Sky, who saw all the scenes, could only exhale. If she left there slowly, maybe Casya would be suspicious of her because she heard everything the two people said. The couple was finishing their fight, and Sky didn't want to interfere. Casya doesn't know what it's like to fall in love when her best friend's love isn't reciprocated. However, he didn't force it. And will never force Sky again because now he has Tirta in his life. However, sometimes he still doubts whether Tirta is serious about him or not. Does Tirta just think of it as an outlet?
"Ta,"
"Hmm." Tirta muttered behind Casya's neck, and it felt like someone was tickling your stomach because Casya could hear Tirta's breath very clearly.
"I'm tired, you know," he said honestly. But Tirta didn't want to let go of his hug.
"Cas,"
"Hmm?"
"I sleep here, okay? Tirta's question was clearly heard by Casya.
"Hush! There's sky here. Casya said
"Precisely because of that, I don't trust him. I just want to stay here. Tirta insisted on sleeping at Casya's apartment. Meanwhile, Sky, who heard Tirta's words, only snorted softly, and she was too lazy to argue, so she pretended to be asleep. Even though he was awake and even heard all of Tirta's words earlier. Sky chose silence, not interruption. As Reyhan said, he had interfered too much during this time, and yes, he was selfish. So he couldn't even get Maudy. Then switch to Casya? Will it be like this forever? Would his life be any more miserable than this? Why does he always not have the right timing?
"I sleep here, okay? Tirta immediately went into Casya's room, still with Casya in his arms.
"Bu, what the heck? It's hard to know the way. Casya said again, but Tirta still didn't let go until he reached the room. Tirta let go of Casya but immediately put himself to sleep on Casya's big bed. Seeing that, Casya immediately snorted.
"Ready to say you and I sleep in bed?"
"So? On the floor? Or the couch? Tirta again teased Casya. But instead of being tempted, he immediately took a pillow and blanket from the cupboard and put them downstairs.
"You sleep here, and I'm here, he said then. Casya just went straight into the bathroom and washed her face, then went back to get the blanket.
"What for?" asked Tirta.
"Sky, he also needs a blanket," he said and left.
All this did not escape Tirta's view. And quite a bit of jealousy, even though it's still a little bit there. However, Tirta immediately admitted in his heart that he was a little jealous. No more. 
Casya covered Sky and then gave the man a pillow, being very careful, afraid that Sky would wake up. Until finally he said, "Sky, long ago... A long time ago, I wanted this to happen. I hoped you would get drunk and confess your love. But only to me, not Maudy; unfortunately, you are always drunk and confess your love to Maudy through me; you have never even been honest with yourself. Casya immediately moved away from me after covering the man. But, not long after, he stopped and said, "Now, I already like someone else, even though it can't be called love yet. I like his honesty. And I want more, which makes me selfish, Sky, but to be honest, I only hope for him for now. Casya was really serious after that, without knowing that Tirta and Sky were listening to each other. From different distances and places.
Casya immediately went into the room and found Tirta sleeping under the bed with a mat; on top of it was a small bed and a blanket and pillow. Everything Casya took and gave to Tirta was used by the man. Casya chuckled; she couldn't believe that this man, who seemed arrogant and had everything, really loved his child. Oh, Mike. Casya seemed to be considering what she would say if she met Mike. Then, what was he trying to say if he really met that little boy? Casya didn't get the love of her parents, let alone her father, while Mike didn't get his mother's love. How hard is it for a woman who doesn't even expect her child to be born into the world?
"Are you asleep already?" asked Casya when there was no movement from Tirta.
"Why?" Tirta asked when Casya touched his face and turned to face the woman.
"I wonder if Mike likes me or not." He asked with a straight look at Tirta's face, which permeated Casya's every touch.
"Like, he must really like you. Take it easy; he will be very happy when he finds out that he has a mommy," Tirta said, catching Casya's hand and bringing it to his lips. He kissed it and held Casya's hand by joining both of their hands.
"Why are you scared? Tirta asked again, and Casya nodded and shook her head.
"I'm not scared; I'm doubtful. I'm worried about myself; is that okay? Like you said, I was scared that Mike's heart would break even more, and I contributed to that. I don't even know him yet, but I already like him a lot. From his name, I know he must be a good kid, sweet, and cute. But I also doubt that he will accept me." Casya exhaled slowly, and Tirta could feel the doubt in Casya.
"We can cancel meeting Mike tomorrow; besides, there's still time, any time," said Tirta. Casya's shake of her head made Tirta even more confused.
"I don't want to force you, and I don't want you to feel pressured. I want you to meet Mike with a solid feeling and be absolutely confident, so that Mike can also feel your sincerity, even though I know he will definitely like you and know you. sincere." Continue Tirta again, honestly.
"Is it true that Mike likes me? What's the story?"
"I once showed him your photo. And he liked it; he was immediately interested."
"You showed him my photo? Which one?" Casya asked with narrowed eyes. He couldn't just trust Tirta; that's nothing; it's just that he didn't want Tirta to show him a picture of him drunk in a taxi. Ah, no. but in Tirta's car, he thought it was a taxi.
"I'll show you the best photo of you; just calm down. I'm not that bad to embarrass you in front of my child. He said it with a calm, smiling glance at Casya.
There was one thing that made Casya pinch. When Casya heard that Tirta said Mike was her son with a look, her lips trembled with certainty.
"Ta, I want to ask something, but don't be angry, okay? Casya tried to read the situation.
"What's that?"
"Tirta…" Casya screamed softly; luckily, she was able to control herself immediately when Tirta made her get off the bed, and she landed right on top of the man. He really wanted to get up but was held back by Tirta.
"I'm heavy, you know," he said. Tirta shook his head.
"Nope. What are you going to say?"
"How can you be sure that Mike is your son—your biological child? I don't want to make any accusations, but he can just fake it. I didn't mean anything bad, and I actually feel sorry for Mike. Casya looked down, looking straight at the man's chest, until Tirta could only exhale and stroke Casya's hair.
"I know what you're thinking; I'm not offended. Yes, I've done a DNA test and all kinds of things without his knowledge. Until he himself said he just wanted to set me up, Mike knows his mother doesn't expect it. So you take it easy."
"Are you serious? You said that to Mike? I want to meet Mike. Casya repeated steadily. Tirta agreed and hugged Casya, who was now below.
"We sleep here now, Casya said.
"Yeah, just sleep downstairs. Tirta repeated it again.