While Fathur and Nuril were still at the cafe, it was a big coincidence that they met Casya and Tirta. Nuril does not believe that the earth is really as narrow as he himself says. He wanted to apologise to Nuril, but because Tirta was there, he was afraid he couldn't freely discuss it. But Fathur again elbowed his hand until Nuril finally said,
"Sorry about yesterday. She said it indifferently.
"Hmm," Casya replied, just muttering.
"I've apologised, you know," said Nuril.
"I didn't even say anything; why are you so upset? asked Casya too.
"I'm not mad, I just...
"I'm just annoyed because I ignored you like that. Tsk, just now you apologised and were already annoyed again; your emotions go up and down, huh? Did you get it again? Casya quipped, making Nuril glare.
"Who else got it anyway? My people are sorry you ignored it. Who wouldn't be annoyed to try? Nuril sipped his drink vigorously and deliberately. Making Casya just shrug and glance nonchalantly, making Nuril cranky again.
"I already apologised, Cas; why are you still upset anyway? Nuril asked, elbowing Casya's arm, making the woman finally glare.
"Hey, you two just came here? What a coincidence," said Fathur, changing the conversation and lightening the atmosphere. He saw that Casya was still indifferent, while his girlfriend was frowning in annoyance because Casya and Tirta's attitude seemed uncomfortable in front of the two women who were arguing. Even so, he enjoyed the two of them arguing, watching as if he were in front of television.
"We also have a need; what are you doing? So, the wedding date has been set, even though you two will get married soon, but you keep fighting," Casya said sarcastically.
"Who's fighting?" asked Nuril evasively.
"Cckckck, Maudy said it," Casya said coolly.
"Aish, what secret can he keep? Nuril scoffed as he sipped his drink loudly.
"It's no longer a secret that you guys are like that—fight, make up, fight better. Nearly ten years haven't made you mature. In fact, the more you want to get married, the more it makes you look like children. Casya said it again.
"Who said that? Even so, we will still get married. It was clear that Nuril was mocking Casya.
Which you have to. You really have to get married. But if you're married and less cranky, yes, you'll be a wife. Even later, when you become a wife, you become a mother; don't be cranky. If your child knows that his mother likes to sulk like children, what's the difference between you and children?" asked Casya, giving the statement as if it were advice. Even though Casya didn't think this was advice worth listening to further,
"Then, you guys? How?" Fathur asked, glancing at Casya.
"What's the matter? Let's just do this, get married, and grow old together. Casya explained. While Tirta turned his head, even though he had personally proposed to Casya but had not yet reached the woman's parents, and they still had things to work out before finally moving on to the real marriage.
"You guys are getting married too? Nuril asked in disbelief:
"Why? Are you the only one who can get married? Casya asked challengingly.
"That's not it, but you've only just met; it hasn't even been a year, even if you've only been dating for months. But–"
"What's the point of taking so long if you're only going to present a third person and what other people are talking about? You know what's the most dangerous and painful thing in this world? Casya asked Nuril, seeming quite serious. This conversation won't take a moment; Tirta just sits quietly, looking cool even though he's trying to calm the pounding in his chest and listen carefully. Likewise with Fathur, he wanted to hear Casya's opinions and views.
"What?" asked Nuril.
"People's words feel more painful. Even though we don't do anything that can offend other people, When they tell us facts that we sometimes deny, it can destroy us. For example, father and mother They didn't love each other, but one of them loved the other. And sacrifice—why must I sacrifice to get love? Well, life is always like that, but yeah, Ril, some things should never be said. Sometimes we misunderstand, but only because of our own understanding. We either care too much or we're stupid. In relationships too, not because of a third person. But because of the perception of each life, it becomes heavy. And I don't want to make my life heavy after everything I've been through in life. So, you have to be like that too, dating for almost ten years, engaged for almost three more years, and postponing marriage three times before you can finally get married. In fact, all this time is a lot of time, and you are just wasting that time without doing anything. My father loved my mother, even though they saw different paths. My father was too afraid, until finally he found an old love who was willing to give anything and accept who he was. Mama is the same, but finally they can be happy. I also just want to say that you two have been dating for a long time; don't get married in just a matter of days. Not even the age of corn. Don't waste too much time. "Me too; why did I decide to finally marry Tirta? Because I wasted too much time," Casya said clearly.
"You guys are getting married?" asked Fathur, and Casya nodded firmly.
"That fast?" Nuril asked again.
"There's no point in wasting time. We're still young—not yet thirty—but now is the right time to think about marriage. Why? Because when we're thirty, we'll be picky about our life partners, and when we're forty, we already do not want to get married. Seeing everyone getting married and seeing our parents expecting us to get married, finally meeting and choosing random people, then regretting it or deciding to stay single labelled as an unfilial child or unable to make their parents happy. Feeling guilty, and parents will be like that too. In fact, our happiness is ours. Our parents can't even do anything about happiness. Then, why should we be required to make them happy? But what really makes them happy is seeing us happy. So, never get married to make your parents happy, and don't waste time on useless things. You're right about deciding to get married even though it takes a long time," Casya explained at length.
"How come you want to talk at length like this?" asked Nuril.
"So that you feel alive and married. Ril, not everything that you plan to achieve will succeed; one out of seven will surely fail, or one to three will succeed. And when you get married, if one day you regret it, it's better to separate. If you still have feelings, better be friends. Or meet new people, even though it's difficult because you have to learn many things again, starting from the beginning by understanding the nature of other people. And it's difficult, but at least you will never regret it when you are old because you have tried. Mama always told me that she never regretted giving birth, marrying, or divorcing her father. What's regrettable is that she wasn't as good a mother to me as she was to her other children, even though she was there. "They may also still feel that there is something missing from mom because mom is still a mother, an ordinary human being," he said, ending the conversation.
"Why are you explaining now? Nuril asked
Because I'm also going to get married... even though it's difficult, getting my father's blessing is the most difficult. I don't even expect him to give his blessing; it's just that my grandmother will continue to mediate. As for my mother, that's fine. Casya
"Why can't your father accept you marrying him?
"Tirta, her name is Tirta. I know you hate Arga. But she has nothing to do with your hatred for Arga. Because Tirta has children. Maybe?" Casya said casually while looking at Tirta, who also turned to her.
"What?"
"What?" Both of them were surprised at the same time. Well, yes, how could both of them not be surprised? Casya is dating a man who has children.
"And you still want?" asked Nuril, pointing at Tirta, but he realised that his behaviour could have offended Tirta, so he immediately lowered his hand.
Cassia nodded. 
"There's no reason not to be together; if it's meant to be for me, wherever it goes, it will come back to me. It's the same as falling in love. There's no specific reason to love someone. Look at me! How stupid it is when you like Sky for almost seven years without any reason. But once it was all over, there was no reason for me to continue holding on and finally love him again because there was someone who could make me fall in love with all his advantages and disadvantages. I fell in love with Sky without him having to do much. And I fell in love with the man beside me without him having to say he loved me. But with everything he does, I'm sure. Casya chuckled, feeling funny about everything that was happening. "Moments are coincidences, and let those coincidences be yours to make memories. Good or bad, he said again.
"Ah, you deserve to be a writer. And you are indeed the smartest among us. Even though Maudy lost to me, you are still number one and unbeatable. Said Nuril, raising both thumbs at Casya.
"Life is not about who is the best, but how can you respond to everything to be good? You can be jealous, but use it as motivation and inspiration. Never feel inferior to other people. Your life is also valuable. And respect yourself by loving him. People who have never fallen in love cannot write books, and people who do not love themselves cannot love others. People who do not accept their own shortcomings or weaknesses cannot accept the love of others. He just doesn't know how to love. Casya said, leaving Nuril stunned. One thing she learned was that she felt that all this time, love was only between you and the person you loved. However, they also have many meanings if expressed in various ways and from different points of view.