. "What do you want to eat? Let me feed you," I asked looking at the food on the table. "I want that red watermelon," Steven answered quietly. Too bad his mouth can't open wide. I immediately took the diced watermelon. I feed Steven slowly. "I'm sorry, yes. This is all my fault. I shouldn't have ridden your wagon. You should have been able to rest at that time. Sorry I forced you at that time," I said guiltily. "As a sign of apology. You must obey my request until I recover," Steven cried, his eyes narrowed. Like a warning to me. Damn, I thought he'd be subtle. Turns out he was asking for something. Surely he will work on me. I do not like this. But I can't dodge. I really feel sorry for him too. After all, uncle and aunt must be very busy. They couldn't possibly take care of Steven who was sick. "Oh, um. Yes yes okay, Steven," I said with a nod. I hope he's not like me.