All language subtitles for berbagi suami_01(ENG)

Why daddy sounds weird
when he's talking on the radio?

Of course he sounds different,
he's not talking to you.

Actually, he sounds
like he's talking to kids...

...but his listeners are adults, right?

I don't feel well.

Chicken Pox.

I'll get some medicine.
You don't need to go to school.

I have a riding practice...

No horseback riding as well.
You shouldn't go outside.

Then, promise me you'll go
straight home after work.

I'll try... But I have to go
with your dad to a reception.

Daddy's big enough to go by himself...
Don't you love me?

I don't think there's a mother
who does not love her son.

LOVE FOR SHARE

In the name of Allah, Most Gracious,
Most Merciful. (In Arabic)

Life is full of surprises...

That saying goes well with my own life.

Pak Haji (title for a man who has gone
to pilgrimage in Mecca), my husband...

...he loves giving me surprises.

It can be sweet, but sometimes
his surprises are disappointing.

Now it's time for the lucky draw
and the winner of the car is number...

Number one-one-zero!

One-one-zero.

Congratulations...

What's your name? /
I am Indri.

How do you feel about winning,
Ms. Indri? / It's so unexpected...

...but I'm so happy to win./
Congratulations again to Ms. Indri...

And now please welcome...

...our lovely and talented
Ms. Ikke Nurjanah!

Your blessing is very important
for my business.

Excuse me Madame Salma, allow me
to introduce my daughter...

Aah, she's so adorable.
Still awake at this late hour?

Yeah, I always take her
everywhere I go.

Why didn't you bring your child? /
It's a school day.

Besides, boys aren't interested
in these things.

You must be happy having a son.
I also wanted a son, but...

Daddy! I want my daddy!

We apologize for our
technical problems.

I better get going...

Sal... Wait... Salma!

Salma... open the door please.

Why did I have to meet her
in front of so many people?

What are you talking about? /
Cut the crap! No need to cover it up.

It's all clear...
My fate it's just like your mother's.

Thank God for the black out.

So it's better for you to find out?
Is that so?

Even if there was no black out...

"I would have told you anyway,"
just not now.

When? / When you're ready.

It means that what people
have been saying is true.

Is there anything wrong with me?

You're perfect...
I just wanted to avoid adultery.

Throw away all your hatred
and jealousy towards her...

...otherwise you're the one
whose sinning.

It's not that easy...

Not that easy...

So this is how it feels...

It would have been better
if I didn't know.

Well then,
forget what happened earlier...

...just pretend she doesn't exist.

How dare she come up to me like that!
She must have known who I am!

I will never change towards you.

My love for you
have always been the same.

It never changed. Right Sal?

Go take a shower, you must shower
every time you set foot in this house.

Every time I do it,
I always bath.

That's what devoted Moslems
must do, right?

Right.

But I still want you
to take another shower here.

Every time you enter this house!

When fate revealed it's absolute
power, my life changed.

The baby's heart's rate is getting weak.
It's best we do a caesarian.

But I try to act as if nothing
has changed...

...despite all of the contradictions.

The design of the exterior
still hasn't been changed?

It's been simplified a bit.

I just don't want poor people
to be afraid to come to our clinic.

Sal, your pager.

I have to call my husband...
Just a minute.

I just don't understand her./
Exactly.

When it comes to her husband,
she's not that tough.

By the way, the rumor that her husband
has another wife is really true.

Let's not talk about that.

Nadim, this is your sister Icha.
Icha, this is you big brother Nadim.

Let's go to the stable.

A sister, finally...
Will Icha stay with us?

Daddy, you haven't answered.
Will Icha stay with us?

You haven't decided, huh?
Is she adopted?

Its OK, I understand.

My friend also has an adopted sister,
and she lives with him.

Icha will stay with us too right?

Hey, my boy...

My little sister is here,
have you met her?

I have, dear...

Shake hand with mommy Salma.

I don't want to.../
You didnt bring her mother?

Look at your brother with his horse.

Loneliness comes when Pak Haji
has to share his time.

But I have to be strong for Nadim.

And looking at his peaceful face
gives me the power to go on.

But I don 't know for how long...

1 0 years later.

1 0 years later.

God, I've told you many times
not to sleep here.

You're not a kid anymore.
Your dad will be mad.

Naah, he's never home anyway.

He seems to spend more time
at Icha's house these days.

How do you know?
He has a new business in Bali.

And you trust him?

Well, as a wife, I have to.
A good wife always trusts her husband.

I have a feeling
that Dad has a 'new one'.

So be it...

As long as they don't bother us.

I would never marry someone like you./
Why not?

Don't be so mean to your mom.

I read that men prefer women
who get jealous.

That's what they call love./
You're reading too much nonsense.

Go out more so you'll know the real
meaning of love.

Talking about love
this early in the morning!

So, don't you love dad?

Mom, answer me!

If I didn't love him,
you wouldn't exist.

Now, why don't you ask your dad
if he loves me?

That's a good idea. I'll ask him.

On second thought, you better not.
I was joking.

Let's not make him uncomfortable
when he's in this house.

Nadim's sarcasm still echoes
in my ears.

Apparently, my bitterness has caused
him to become a cynical young man.

I think it's time to repair their bond.

I've bought their favorite
roast duck for tonight's dinner.

As a matter of fact, my husband
hasn 't found a new wife.

He's still busy
with the same old face...

... and ten years are still not enough
to completely heal my wound.

Let's go.

Why don't you eat, dear?
It's been a while...

...since we had Koh Abun's roast duck.

Something is wrong with the meat.

I think is not as juicy as
it used to be.

Nonsense, the meat is so tender.
Couldn't be better.

Maybe because it's take-out.
Better to eat there, right dear?

No way, that place is too crowded
and the traffic going there is crazy.

Right... Traffic jam.
Take out is much better.

Have more then...

I got a mid-term paper to finish...

That kid... If he has a problem with me,
tell him to talk to me directly.

Why pick a fight with your own son./
Salma, where are you going? Salma!

Ms. Salma still hasn't arrived, Sir?

Aaah... there she is...
We're about to start.

I don't understand Nadim.

Why is it so hard for him
to give me his support?

This kind of exposure is important
for my political career.

I tried, but he has to meet
his professor.

Let's hurry!

We're back with "Women Talk"
with Prof. Arni and Dr. Salma.

Let's continue our discussion.

Do you ever feel jealous or want
to protest to your husband?

In the beginning, yes.

But as time goes by,
that feeling disappears.

I have faith in my religion and try
to be a devoted Moslem women.

Actually, we mustn't take everything
written in the Koran literally.

In the old days, there were
many widows due to war.

My point is the Koran
mustn't be used as a justification...

...for men who can't control
their sex drive.

Should your husband be elected...

...this means polygamy will be
more open in our country.

Not only entertainers will openly
admit to this practice...

...but also politicians
like your husband.

Don't you think this is a setback
for women?

It depends how you look at it.

Once again, I simply lead my life
with the Koran as my guide.

It is written in the
An-nisa (The Woman) verse:

Marry other woman that you like,
two, three, or four.

But that verse continues to say that:

If you are afraid that you cannot
treat them fairly, then only one.

Right. And has your husband
been treating you fairly?

Yes, you can say that.

How about your children? Do they
accept this? What's their opinion?

My son is completely fine with it.

It's been quite interesting
talking about the experience...

...of Doctor Salma
who lives in peace with poligamy.

Are all Indonesian women
ready for this...

...or do you agree
with Professor Arni's view?

We'll take your call
at the number shown.

Yes, hello...

Thank you. Before we let
the professor answer...

...we'll take a quick break
and we'll be right back.

What happened?
We still have plenty of time.

Aceh was just hit by a Tsunami,
we have to go live!

We'll send food and medicine.

I understand the situation out there.

I'll charter a plane.

Definitely, I'll bring my wife
and children.

What?

Ooh...yes, it's Salma and Nadim
that will go with me.

Oh...my God...

Lord have mercy...

Don't be upset for too long.

I am not upset.

I just can't understand
your way of thinking.

Let it be Nadim. It's our fate
that we have to accept.

Fate? Fate is decided by God which
mankind has no power to change.

Like choosing one's parents,
that's fate.

But you, you have a choice./
I mean it's meant to be, not fate.

What's the difference?

I always thought
you were the smartest...

...and the most independent woman
I've ever known.

Being smart and independent
has nothing to do with all this.

Well... as a doctor,
you should feel ashamed...

...to go to Aceh with Dad's
political entourage.

I really don't get it,
we're Indonesians...

...every time we want to help,
we always look for media exposure.

Everyone is lining up to go there.

Religious leaders, movie stars,
rock stars and God knows who else.

After taking some snapshots
of the disaster and themselves...

...they run back home./
Who says...

...that I will only be there
for a little while?

So? / I am going with your group
and will stay with you.

I cancelled the trip with your dad.

So why the lecture on fate?

I thought you were still upset
about my talk show appearance.

That's not important anymore.
I am ashamed just thinking about it.

So many people are suffering more
than me.

Pak Haji had a heart attack
while he was away from us.

I hope it wasn't because of
my refusal to go to Aceh with him.

Isn't Pak Haji supposed to go
to Aceh with you?

He didn't allow me to go with him,
even though I really wanted to.

I thought he was going with you.

It is so predictable looking
at a pretty young face, crying.

Pak Haji must have planned
to take her to Aceh.

Sorry ma'am, only two people
at a time.

Ok... Mom, let's go in.

As a man who doesn't want to sin...

...he must have already married
with this girl.

Ima, introduce yourself to Salma.

Ma'am, this is Ima.

Nadim, this is Ima.

Finally Dad got his wish.

All his wives are gathered together./
Yes, so you can get used to it.

Maybe they all will come
to your graduation.

I don't think that will happen.

Good morning, Ma'am.
How was Pak Haji last night?

He slept well (at the same time).

Good morning Pak Haji,
can you move your left arm for me?

Ma'am you can't bring a baby here!

I thought if it's not
in intensive care...

How can the patient rest
with all this noise?

Just give him a notebook and a pen.

So he can express his thoughts.
It'll be less frustrating.

I've prepared them already.

What were you thinking?
I left all my young children at home.

Icha, go and play
with your sister outside.

Morning Dear...

What have you got there,
so much food.

Well... yes, just some snacks
for all of us here.

We already have plenty...
Afterall we're not here to picnic.

Just give these
to the nurses here.

Go home tomorrow.
Bring equipment and nurse.

Aah... Sir, you can't go home,
not yet.

May I see?

He seems too stressed out here.

Can't we bring him along with
the nurse and the equipment?

It's possible, but it's going
to cost more.

I can pay.

No problem Doc,
cost is not an issue.

But where will he go home to?
To which house?

Our house, of course. Mom is a doctor,
so she can take better care of him.

I think it's better at my place.
Salma's house has two stories.

It'll be difficult
to climb the stairs.

Alright, why don't we ask Dad,
what he really means by 'going home'.

Perhaps he wants to go to...

Miss, what's your name again? /
Me?

I'm Ima./
Right, wants to go to her house.

Okay dad, write down where you want
to go home.

You're way out of the line.
Salma's house.

See, our house. See for yourself
if you don't believe me.

Doctor, let's talk about
the arrangements...

Today I feel like a winner, although
I realize that this is not a game.

I feel pity for him.
This feeling dominates above all.

Looking at Nadim and his dedication,
adds to my drive to care for Pak Haji.

Excuse me./
It's Ima, dear...

And I have to prepare myself
to open the door of this house...

... to anyone
who wants to visit Pak Haji.

One month has passed.

And I'm still learning to sincerely
open the door of my house...

... as weel as to unlock my heart & soul.

Daddy, we miss you!/
I got straight A's!

When will you come to our house? /
Who's this little one?

I'm Reina.

I should go in now./
Please.

Brother Nadim.

All changes are set.

Sign carefully Dad.

There's her car.
Let me do the talking.

Hey Sis, how are you? /
Hey...

I think Pak Haji is improving
very slowly.

But his doctor said
he's getting better...

...we must be patient./ We should try
an alternative treatment too.

I know this 'gifted' person
who can quickly heal him.

No need. It may contradict
with the doctor's medication.

This one doesn't use any medications.
Pak Haji will only be massaged.

I'm not sure Pak Haji would agree
to that./ Why don't we try first...

...the man is already inside.
He came a long way from the suburbs.

Why aren't you joining them?

Better not, they'll think
that I'm only interfering.

Well, that's the risk if you're brave
enough to marry someone like my father.

I heard you're an activist.

Yeah.

What is it really that made you
attracted to him?

He's different from other men.
He's forward thinking.

Really?
If he's so forward thinking...

...how come he has three wives
like this?!

I'm confused now.

I can't blame you...

...if you hate me.

You never expected this mess
to be happened, right?

Dad's paralyzed.
Everything's upside down.

But, I don't hate you.

Salma... Salma...

Dad, do you want me to call Mom?

Nadim, later when you marry...

...promise, only one wife.

I can't believe your first words
are about that.

Nadim, it's a terrible mess.
Just one.

Okay. I don't even have
a candidate yet.

Don't worry. Let's call Mom.

Pee.

Wanna go to the toilet?
I'll help you.

There's no trace of anger left
in Nadim's face.

His dad left him the most important
advice before he died.

Words that Nadim had longed
to hear from his father.

Dear... Oh dear... Why?

Who the hell is this girl?

Bringing a baby along,
how shameless.

Hey you, your baby's crying,
do something!

He does have a habit
of giving us surprises.

Perhaps for others,
but not to you anymore, right?

If you're not surprised,
neither am I.

I let Nadim fly free as a volunteer.

And be liberated from all
the absurdity of his past.

For the first time I led my life
without my son and husband.

I try to give more meaning
to my own existence.

Doc, the patient is ready
to be examined.

We'll do an ultrasound first.

Hello, don't be afraid.

Just relax.
Everything's gonna be fine.

Just relax, you'll be okay.

The baby is born!

I am not a midwife.

But I helped out during my husband's
second and first wife labor.

Eventually, I become used to it.

Mommy, please open the door.

Yes, in a moment.

All of you big sisters
can't wait to see the new baby.

Ok, go ahead, go!

Who would've thought that uncle
who always showed off...

...pictures of him with movie stars
to my fellow villagers...

... who promised to put me
in a beauty school in Jakarta.

Was only a driver
in a film production company.

Even the car he drove to pick me up
in the village...

... was borrowed from the film company.

Let me help./
It's okay, I'll manage.

We have to walk down the alley a bit./
It's okay.

Morning, Ma'am.

What are you doing so early
in the morning all alone?

That's exactly the attitude
of most people in Jakarta.

We want to be nice, but they're just
too paranoid. Not like in our village.

Don't worry about it, Pak Lik.

That's why you gotta be careful
when you make friends in school.

But in the beauty school, most of
the students are women, right?

Who says so? There are lots of men
learning make up.

Most of them are faggots.

They may not be real faggots,
you know, they just pretend to be.

That's why you have to be careful.

I'm sure our hubby
won't pick the wrong girl.

Are you sure?

Here we are, come in.

Come in, come in...

Sri, Dwi!/
How are you honey?

Help her settle first./
Aaah... Come on in.

Auntie.

Auntie.

See, I think I'm right.

This house has only two bedrooms.

One for Pak Lik and the wife
that's on duty to serve him.

And this one's for the other wife
and all the kids.

Sister Siti.

Aren't you asleep?
Did I wake you?

Are you staying with us forever?

Not sure. I don't know anybody
in this city, except your dad.

Why don't I call you mom?

Cause I'm not your mother.

Mommy Dwi is not my mom,
but I call her mom.

Well, just call me big sister.

Shh! What's with all the noise?
You'll wake the other kids.

Dwi, wake up.
He wants to be with you tonight.

It's been only a week...

... but I realize that Auntie Dwi
is a bit reluctant when its her turn.

Auntie Sri is the opposite...

...she's always ready
and seems to love it.

Auntie, get some rest.
I can rock her to sleep.

Naah... She's used to me.

Especially when her mom's on duty.

Now that I'm here, we can take turns.

He made the right choice.
You're a really nice girl.

It's okay, I'm not sleepy anyway.

How can Auntie Dwi stay cool...

...hearing sounds of another woman's
lust for her husband.

This is the first time
I hear such weird noises.

I want to pretend that I don 't hear
anything, but I can 't.

Meanwhile, during the day,
I take my beauty course.

But it only lasted three months.
I don 't have my certificate yet.

After that, both wives got pregnant.

I have to do all the chores,
also do the neighbor's laundry.

No bad though for my pocket money.

Cakes, left over
from today's shooting.

You brought this? / Yeah.

When is this little hero of mine due? /
How do you know it's a boy?

What if it's a girl again?

It's a different shape now,
rounder, must be a boy.

Ha...ha... Both ways honey,
side ways and back ways.

What other considerations?
All the required dues are paid.

All wives have agreed.
I've been very open.

Huh, she just doesn't get it.
Not just a production driver like me...

...even the big name director
has several wives.

Spit it out, Ti.
There are now only the three of us.

You've been very good to me.
I don't want to be an intruder.

You're really gullible,
from the first day you arrived...

...we already knew
that eventually he'll marry you.

I didn't know that.

Besides, I'm clueless. I don't know
anything about men or love.

In time you'll understand.

By the way, this whole thing
has nothing to do with love.

Hush,
don't think too much about love.

Now we'll treat you as one of us.
No need to call us auntie anymore.

But I want to continue my course
and get a job.

Later, after we give birth,
you can continue.

Hopefully you don't get pregnant
right away and he'll let you work.

I wed my cousin Siti to you,
with two grams of gold as a dowry.

I accept the marriage.

May Allah bless this wedding. (crowd)

Tonight is the scariest night
of my life.

All frightening thoughts
are mixed together.

Guilt and disgust just by looking
at his expression.

I avoid the bed... But

I found out that a bed
is not always necessary for sex.

Honey! Dwi's water broke!/
In a moment!

Hurry, hurry. She can 't hold
the baby any longer.

I'll fetch the midwive.

Breathe, breathe deeper./
How can I breathe...

...the head is almost out!

Go and get a big basin of hot water.
Let's just do it ourselves.

Hurry! I often seen how people
deliver babies in my village.

This house gets more crowded...

...after sister Dwi and Siti
both gave birth.

From now on, big girls sleep here./
Cool! We can watch TV all night.

No way! It's school night.
TV only until nine o'clock.

Now you're a bore
since you became our new mom!

Right, now that I'm your mom too,
you have to follow my orders.

How come Siti doesn't make any noise?

She's still a virgin, still shy...

Well, it's been awhile,
she supposed to enjoy it by now.

She's different.

She's not like you!

Hush... hush...

Why did you leave him? /
He sleeps right away.

I can't sleep./ Well then,
come and chat with us.

Sister Sri, why don't you sleep
in the next room.

It's too crowded here./
But your turn is not up yet.

That's okay.

Why don't you go,
the bed is bigger over there.

How was he?

Okay... I guess./
And you, how do you feel?

Let's change the topic.
I'm embarrassed.

It's only me, no need to be shy./
I'm sleepy.

All right, come closer then.

In fact, it's more comforting to sleep
in this tiny room with sister Dwi.

And it's easy not to be bothered
by the noises...

... of sister Sri and him
are making love.

They even seem comical to me.

Where are you going?

I'll sleep in the next room./
Stay here... With Dwi.

Come on, get in and lock the door.

My God, what have I done.

I shouldn't have accepted their offer.

But beyond sister Dwi's cool manner...

...she seems to have a hypnotizing
power over me.

When sister Dwi's is in the next room,
not with me, I become restless.

Jealous, I might be jealous.

Can't sleep?

Yes, for several days.
I haven't been able to sleep.

Is it because I'm not in the room
with you?

How can that be the reason?

So it isn't possible
you miss sleeping with me?

I'm not sure. It feels weird.

All of us living in one roof
is already weird./ Exactly.

The three of us and uncle.

But this feeling is more than weird.

I really care for you.

You also care for sister Sri, right?

It's different,
with you it's not the same.

I can't stand it when you're with him.

You can join us again next time.

That's not the right solution.

Alright then...

...we have to find a place
just for us.

I've never felt so much joy in my life.

No matter how many chores
and laundry I have to do.

I cherish my days
because of sister Dwi.

Every chance we got...

... we'd sneak into the bathroom,
our place of salvation.

Where we release all emotions
that have been repressed.