Maudy seems to have found something wrong in Nuril's story. She felt that Nuril was hiding something.
All this time, she didn't notice why her mother always felt surprised or didn't even want to talk about her past. Honestly, she couldn't accept it when everyone said she had lost her memory.
Just like his conversation with Nuril a few hours ago,
"Hello," said the voice on the other end.
Hello, Nuril," said Maudy slowly.
"Who is this? This is Maudy? Nuril shouted, "I miss you; you just played around and didn't wait for me to come back from Bali. But I haven't come home yet. I'll wait for a long time; besides, Auntie already told me," she said, chuckling to herself.
Maudy just smiled at the words of her cousin and best friend, "How are you? Maudy asked
"Fine, how are you, Dy?" asked Nuril. "Still as cool as before, right? Only Maudy answered the question with a nod, even though she knew Nuril couldn't see her.
"Yes, I still do. It's just that I've only been here a few days and haven't even gone anywhere, Nuying; I don't know any of my friends," she said honestly, making Nuril chuckle.
"I'm sure you will make lots of friends there. Besides, it's more fun there than in Jakarta," said Nuril.
"Why are you in Jakarta?" asked Maudy idly.
"Yeah, no, it's just that I just suck at it. Never mind, Dy, don't remember it," continued Nuril.
"Why?" Maudy repeated, but she was sure that Nuril was excited there because she heard the sound of rustling and her shouting for Fathur, her fiancé.
"Dy, that's all for now. Later, Fathur will be excited about this," she said, then hung up their call.
... 
Maudy was still thinking that almost three hours had passed, and she was still at home on the balcony of the house after calling Nuril and her mother, forcing her to come down for dinner. It's almost twelve o'clock now. And his eyes were still bright, and he didn't feel sleepy or tired.
Actually, Maudy wanted to talk to Casya, but it seemed like the woman who claimed to be her best friend, ah, didn't admit it but heard from Sky that Casya always looked after her every day at night when she was in a coma for a year. That means it's not a confession. But it's true that Casya is his best friend; it's a shame he doesn't remember a single memory with them, Sky and Casya.
Sky, yes, she was also going to call Maudy earlier, but it seemed like she didn't see that no one wanted to voluntarily give her information about her accident, which caused her to lose her memory.
Ah, why does life have to be like this? she thought.
... 
"What's wrong with Fathur? Nuril was really annoyed; it was clear that she really missed her cousin Maudy.
"You almost let slip, you know what?" said Fathur,
"What's the rush? Nuril did not understand
"Yes, you said that Bandung was the best place, so you didn't reveal anything about Arga and his family," explained Fathur.
"It's really obvious, isn't it? Would Maudy know if she just said that? She wouldn't know either."
"Maudy just lost her memory, darling, but that's not her knowledge. Do you understand? I know you miss her or whatever. Coming home from here, we will go to Bandung without having to go to Jakarta," said Fathur, explaining that his girlfriend would calm down.
"Are you sure? How do you do your work? This is what Nuril likes about Fathur: of all the things Fathur has, he leaves time for them to get to know and chat with each other, unlike most people who just take matters into their own hands, or what could be called arrogance. Indeed, ordinary men are arrogant. So, yes, their nature is like that. Sometimes their egos are touched, and fortunately, Nuril rarely seeks conflict with Fathur. Because he knows, Fathur and Arga are actually slightly different; it's just that Arga doesn't want to open up and tends to always close himself off, not letting anyone know what's in his heart, but it can make other people hurt. Ah, thinking about that, he actually regretted the relationship between Arga and his cousin.
"What are you thinking about? Fathur asked,
"Are you sure that Maudy will still have the possibility of meeting Arga? asked Nuril suddenly,
"Not a possibility, but definitely darling," said Fathur.
"Why is that?"
"It really can't be avoided anymore; they will definitely meet later, whether Maudy has really forgotten or is remembering the past," he continued explaining.
"There are two possibilities: they get back together or get further away and forget each other. And that's fate; we can't really control it. Now it's possible, but the definite possibility is fate. Obviously, Fathur glanced at his lover, who was still thinking about how his cousin's life was. To be honest, he also liked Maudy before he knew that his feelings were only for the woman next to him who had many whims.
Remembering the past, Fathur smiled a little and often seemed to laugh at himself, who always quarrelled with Nuril when Maudy would secretly go to the library and see and observe Arga with a smile alone, and then he would often catch Nuril annoyed because Maudy was too fussy. And now look at him, who loves this woman.
But chances are they will meet when they are still together later. Believe me, whether they are back together or finding their soul mate, that is a game of fate," said Fathur again, stroking the hair of his adored lover.
Nuril, who heard it, just sighed in resignation, nodded, and was assured that whatever happens in the future will be best for both people. They should be happy together again, or not. Nuril also sometimes gets annoyed with herself, who is easily provoked by emotions. Yes,  it can't be helped. Maudy is her cousin, and Arga is a friend, but what she did to her brother clearly left them scarred.
"I really hope they don't get back together. But I really want Maudy to be happy. If it's Arga? I don't know; I think she also deserves to be happy later. Just let it be like this. I know how she's already regretful, and it looks like the last time you talked to him "It's just that I enjoyed him like this for now; maybe later he can be happy too," said Nuril, seeing her lover, who was smiling and looking at her too.
"Okay, come on. I'm starting to be very wise; my girlfriend is the wrong future wife," Fathur teased, making Nuril pout even though he was really embarrassed at the moment.
"No need to be rude; it won't work," said Nuril.
"Are you sure it doesn't work? It's like if it doesn't work, it's impossible for you to ask to be married anyway," he said again, deliberately provoking Nuril.
"Okay, there's no need to make a big deal out of it. After all, it was you who proposed to you, but you're only going to get married, isn't it? That's strange," said Nuril again.
It's clear that Fathur didn't waste his golden opportunity and immediately gave Nuril a kiss right on the lips. Nuril, who received a sudden attack from Fathur, was silent. This was the beach, and even though there were many people like that, she was still not used to it, and the eastern customs were still strong. Automatically, he pinched Fathur's waist to make him sick and beg for mercy. "That's it, only once," said Fathur defensively.
But when Nuril was off guard, he stole a kiss again, and Nuril immediately glared at him and chased him, until the two of them ended up playing chase on the beach. Yes, it's romantic. But single people, including authors, don't miss it.
... 
Arga had just arrived at his mother's house after returning from Bali. Indeed, he had gone home yesterday but was only able to go home now because he was still working on his work, which had been delayed due to Tirta asking his assistant to handle everything as he pleased.
As a result, Arga's work increased, and overtime after this was the best choice.
"Why mom?" Asked Arga, "How's Grandma?"
"She's already asleep. Should we take him to the hospital? asked the mother,
"No, ma'am, don't. It's not guaranteed, and we don't know what will happen out there," he said.
"Mama also feels sorry for your grandmother, but what can you do? She has to be aware. Grandmother is not sick as usual. She is more mentally ill," said Mom.
"Be patient, Ma; Arga is also sick; the difference is that Grandma can't hold it anymore and is old. But Arga still has to survive, right? Arga asked, not sure what kind of life he should live.
"Mama, papa, you are going to take care of the company outside again," said Mama.
"You know, your aunt and her husband definitely can't come here all the time. And they can come at any time if they only know that Mama is at home," said Mama.
Relax, Ma, they won't come. Arga can make sure of that," Arga said confidently, and his firm voice made no one dare to approach, sharp and cold as if he wanted to skin one by one anyone who dared to disturb his family again.
Just once and no more, just once.
... 
Maudy just woke up after nine in the morning; last night she couldn't sleep. It was almost half past three in the morning when she closed her eyes soundly and without interruption.
Lately, she had been having a lot of dreams, whether they were nightmares or ones that reminded him of a boy whose face he didn't show, and what Maudy looked like often made him speculate to himself.
"Ah, what are you doing today? It's fun going with Dad to Grandpa's rice fields. But..." She was still thinking about what she was doing when suddenly a message appeared on her cell phone.
Nuril : Dy, sorry, last night Fathur invited me to dive; you know, it was fun. Eh,,calm down,m down, next week I'll be there. At least if it's not Monday, then Sokay?kay?
A message from Nuril made Maudy excited. Today is Friday, which means three more days. Ah, she was waiting for that day to come.