Sky's explanation had left her silent, not daring to say anything. She continued like that. spending her days not saying much, shutting herself in her room, and looking at her makeup. mirror, staring at her face over and over again.

"Blue saw Permata drown in the lake, as well as when you helped Permata. No one knew about this.  But it turns out that Aunt Ana found out by looking for CCTV around there, and found that Blue only saw you and Permata, who had been drowning for quite a while."

At that moment, Sky ventured to look at Matcha's flushed face. The man continued, "At first, Aunt Ana just came to the house and talked to Om Aryan and Aunt Ira. After that, the case disappeared immediately; there was no trace of anything. I only know that."

Why didn't Blue ask for help?

Why did Blue let him?

Does Blue also want Matcha to leave?

Does Blue agree with Ira's order?

"Sorry, Cha. Blue is probably in shock, right?"

Matcha shook her head at that moment. Confused. Emotion. Her hand clenched into a stronger fist, hardening until it was ready to hit the glass in front of her. Shatter. There was a speck of blood on the glass, leaving a mark. Also, there was a lot of emotion, pain, and disappointment.

"Blue! BLUE!" Ira tried to call out to her as the sound of glass breaking in her room rang out loudly. "What's wrong with you? What broke?"

"Open the door, darling!"

Matcha did not comply, choosing instead to bury her face in her palms, which felt increasingly cold and shaky.

There are still many questions that Matcha would love to ask. Many. Does Blue actually hate it too?

"BLUE!" Now, instead of Ira's voice, Green's was louder and more emotional.

"GET OUT, BLUE!"

Again, Matcha just ignored the voice. She grabbed the cardigan hanging on the hanger at the side of the closet opened the window, jumped out of it, and ran into the fairly quiet streets of the compound, and intercepted a taxi. For a moment, Matcha mentioned the address she was going to, then leaned her back against the passenger seat looked at the side of Jakarta's streets that were still crowded even though the sun was already 
hiding.

The moment Matcha came downstairs, approaching the life puzzle shop, she could still see, and the bell on the side of the door rang again. This time, however, Grandma Ayu didn't come out right away like she usually did. She had to call out to several times.  However, instead of Grandma Ayu coming to her, it was Sky who came out from behind the cupboard, holding a gray-white Persian cat.

"Where's Grandma Ayu?" he asked fiercely. He looked inside but found no sign that she was there.    "Where!?"

"Patience, please." Sky had to tiptoe backward until the cat she was holding dropped from his arms just like that, running deeper into the shop. "She's out. There's an event."

"Do you still see our puzzle box?"

Sky glared as soon as he heard it. "You want to steal?"

"One moment." Matcha needed a life-off switch. "There?"

However, Sky shook her head and sat down on a chair near the facade, adjusting the daisies on the table she had just replaced when she realized that they had been stored crookedly.

"It still won't change anything."

"But I already completed the mission, Sky!" she screamed in disgust.

Sky just shrugged.

"Why are you only telling me about Blue's disturbing behavior now, anyway, huh?" Matcha. Her hand pounded on the table when Sky didn't answer. The man continued to remain silent.  "You should have done something about it if you knew."

Matcha caught her breath as she felt her chest tighten again. She pointed at Sky, her face turning red again. "You did it on purpose, didn't you? You deliberately didn't tell me, so I could work with you? So you can help Blue?"

Sky just stared at her, still choosing silence. As if he were ready for Matcha's words to accuse him.

"What do you want, exactly?"

Sky's attitude, she could hardly guess. "Save Blue."

"Even though I'll be the victim?"
Sky shook her head, looking at him tiredly. "I'm not that bad, Cha."

Matcha snorted. Her hands came up, holding the sides of her waist, and she also closed her eyes. for quite a while after turning around first. Matcha chose to turn her back to Sky, trying to control herself.  Sky also chose silence, just watching Matcha. For a long time, Matcha sat in front of Sky and sighed, making the man move to get drinking water for Matcha.

"Sorry," Matcha said softly. She gently rubbed the bridge of her nose. "I was too much."

Sky nodded, returning to her seat. "It's okay. Just accept that you're sad. Don't be in denial, Cha.  It'll only make you sicker."

"Thank you." Matcha took the glass of water that Sky handed back. "You like Blue; that's why I thought of that."

"Your apology is insincere." Sky's index finger moved to point at Matcha.

"Still holding a grudge?"

Matcha shook her head hard. "Sky?"

"Yes?"

"Dady's mistress is not my mother." There was a short pause between Matcha's words. "But Aunt Ira."

"Huh?"

"I haven't found any evidence to defend my mom. Can you help?"

It took a lot of thinking when Matcha said that, asking for help from people she sometimes considered enemies, whom she had never planned or imagined before.
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Ira was still trying to find the spare key to the room, while Green moved outside, watching the girl through the window of his room. As soon as Ira said that there was a breaking sound in the room, Green rushed there, scared.

He found an unlocked window. So, Green pulled it, trying to get into the room, which made him flinch. Broken glass, clutter, tissues, and the person he and Ira were worried about just weren't there. 

"Blue's not in his room, Auntie," Green reported anxiously as he turned the key and found Ira still crouched in front of the nightstand. Ira looked over anxiously. "I'll try looking outside. Blue must be there."

This was not the first time she had experienced this. Green tried to find her at the orphanage. Usually, as far as Green knew, the orphanage was the only place the girl could escape. However, it turned out to be the wrong assumption. Sky wasn't even at the orphanage.

"Where's Sky going, Mom?" he asked the housemother.

"Earlier, Sky said goodbye to Blue's house."

"Oh." Green sighed. "Thank you, ma'am."

So, he took the bike back to the other lane, trying to find somewhere else, even though he didn't know anymore, and the only place Green could think of was the rooftop of Noona Cafe, a place his friends often ran away to.
As Green climbed up the rather convoluted steps of the stairs when the roof door opened, the one girl who had her back to him, standing on the edge of the roof divider while holding a strawberry milk box with her school skirt still on, and a body wrapped in a peach cardigan, momentarily made Green breathe a sigh of relief.

Green moved over to her, only to stand beside her, until the girl felt better.