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[ominous music]

BASED ON TRUE STORY BY NOVITA INDRIANI A HOMEWRECKER'S WITCHCRAFT: SABDO PANDITO

PODCAST RJL 5 WITH OVER 4 MILLION VIEWS

WRITTEN BY UPI

THE PROPHET SAID HE DOES NOT CONSIDER A HOMEWRECKER TO BE PART OF HIS UMMAH

DECEMBER 2001

[Dwi chuckling]

[bright music]

Hey, move back a bit. You're too close to the TV.

- [Dwi giggling] - Brother.

[Dwi groans]

[metal gate squeaks]

Dad's home.

[groans]

- Dad! - [exclaims] My boy.

Easy, there. You've grown up.

- Hi, Dad. - Hi.

How are you, sweetie?

- Come in, Dad. - After you.

- [woman 1] Hi. - [woman 2] Hello.

[customer] Can I still get a haircut from the owner?

[woman] Please wait.

Ma'am, a walk-in customer

asked for you to do their hair.

Do you want to take it?

[hair dryer whirring]

Okay.

Please have a seat.

- Thank you. - You're welcome.

[gentle music]

Not too smooth, or it'll turn into a herbal drink.

[Edi chuckles]

[Edi] Tamarind water?

Pour tamarind water to get rid of the fishy smell.

Then, season with salt.

Why do you like to cook Tilapia fish with yellow sauce, Dad?

It's my favorite dish.

Your grandpa used to make this for me.

Now I'm teaching you, so you could make it for me one day.

[chuckles]

Once I'm older, I promise

I'll be the one cooking this for you.

You promise?

Promise.

[Vita chuckles]

[sighs in relief]

If Mom's late, let's go ahead and eat.

Just wait. She'll be home soon.

[door clicks open]

- [Edi groans] - Peace be upon you.

And upon you peace.

Sorry I'm back so late.

The salon was so busy, and I couldn't say no.

What's for dinner?

Dwi! Come eat.

Hi, dear. Hey. Come on.

Brush your hair after showering.

Hey, hey…

Did you wash your hands?

I did!

- [Edi] When? - [Dwi] During the shower.

Tell him off, Dad.

You want to get tapeworms?

[Edi] What football player has tapeworms?

[Dwi] There is.

[Edi] Who?

- [Dwi] I'm sure there is. - [Edi] Who? Don't make things up.

[Dwi] There has to be.

[music concludes]

I think the kids are upset with me.

To be honest, I don't mind

being a housewife,

look after the kids

and my husband.

[Edi sighs]

Aw, my dear.

Hey.

You're working hard for our family and the kids.

Leave it to me. I'll talk to them.

Don't stress.

And if they still don't get it,

we'll just leave them to the neighbors to raise.

[sighs]

[chuckles]

By the way,

are you tired?

- Why? - Just look at me.

[gentle music]

[scoffs]

[chuckles] I bet you are.

[sighs] All right. Not my day.

[Edi groans]

Good boy.

Dwi, if you lose, don't get whiny.

Work harder next time.

Remember, failures are…?

Lessons.

Good boy. Come on. Grab your ball.

Why do I have to take Dwi to practice now?

That's your job, Dad.

- [Edi chuckles] - I can't stand the heat there.

[scoffs] Don't be like that, dear.

We split the chores.

I clean the house, you watch your little brother.

Okay?

Hmm? Come on.

Okay?

Good.

Why does Mom keep working on Sundays now?

Housework should be a mom's job.

Most other moms stay at home.

That's not how it works, sweetie.

She works hard for you.

Okay?

It's a good thing she can provide.

[gentle music]

[sighs, chuckles]

Bye, Dad.

Hey, Dwi. Aren't you gonna hug me? Come here.

Take care.

- Keep him safe. - I know. Bye, Dad.

Can you even play football?

Of course.

Bye, Dad.

Bye!

Working on a Sunday? Is your husband okay with it?

Actually, it was his idea.

Since he's off on Sundays,

it's my turn to go to the salon.

He sure knows how to keep his wife happy.

It's getting long.

[Mr. Buhan] Mrs. Jum.

Mr. Burhan.

Here to pick up your wife? She'll be ready soon.

No rush. As long as my wife walks out looking beautiful.

Dear, please. It's embarrassing.

Your salon's getting popular.

Even with so many others out there, my wife keeps coming back here.

Finding the right salon is like finding the right partner.

Speaking of partners… You're lucky Mr. Edi is so supportive.

Not all men would let their wives work.

Ma'am, you're also lucky to be with Mr. Burhan.

Not everyone's that fortunate, like us.

[scoffs] Right.

Sir, ma'am,

I wish you both a happy marriage, till death do you part.

Amen.

But be prepared, I'll be the death.

[bright music]

[Mrs. Burhan chuckles]

[May] I'm sorry. Just kidding.

[crowd cheering, clapping]

[exclaiming]

[whistle blows]

- Dwi! - [boy 1] Are you hurt?

Come here.

My stomach hurts. I need to go home.

Don't go anywhere until I'm back.

- [whistle blows] - Okay.

- Peace be upon you… - [groans]

[faint moaning]

- [tense music] - [groaning]

[moaning grows louder]

Dad?

[tense music intensifies]

[music intensifies]

[Edi] Vita?

[chuckles]

- Dear, wait. Hey… - [sniffles]

Hey.

- Whatever you saw back there… - No.

- Don't let your mother know. - No!

You hear me?

[huffs]

Listen to me!

- [slaps] - [gasps]

You better keep it from her.

[quiet sobs]

FEBRUARY 2002

Will you be away for long?

Dwi.

I have work in Palangkaraya.

It's just for a week, I promise.

Promise me you'll be good at home. Keep working hard.

- [chuckles] - [sinister music]

Take care.

I'm off. You take care too.

[engine starts]

[Dwi] Bye.

Let's go, sir.

- I'll take the kangkung. - [vendor] Right away, ma'am.

- And a kilo of eggs. - Okay.

I want some tomatoes and the freshest squash you have.

Yes, ma'am.

- Hi, Dwi. Going to football practice? - Yes.

Keep up the hard work.

Make our village proud this year.

- Of course. - If you'll excuse us.

Vita.

I haven't seen your dad in a while.

He left last week.

Excuse me.

[indistinct]

Well done, Vita. You made the top 10 in class.

Naturally, you're moving up to third grade.

- Thank you, sir. - You're welcome.

[somber music]

Here comes the wave! Run!

[yelling, laughing]

Vita! Dwi!

Wow.

- The food is ready. - [both exclaim]

And I've got a cake for Dwi.

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

♪ Happy birthday, happy birthday ♪

- ♪ Happy birthday to you ♪ - ♪ Happy birthday, Dwi, my dear ♪

- Make a wish. - [cheers]

I wish to be an amazing football player!

- Amen. - Amen. Blow it.

[cheering]

I've got another present for you.

- Is this a robot? - Wow!

Happy birthday, dear.

[smooches]

[giggling]

- [Jum] Dear. - [Dwi] What…

What fish hates being alone?

Extrovert trout?

- Wrong. - What is it?

The gourami fish.

- Lame. - Go take a shower.

Wash your hair and scrub your body to get the sand off.

Okay, I'll shower first.

Yeah.

Mrs. Jum.

Out traveling?

Yeah, took the kids on a holiday.

Oh.

By the way, I haven't seen Mr. Edi in a while.

We used to watch football together.

He's out of town for work.

At Palangkaraya?

Yes.

He's still not back, huh?

He should be home next week.

It's been ages since I've seen him.

When he gets back, I'll tell him to drop by your place.

Excuse me.

Why are we going to the salon?

I forgot to ask Mom for oil money.

You want to starve today?

No! A football player needs proper nutrition.

[scoffs] You talk big for a village boy.

That's what Dad taught me.

- Mom! - [Jumiati] Hey, why are you here?

Vita wanted some money.

[sinister music]

- [Rini] Thank you, miss. - [Jumiati] You're welcome. Come back soon.

[tense music]

Let's go inside.

[moaning]

[Edi] Vita?

You better keep it from her.

- [tense music] - [inaudible]

[thud]

[gasps]

[tense music]

Mom?

[faint moaning]

- Mom? - [dramatic flourish]

Mom.

Mom.

Mom.

Mom.

Mom.

[eerie music]

Mom!

Mom!

[Jumiati] Vita.

Help me, Vita.

[tense music]

[shrieks]

[wailing] Mom!

No!

[screaming] Help!

Help!

Dad!

[Vita wailing]

Dad!

- [panting] - [music concludes]

[somber music]

Peace be upon you.

Congrats on the engagement.

I hope everything goes well.

- Thank you, Mrs. Jum. - Thank you, Mrs. Jum.

I'm sorry Edi couldn't make it. He's still out of town.

- Oh. - Hmm…

At Palangkaraya?

Yes.

[whispering] He's still there?

Did he go somewhere?

[woman] I wonder.

- [sighs] - What's the matter?

Uh…

To be honest,

the neighbors and I had suspected something for a while.

We figured Mr. Edi hadn't been around

because you two had split up.

We thought maybe you were too ashamed to talk about it.

So, we chose not to bring it up anymore.

Um…

I still remember.

Last year, didn't Mr. Edi

leave in February?

It's August 2003 now.

That means he's been away for one and a half years.

[sinister music]

[Jumiati sighs]

It can't be.

[Jumiati] He left last week.

AUGUST 2003

[tense music]

How could we not notice?

So… where is he now?

Dwi.

Stay at Ms. Rahma's place for a while.

Go play with Adi.

Vita and I need to go to Dad's office.

- I'll come back to get you. - Okay.

Vita, let's go.

[Edi] Dwi!

[Dwi] Dad!

[chuckles]

[Dwi] Where have you been?

[Edi] I was working. You're getting better at football.

- Of course. - Good boy.

[grunts] My superstar.

- Dwi. Eat the veggies. - [Dwi groans]

It'll make you strong. Athletes can't be weak.

When I grow up, I want to be a football star,

like Ronaldo from Brazil.

But you'll have to shave your head. [Chuckles]

[exhales]

Seconds, Dad?

If you get good grades, I'll get you a Ronaldo jersey.

[Dwi] Yes!

[Edi] Ronaldo Raja Hasibuan's jersey.

[Dwi] No, thanks.

[chuckling] Why not?

[irritated sigh]

Where were you all this time?

You're only back now?

What do you mean?

I didn't go anywhere.

You've been gone for one and a half years.

And now you show up as if nothing's wrong.

How could you forget all of us?

Edi.

Look at me.

What happened to you?

What are you saying?

You're not making any sense.

You didn't come home for a year and a half, Edi!

Tell me what happened!

[tense music]

Nothing happened.

What do you mean?

[slowly, yelling] Nothing means nothing!

Understand?

What are you looking for?

Where are the house and land certificates?

I need them to get my business going.

What business?

I didn't know you had one.

Hey.

My parents left this land for me.

You have no right to take it!

[tense music]

Oh, please.

Tell me where it is.

- [grunts] Where is it! - [groans]

I'm not giving it to you until you tell me where you were!

Fine.

Dad. Where are you going now?

Mom, where is he going?

Maybe if you'd been around more, Dad wouldn't have ended up like this.

You put the salon above your own family.

[sinister music]

MINISTRY OF HOME AFFAIRS

Dad. Dad.

I brought your favorite dish for lunch.

Tilapia fish with yellow sauce.

I made it this morning.

[somber music]

Mr. Edi left again?

[sighs] I think you should look into why he left.

He disappeared for so long and forgot his family.

But neither you nor Vita seem to be missing him.

Something's off here.

I know an Ustad.

His name is Ahmad.

Perhaps he can help you.

[Vita, Dwi] Peace be upon you.

[in unison] And upon you peace.

Vita.

Come with me.

I'm going to see an Ustad.

Okay.

[knocking]

Peace be upon you.

Peace be upon you, Ustad.

[Ustad] And upon you peace.

The truth is, your husband didn't disappear.

He went home to someone else.

Someone who looks like you.

What do you mean?

It's from a book I read.

La ilaha ill all ah.

It seems that someone cast a spell on your husband.

Sabda Pandita Ratu.

By the woman he's staying with.

[ominous music]

[Ustad] Sabda Pandita Ratu has existed since ancient times.

It's a powerful spell.

During colonial times,

many leaders used it to conquer their enemies.

But nowadays, that spell has been twisted

and used with malicious intent.

You must meditate for three days and three nights,

without food,

without water,

and in absolute silence.

[ominous music]

[snake hissing]

[Shaman] Should any dangerous or venomous creatures approach,

you have to remain calm

and show no fear.

[ominous music intensifies]

[Shaman] Now,

your wish is about to come true.

The man you desire will love you.

He will obey,

submit,

and be entirely yours.

That woman is obsessed with your husband.

So, she blinded his eyes and sealed his heart.

[sighs]

[sighs]

[Ustad] She turned your family into strangers in his eyes.

She made herself look like you in front of him.

[groans]

[groans]

[ominous music]

[groans]

[Ustad] When your husband is with her,

he believes he's with you.

What should we do, Ustad?

Is there a way to break the spell?

Hasbunallah wa ni'mal wakil

ni'mal maula wa ni'man Nasir.

Allah is sufficient for us.

He is the Best Disposer of affairs.

Allah is sufficient for us.

Excellent is the Protector and Helper.

There is no God but Allah.

[Jumiati] Allahuakbar.

[Ustad] Do the tahajjud prayer, dhikr,

seek repentance from Allah.

Turn to Allah, the Almighty.

[Jumiati] Assalamualaikum.

[cracking]

It's unusually hot today, isn't it?

Really? I turned the fan your way.

[sighs]

Mrs. Jum.

- Yes? - Are you feeling sick?

No. I'm fine.

The salon has been empty lately, huh?

Yeah, business has been slow these past few weeks.

[Jumiati sighs]

Jum.

Your nose is bleeding!

[tense music]

[gasps, shrieks]

Ma'am. Are you okay?

[woman] I saw a scorpion.

I'll clean it up.

With all due respect, ma'am,

but I've noticed you've been looking unwell lately.

The rest of us are starting to think

there's something strange happening in our salon.

Something strange? What do you mean?

Barely anyone is coming to the salon.

It's like we're under a…

[indistinct]

[indistinct]

What?

It's been bothering me for a while.

There's always red soil in front of our salon.

Every time I clean it up, it comes back.

So, I got curious and learned

that there's a ritual to bring down someone's business

by throwing cemetery soil

at the business's doorstep.

I think someone envied our salon's success.

[tense music]

Indeed.

This is cemetery soil.

People with ill intention often use it

with witchcraft

to ruin someone's business.

Vita. Where's Mom?

She keeps coming home late.

Is the salon even open this late?

[sighs]

[Ustad] Allah the Omniscient.

But…

I have a feeling

this cemetery soil isn't from a competitor.

[Ustad] But your husband.

Edi!

Edi.

Edi, stop!

Edi, I know what you did!

Edi!

[sinister music]

- Good morning. - Morning.

I'd like to see Mr. Edi Hasibuan.

He's out for a meeting.

Then I'd like to meet with his boss. It's important.

Okay, I'll take you there.

- This way. - [boss] Your name is Jumiati?

Yes. I'm Edi Hasibuan's wife.

I came today

because he hasn't come home in ages.

He no longer provides for me and the children.

He…

Is having an affair.

As far as I know, civil servants who commit adultery

are subject to severe penalties.

But the document states

that Jumiati, Mr. Edi's first wife,

passed away two years ago.

MINISTRY OF HOME AFFAIRS

He remarried a year ago.

His new wife's name is Rini Hartati.

CERTIFICATE OF MARRIAGE

I'm still alive, sir.

I'm not dead.

And to this very moment,

I'm still Edi Hasibuan's legal wife.

Mom, what's wrong?

Edi!

Why are you here?

How could you say I died two years ago?

How could you betray me

just to marry that woman?

Rini, right?

Have you lost your mind?

She's completely blinded you.

Edi! Wait… Hey!

[sighs]

I've been breaking my back working for this family,

even leaving the kids behind,

to the point they thought I didn't love them.

But I did it because you didn't provide for me.

Now I see who's been enjoying your money.

Get lost!

[grunts]

I just don't understand.

You're already with her, but you still tried to ruin my business?

Why?

That's how I feed your children!

Shut up!

Get out of my sight. I don't want to see you all ever again.

[tense music]

Do you like it?

I love it. Looks great.

My husband just got back.

[woman exhales]

- So pretty. - Thank you.

[ominous music]

[Kanjeng Ratu] Who summoned me?

[Shaman] His name is Edi, Kanjeng Ratu.

He needs your help.

[Kanjeng Ratu] What is your desire?

I want my wife's wealth and house.

As well as riches

and a powerful position at my workplace.

[Kanjeng Ratu cackles]

I can grant it all for you.

But you must sacrifice the life of someone dear to you.

Do you have what it takes to go that far?

I do.

[Kanjeng Ratu cackles]

[tense music]

Dear.

Careful, it's hot.

You did the right thing.

They were just parasites in your life.

They're not your family anymore.

All they did was drag you down.

Trust me, dear.

From here on out, our lives will change for the better.

You'll get promoted,

and everyone in the office will look up to you.

[chuckling]

Together, we'll have it all.

And you'll live happily ever after with me.

[chuckles]

[smooches]

Okay, dear?

[gasps]

Vita, have you seen my jersey?

I don't know. Stop asking and start looking.

[sighs] I've been looking for it since last week.

I can't find it.

Don't ask me.

Check the back. Might have slipped in there.

[ominous music]

- Vita. - Yeah?

Do you smell something rotten?

No.

[gasps]

[tense music]

Vita!

What's wrong?

[gasps] Mom. Mom!

Mom!

Mom! What's wrong?

Mom! Mom!

Mom!

[panting]

Mom! Mom!

Even though my husband remarried,

why am I still being tormented?

I'm concerned for my family's safety.

[tense music]

Memorize this prayer.

[Ustad] After Maghrib…

NIGHT ONE

…pour a mixture of rice water and coarse salt around your house

while reciting the prayer I gave you.

Do tahajjud prayer…

NIGHT TWO

…then recite the prayer.

Do this consistently for 40 days.

Assalamualaikum warahmatullah.

- Assalamualaikum warahmatullah. - Assalamualaikum warahmatullah.

[thuds]

Mom, what was that?

[whines] I'm scared!

- [Jumiati] Shush. - [clacking]

Vita, recite the prayer.

In the name of God, the Most Gracious, the Most Merciful.

[reciting prayer in Arabic]

- [thudding] - [gasps]

[tense music]

- [praying in Arabic] - [loud thuds]

[tense music stops]

NIGHT SEVEN

Mom, why is it so hot in here?

I'll open the door to let some air in.

Yes, Mom.

[sinister music]

[Ustad] If you see any animal at your doorstep,

throw salt at it.

Vita, grab the salt.

Hurry!

Stay inside.

[yelling] Vita, hurry!

[tense music]

[panting]

- What was that? - I don't know.

[panting]

[coughs]

[coughing]

NIGHT THIRTEEN

[retching]

[whimpering]

[tense music]

Allahuakbar.

Allahuakbar.

NIGHT 30

[mumbling prayer]

[thuds]

[ominous music]

Vita!

Astaghfirullah Al Azeem.

- My stomach hurts. - What's wrong, Mom?

It hurts!

What happened?

My insides feels like it's churning. Recite the prayer!

In God's name.

[reciting prayer in Arabic]

Sister! What happened?

Go back to your room!

- Sister… - Go!

[reciting prayer in Arabic]

[groaning]

Mom! Where are you going? Mom!

[groaning]

Vita, keep praying!

In God's name.

- [reciting prayer in Arabic] - [groaning]

- [Jumiati groans] - [reciting prayer in Arabic]

[panting]

Mom.

Mom!

Mom!

[panting]

What now, Ustad? My mom's in bad shape.

NIGHT 40

She couldn't move or talk.

Help her, Ustad.

God willing.

Take your mom to your room.

With Allah's blessing,

I'll cleanse this house.

Yes, Ustad.

[reciting Shahada]

Dwi, look after Mom.

[somber music]

[reciting prayer in Arabic]

I seek refuge in Allah from the outcast Shaitan.

[reciting prayer in Arabic]

Allahuakbar.

[tense music]

What is that?

Astaghfirullah Al Azeem.

Inna Lillahi wa inna ilaihi raji'un.

[mumbling prayer in Arabic]

Astaghfirullah Al Azeem.

- Astaghfirullah Al Azeem. - Astaghfirullah Al Azeem.

This voodoo is aimed to hurt your mother.

[Ustad] Let it go. Forgive him.

Leave the grudge behind.

Cleanse your heart and move forward.

[reciting verse in Arabic]

It is Allah's will to bring you ease.

How?

Let go.

[Ustad] La ilaha ill all ah.

[Ustad mumbles] La ilaha ill all ah.

La ilaha ill all ah.

La ilaha ill all ah.

[somber music]

[teacher] Vita. Come forward, please.

Sorry, but you can't join the exam.

You haven't paid your school fees.

I told you,

if you don't pay by tomorrow,

you won't be able to take the exam. Okay?

[somber music]

I've reached a point where I can no longer

keep the salon open.

[sighs]

I can't pay your wages anymore.

So, I have to close it temporarily.

I'm sorry.

[May] It's okay.

We understand.

Be honest with us. Who did this to you?

Unforgivable.

Vita.

- [Hartono] So, your ex-wife lied? - [Edi] Yes, sir.

Glad it's all sorted out.

Congrats on the promotion.

[Edi] Thank you.

- See you tomorrow. - Yeah.

[tense music]

Why are you following me?

I need money for school.

Mom can't afford it because you ruined her business.

Go away.

No.

A dad's job is to support his children.

You're no child of mine.

Filthy mutt!

[ominous music]

The usual, please.

- [Rini] Thanks, Ms. Endah. - [Endah] You're welcome.

My dad built this salon for you?

Why are you here, Vita?

Do you need money? Go ask your dad.

- What have you done to my family? - Take it easy, Vita.

I'm your mother as well.

Don't be so harsh with me.

I love your father with my whole heart

and mean no harm.

I've never hurt your family.

You're doing fine, aren't you?

Oh, and how's your mother? Is she doing okay?

Still alive?

Screw you!

[yelps]

- [screaming] - Screw you!

Vita!

[horn honks]

[whines]

Rini? Rini!

- Dear. - Are you okay?

Where does it hurt?

Talk to me, dear.

Your kid.

She doesn't want us to be happy.

Get lost!

You devil!

Filthy mutt! Get lost!

[somber music]

If you want to cut me off, fine.

But you won't die peacefully until you beg for my forgiveness.

Dear. My leg hurts.

Okay, let's get you treated.

- Please, help her up. - [murmurs]

[sighs]

Where have you been?

[sniffs]

What happened?

[sniffling]

[somber music]

I'm sorry, Mom.

Don't go after your dad anymore.

We can live without him.

We can start a new life.

Let it go.

- [sobbing] - Let it go.

[somber music fades]

I'll weigh it first.

[indistinct chattering]

[indistinct chattering]

[indistinct chattering]

[tense music]

[Rini] You have the black goat?

Yes, in the back. I've prepared it for you.

Thanks.

So, Vita got her stalking habits from her mom?

Don't ever bring up my child.

You should take a look at yourself. You're the one who's been stalking me,

pretending to be my customer.

If you want my husband,

go ahead, he's all yours.

But tell him to divorce me.

And stay away from my family.

It's too late.

- What? - Here it is, miss.

Thank you.

[Rini cooing] Come on.

Follow me.

- [goat bleats] - Come with your sister.

- [Rini] Come on, cutie. - [goat bleats]

[Rini] We're going home.

[whispers] Vita…

[whispers] Vita…

[ominous music]

[buzzing]

[gasps]

[creacking]

[screams]

One, two, three, four,

five, six, seven, eight.

Vita, don't slack off.

Andi, count.

-One, two, three, -Vita.

- Four, five, six… - Vita.

Vita!

[panting]

- It's hot! - Vita!

- Hot! - [murmuring] Vita!

- Vita! Are you okay? - [clamoring]

[clamoring, screaming]

[screaming] It burns!

Ustad!

- Peace be upon you. - And upon you peace.

Ustad, please help Vita. Let's go, now!

Vita?

[screaming] It burns! Help!

- Istighfar, Vita! - It burns, Mom!

- Vita! - Vita!

[thuds]

Ma'am.

Bathe her with salt.

[panting] Okay.

Hot! It burns!

- Vita! - Vita!

- [panting] - [Ustad] Astaghfirullah Al Azeem.

Rub it all over her.

[whispering prayers]

[Ustad] Ma'am.

Remember, all we can do is try our best.

And nothing beats a mother's prayer.

You have to stay strong.

[panting]

[crowd reciting prayer in Arabic]

[dry heaving]

Vita, what happened? Vita!

Vita, say istighfar!

[ominous music]

Vita! Ustad! Astaghfirullah Al Azeem.

- Vita, astaghfirullah Al Azeem. - [Vita shrieking]

- [prayers grow louder] - Astaghfirullah Al Azeem.

- Astaghfirullah Al Azeem. - [bones cracking]

[eerie whispers] Vita.

Vita.

Time to come home, Vita.

[ominous music]

Come here, Vita.

[Shaman] Every night of Kliwon,

you must behead a black goat

as an offering to the devil

that will help you kill your family.

- [eerie laughter] - [people praying]

Vita. Vita.

- Astaghfirullah. Vita! - [chuckling]

Vita!

[eerie whispers] Vita, come here.

[tense music]

Astaghfirullah.

- [gasps] - [chuckling]

[eerie laughter]

[crowd murmuring]

[Ustad reciting prayer in Arabic]

[eerie laughter]

[Ustad reciting prayer in Arabic]

I seek refuge in Allah from the outcast Shaitan.

In the name of God, the Most Gracious, the Most Merciful.

Praise be to Allah, the Lord of the worlds.

The Beneficent, the Merciful. Master of the Day of Judgment.

[Rini whispering]

[people praying] It is You we worship. It is You we ask for help.

Guide us to the straight path.

[Jumiati] Vita, snap out of it!

Remember Allah.

- [eerie chuckles] - In God's name.

[tense music continues]

[Rini chanting]

[Jumiati] Vita, snap out of it!

- You must come with me. - [screaming]

[gasps]

- Oh my God. - [murmuring]

[Vita cackles]

[crowd reciting Ayatul Kursi]

[cackling]

[Rini chanting]

- [crowd reciting Ayatul Kursi] - [cackling]

[voice trembling in prayer]

[Ustad] Allahuakbar!

- [crowd praying in Arabic] - [coughs]

Allahuakbar.

Allahuakbar. Allahuakbar.

- [gasping] - Allahuakbar.

[Rini whispering]

Allahuakbar.

[Ustad coughs]

- [Jumiati] Vita, wake up! - [shrieks]

[music concludes]

[Jum] La ilaha ill all ah.

La ilaha ill all ah.

La ilaha ill all ah.

[gasps]

[murmuring]

- Mom! - Astaghfirullah! Oh my God!

- Mom! - Oh my God!

- [sobbing] - Mom!

[somber music]

Honey! Oh my god… [sobbing]

What is going on with our family, Ustad?

It seems your husband

made a pact with the devil.

[Ustad] La ilaha ill all ah.

By Allah's will,

they can't finish what they started.

And they'll reap

what they've sown.

[Ustad] There is no god but Allah.

He has no partner.

All sovereignty and all praise belongs to Him.

He is over all things All-Powerful.

La ilaha ill all ah.

[solemn music]

[Edi sighs]

[huffs]

Huh?

[grunts]

Power's out?

Hey! Are the lights out?

[sighs]

[ominous music]

Where's the sacrifice you promised me?

[whines, screams]

[panting]

- Where are you? - [men, women] Mr. Edi?

Come out!

- [Edi gasps] - Mr. Edi? What's wrong, sir?

- [screams] - Where's the sacrifice you promised me?

[gasps] I couldn't keep my promise.

Please don't hurt me. Please don't hurt me.

[wicked laughter]

[panicked shrieks]

- [women, men] Mr. Edi! - [woman] Go help him!

[tense sinister music]

- [screaming] - What's wrong?

[gasping, screaming]

- [woman] Ms. Rini! - Miss!

Miss!

[screams]

[yelps]

Miss!

[screams]

[panting] Help!

[cackling]

Help!

[wicked laughter]

[screams]

Oh my God! Mr. Edi!

TEN YEARS LATER

Me, Ms. Vita!

[gentle music]

Anybody know how cats sound?

- [child 1] Me! - Meow!

[singing]

Yay!

[customer murmurs]

- Mom. - Hi, Dwi.

Please wait.

Mom, I've got a match today. Wish me luck.

Today? Did you eat?

- Yes. Yeah. - And the vitamins?

- Yes. - Good luck, dear.

And stay safe. God willing, you got this.

- Amen. - Good luck, Dwi.

- Here, take this. - [Jumiati] What is this?

It'll cheer him up.

Goal, goal, goal!

[Dwi] Thank you, Aunty.

- [May] You're welcome. - Good luck, dear.

[smooches]

- Thanks, Mom. - Take care.

Bye, Mom.

Where did you get that money?

Your wallet.

Why the hell did you take my money?

Calm down. We have customers.

How can I be calm, huh? You're asking for it.

Thank you. Take care.

Thank you, Ms. Vita.

[hums]

No problem. See you tomorrow.

See you.

[tender music]

I'm going home, Vita.

Take care, Laras.

[solemn music]

KINDERGARTEN TEACHER

ADDRESS: SUKAMAJU VILLAGE, NUMBER 12. BOGOR REGENCY, WEST JAVA

[sinister music]

Peace be upon you.

Peace be upon you.

Peace be upon you.

[knocks]

[door creacking]

Peace be upon you.

[somber music]

[creacking]

Dad.

Dad?

It's me, Vita.

Your daughter.

How are you?

I brought Tilapia fish with yellow sauce for you.

[gasps]

I kept my promise, didn't I?

Didn't I?

[whimpers]

Vita.

[huffs]

[sobs] Yes.

It's me.

[hitched breaths]

[somber music]

[Edi] It's my favorite dish.

Your grandpa used to make this for me.

Now I'm teaching you, so you could make it for me one day.

Once I'm older, I promise

I'll be the one cooking this for you.

[Edi] You promise?

[Vita] Promise.

[sniffles]

[music intensifies]

[sobbing]

[mutters]

[Vita sobbing]

[somber music]

Please take care of my dad.

I'm Vita Indriani. After I went to see Dad

and saw the horrible condition that he was in,

I started to make peace with my past.

When the movie was being made, Rini told me

that Dad's condition was getting worse, and I went back to see Dad again.

I whispered to him, saying that I'm letting him go.

And that I have forgiven him.

Your grandpa used to make this for me.

A few days later,

on February 12, 2025,

Rini told me that Dad passed away.

Innaa lillaahi wa innaa ilaihi raaji'uun.

Dad passed away peacefully.

I hope that no one will go through what my family and I experienced.

Dad is kind.

He's affectionate with his family, with his children.

He cares about his children.

When I entered the room, it turned out that

Dad was being intimate with another woman in Mom's bedroom.

"Don't tell Mom what you saw."

You better keep it from her.

Dad came home on August 2003.

We didn't notice. However, people around us did.

That means he's been away for one and a half years.

The deal was made. They sacrificed Cemani chicken.

[sinister music]

Mom saw a ball of fire.

People call it banaspati.

On the seventh night, there were scorpions in front of the door.

Mom threw up blood again, but if you pulled it, it was hair.

"Your husband did come home. But not to you.

To someone who looks like you."

The truth is, your husband didn't disappear.

He went home to someone else.

Dad was caught red-handed throwing cemetery soil

at Mom's business's doorstep.

Mom couldn't get up. She couldn't do anything.

She could only lie down and blink. I called Ustad to come.

A piece of square cotton fabric.

When he opened it, there were nails, sharp objects, broken glasses.

The kuntilanak passed by. Her face was bloody.

Her eyes were right here. I saw it.

I skipped school. I followed Dad when he got off work.

I kept following him, and when I was sure that it was him,

I approached him and I asked for money for my exam.

Dad got mad. He said, "Why are you asking me for money?

You're no child of mine. Filthy mutt!"

Filthy mutt!

I kept screaming that it was hot. Mom ran to the bathroom with Ustad.

"What happened?" I told her that it was really hot.

I could only scream that it was hot.

It wasn't until the salt was rubbed all over me that I felt cooled.

I heard a distant whisper.

"Vita, wake up."

Vita, wake up!

When I came to, I was stiff as a board, lying there.

I was wrapped in shroud, and my eyes opened.

[somber music]