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"Even rocks have memories." - Modern Science

sMOTHERed

I’d recommend you to spend another week here.

Some memories are still fuzzy, they might confuse you.

Like what?

Places, faces, names.

This, for example.

It's clearly not from last week's crash.

That's an old scar.

Do you remember what caused it?

Emir.

Come here, son.

Don’t you miss your dad?

How are you feeling?

Physically okay.

But still disoriented, I guess.

But it’s getting better every day.

No worries.

What do you remember from the crash?

Only a few moments before the impact.

It was dark and quiet.

I drove really fast.

Do I usually do that?

Not when you’re with me and Emir.

What else do you remember?

About us.

I remember meeting you for the first time.

I was sketching on the street, eighteen years ago.

I was starving.

I was fifteen.

You and your Dad passed by.

He bought me food, and later let me work in his gallery.

Soon after, I asked you out.

Few years later, I asked you to marry me.

I remember everything about you.

First thing on my mind after the crash was you and Emir.

You don't seem happy to see me.

Of course I am.

I’ll be more careful from now on.

I don’t want to be apart from you guys ever again.

Emir, don't do that. It's dangerous.

What happened to my car?

It's still at the workshop.

Is the dashcam intact? I want to see the crash footage.

It's there.

The memory card won’t read, though.

Got damaged during the crash.

Do things feel strange?

No.

Are you sleeping with Mom or in the guest room tonight?

I can keep you company if you’re sleeping alone.

Did I do something wrong?

Did I hurt you?

We...

We've been growing apart the past few months.

Why?

It must've been my fault.

I do remember always working until late at night.

I'm sorry.

It’s okay if you still need space.

I won't ask you to forget our problems just because I did.

Was my mistake so grave that you couldn't forgive me?

I...

I just need a bit more time.

Is that okay?

Of course.

I understand.

Your phone.

ALIF THE MICRO PAINTER

ALIF'S SOLO ART EXHIBITION

SCHEDULE ALERT

PICK UP MOM AT AIRPORT 09:00 FLIGHT FROM PADANG

You did tell me that your mom’s visiting.

A couple of days before the crash.

You didn’t say when, though.

If you need more rest, you can call it off.

Her flight is tomorrow morning anyway.

Has she ever been here before?

Alif.

This will be the first time I’m meeting your mom.

You haven't seen your Mom since you left Padang.

Since you got to Jakarta eighteen years ago.

You were fifteen.

I don't remember it.

Well, the doctor did warn you about this.

But I don’t even remember what she looks like.

How did you contact her then?

I don't remember.

Did you check your messages?

MOM

I'LL PICK YOU UP AT THE AIRPORT.

THANK YOU, SON.

Why aren’t you picking up Grandma?

I have to work on my paintings.

The exhibition is in a few weeks.

I still have ten more paintings to finish.

Mom said you never visited Grandma since you were fifteen.

Why?

I can’t remember why.

If I didn’t see Mom for one day, I’d already miss her.

Missing someone means that we love that person, right?

I guess, yeah.

Maybe...

...you don't love Grandma?

Did I hurt your feelings?

No, it’s not that.

Look, I also want to know why.

Maybe when I meet her, I’ll remember what happened.

Come in, Mom.

Grandma!

Is this Emir?

Yes, Grandma.

Mom.

My son...

Alif...

Son...

I thought I’d never see you again.

I'm sorry, Mom.

I was in a car accident, so...

There’s a lot that I forgot.

Nadine told me.

It’s okay.

What matters is I’m here with you.

This is Dad's study.

If you ever feel lonely sleeping alone, just let me know.

I can keep you company.

I was lonely back in the village.

With this many people here, I think I’m going to be okay.

What’s your name, Grandma?

Aminah.

What’s on your mind?

I’m still confused.

Some memories are vague, but I remember bits of them.

But I can't remember anything about my childhood.

Not even my mother’s face.

That is your mother.

She talked a lot about you on our way home.

Including about the scar on your forehead.

She said it was when you were ten.

Your dad beat you up with a piece of metal.

She defended you and fought him.

He took a knife and struck her, wounding her right arm.

Then she ran away with you.

You never wanted to talk about your scar whenever I brought it up.

Maybe it was too painful to remember.

Or maybe you’ve just never been open with me.

You only mentioned that

you left your mom for a better life in Jakarta.

Isn’t that so?

It isn't.

She said you left without saying goodbye.

You just took off.

She went on for eighteen years.

Every day she would wake up, hoping you were there.

By her side.

Here, Grandma.

If you turn it to the left, the water’s hot.

Careful it's hot.

Turn it to the right, it’s cold.

I usually leave it in the middle,

but a bit to the left, it's the perfect temperature for me.

I’ve cleaned everything here.

There's also new shampoo and soap.

It’s lemongrass-scented soap.

Hold on.

Right, lemongrass.

Mom...

Please forgive me...

Hey, what’s going on?

What's wrong?

Stand up, will you?

I’ve sinned against you, Mom. I’ve been ungrateful.

I know.

You've made mistakes.

But I have forgiven you.

What’s wrong?

I don’t know.

It feels so painful and heavy here.

What do you mean?

I can’t explain it, it's so strange.

I think I just need to let it all out.

Is it because you finally remember everything?

No, I still can't remember my mother's face and it feels so strange.

I've never seen you cry.

I'm worried about you, Dad.

Don't worry, Emir. I'm okay.

This might be part of the healing process.

You’re making your own breakfast?

Yes, Mom.

We don't have a helper.

Helper?

A housemaid.

Why not?

Alif doesn’t like having strangers in the house.

Let me help.

I'll be your helper.

I'm also a helper here, Grandma.

You don’t play music around here?

I like to listen to music when I cook.

It makes the food taste even better.

Are you okay now, Dad?

I'm good.

What's wrong, Alif?

Just some headache last night.

Later, I'll brew you some betel and pandan leaves.

Drink it and you'll never get a headache ever again.

That sounds like death?

What song is this?

I'm not sure, Grandma.

I love Latif M songs.

Who's Latif M?

Search it.

Yes, boss.

- Come dance. - No, I'm shy.

Look at the omelette.

Come dance with me!

- Is this how you do it? - Just like an octopus!

Dad, come join us!

- Get him to dance with us! - Dad, come dance!

Wow.

How do you make it that curly?

I can also make your hair curly.

Latif M is such a jam!

Whoo-hoo-hoo!

Sorry, I just wanted to brush my teeth.

That was our first intercourse after a year.

Intercourse...

Are we always this formal?

What should I call it, then?

Coitus?

That's even worse.

Okay, how's this?

That was the first time we fucked in a year.

How come?

You used to hate it when I smoke.

You’ve been doing chores since morning.

Why didn’t we have a helper? I can’t remember why.

You didn't want strangers around.

Because we like being naked?

No, you simply don’t like strangers.

I was raised in a big family.

Whenever my family comes for a visit,

and stayed for a long time, you would get annoyed instantly.

You also don’t talk much.

Even with me.

But one thing for sure,

today was the first time I ever saw you dancing.

Before the accident... I must’ve been an asshole.

Why are you even with me?

Hmm.

Your dick, I guess.

It's heavenly.

Sounds so cheesy.

You’re massively talented.

The faces you make when you're working.

Intense.

Sexy.

For all the shitty things I did in the past, I'm sorry.

Even though I forgot a lot of things,

I will never forget how I feel about you.

I’ve made mistakes, too.

I regret them all.

I was...

Shh, I don’t want to hear it.

- I don't need to. - But we have to talk about it.

No, we don’t.

Okay?

Let's restart.

Clean slate.

I love you so so much.

I love you so so so much.

Huh?

Where did all this food come from?

It’s grandma’s cooking!

Really?

Emir taught me to shop for groceries from my phone.

I was amazed!

No need to go to the market. Just a couple of clicks,

and 15 minutes later I have everything I need.

You see how long you were in the shower?

I’ll cook for you all week.

Oh?

Grandma’s only here for a week?

Why?

Grandma can stay here for as long as she likes.

It always bummed me out when Grandfather and Grandmother left quickly.

They can also stay here for as long as they like.

I'll ask them to come.

The more the merrier! Let's also invite Latif M!

Let’s eat first!

Before Latif M comes!

Here. Try this.

The sambal is here.

- Honey. - Hm?

I want to call Iqbal. There’s something I want to talk about.

Iqbal?

Yes.

He's still my lawyer, right?

I'm not so sure.

He still is.

What's this, Emir? We don't have this back at home.

Here, we make words from these letters.

You can return the rest over here.

Do we stack it like this?

Iqbal!

How are you, man?

It sounded so urgent that you want to meet now.

I even postponed my client’s hearing.

Go have some water.

Okay.

That's why I contacted you.

I'd like to make a will.

So that’s why you asked Iqbal to come?

Sorry I didn’t tell you, honey.

I haven’t really decided until a few moments ago.

I’ve made a lot of mistakes to my mom.

You'll get some inheritance from your dad, right?

And you've got a good salary as a college professor.

When I passed,

half of my assets will go to Emir, the other half to my mom.

Are you okay with that?

Of course, honey.

I fully support you.

I should head to work.

Bye.

- Bye. - Bye, Iqbal.

So, what do you think?

Sure thing.

What is it?

You’re so different.

Nadine said the same thing.

But it’s a good thing, right?

Iqbal.

Were we strictly professional or were we close friends?

I can't recall.

Alif.

You don't have friends.

An extreme introvert, the annoying kind.

Borderline toxic. People don't like being around you.

In fact, if I weren’t good friends with Nadine,

I wouldn’t want to be your lawyer.

But now...

you’re like a completely different person.

Is this because you almost died and now decided to be a better person?

Honestly, I don’t feel different.

I was extremely injured

and even was in a comma.

So, is it possible you’ll go back to your old self?

No.

No, I won't.

Dad never told me about his childhood, Grandma.

He's always been a quiet kid.

But I want to know about his hometown and childhood.

It's because I don't remember, Emir.

That's why I also want to ask Grandma to fill me in.

Come sit with us. I’ll tell you.

I have to finish this painting, Mom.

I have an exhibition in two weeks.

Tiny paintings like that, you blink and it’s done.

It's way harder than you think, Mom.

Come on, come here.

Just get over here before I drop dead.

Who would fill you in then?

Come sit before you regret it.

Come, son.

What do you two want to know?

Was Dad a smart kid?

He was.

Top of the class all the way to freshman year of high school.

What happened during junior year?

He dropped out.

Oh, why?

Couldn’t afford school?

I worked really hard so that your dad could stay in school.

But he quit.

Why'd he do that?

So that he could go to Jakarta.

Why?

Well, had he not gone to Jakarta, we wouldn't have you here.

Good point.

Instead, there’s Emira.

Pretty. Long haired. She got a mole.

Was your house back at the village big?

It was tiny. The smallest house there.

Left and right there were big houses.

Ours looked all squeezed in.

Did he have a hobby?

He loved it whenever I took him to the market.

The farmers market.

He also loved watching the fish.

Did he always like to draw?

Yes, he'd draw everyday.

Were the drawings always tiny?

Well, we didn’t have money.

With tiny drawings, we saved money.

Has he ever made big drawings?

Nope.

Always tiny ones.

Alif! What’s wrong?

Your nose is bleeding!

I'm okay, Mom Just a bit under the weather.

UNDER LEFT LEG OF THE TABLE

We could've shopped online.

We don't have to come here.

I want to remember my childhood, Mom.

You said Dad loved the market.

Well, I didn’t need to come.

I should’ve stayed home and done some cleaning.

This way, you can take a look around Jakarta.

How come you never went to the market before, Dad?

Really? I can't remember.

Fishes!

Mom, did I ever have a younger sibling?

No, you're my only child.

But have you ever given birth after me?

A stillborn, perhaps?

No, never.

I would remember.

What brought you all the way here?

Anything you can't find in our market?

Do I know you?

Who was that?

No idea.

Maybe you look like someone he knows.

- Maybe. - Dad!

Are you having nosebleeds again?

Oh, no, Alif.

Here.

Let's go home, come on.

Let's go.

You should be okay.

You used to have nosebleeds too.

Betel leaves should do the trick.

Don’t touch it.

Just sit still.

Five minutes.

Alif...

Alif...

Alif.

What is it, Alif?!

I... I knocked the chair down.

You never changed, still careless as ever!

Careful!

Let's go lay on your bed.

Slowly, come now.

Look at the year.

I made this when I was 12.

It’s one dark sketch for a 12 year-old.

Have you seen your son’s sketches?

Ghosts, demons, monsters.

It's the same thing.

But not like this. This is too disturbing.

You were that talented at such a young age.

That's so hot.

Such a wild imagination.

But...

What if it’s not just my imagination?

What if this actually happened?

You mean you holding a dead fetus?

Yes.

Could it have been my sibling?

Your mom already said that you didn’t have any siblings.

What if...

What if she's not telling me the whole truth?

You still want to know about your past?

If you were me, wouldn’t you want to remember everything?

Where did you find that sketch?

From a secret drawer in my cabinet.

Why do you have a secret drawer?

I don’t know either.

There.

That was the old you.

The one before the accident.

Full of secrets you wouldn’t share even with your own wife.

I'd prefer you not to remember.

I'd prefer this version of you.

Alif!

Alif?

Mom.

What were you doing?

I wanted to help you unpack.

But I see that you already did.

I couldn't sleep.

Your nose is bleeding again.

Oh, this.

It's from this afternoon.

Please go back to sleep.

DOES TRAUMA INJURY CAUSE HALLUCINATION?

Fifty percent to your mom, fifty percent to Emir.

Sign and it's done.

You okay?

Not sure.

My head's a mess.

I keep getting confused.

I should check with my doctor again.

Have you made a lot of wills?

Of course.

Did anyone ever make changes to their will after it’s signed?

It happened. Rarely, though.

Allah the Almighty.

Please watch over my son, Alif.

Keep him healthy, let him live a long life.

Bless him.

May he be happy in this life and the afterlife.

Ameen, O Lord of the Universe.

Who is Farida, Mom?

When you were twelve,

I took you and ran away from home.

Your father was getting more abusive.

He's drunk more often.

Keeps having women by his side.

He beat me up more often, too.

And also you.

He struck you in the head with a machete.

Thankfully he was too drunk to realize that he hit you with its blunt side.

Otherwise, you would have been dead.

I screamed.

I pulled you away from him.

But he got to my arm.

We ran away and I brought you to another village.

I rented a house for us.

We were struggling so much.

But I wasn't sad.

I had you by my side.

But then you left.

I was all alone.

I was heartbroken.

I lost my will to live.

After eighteen years,

I received your letter.

I was surprised that you asked me to come to Jakarta.

But I was scared, too.

I was so scared.

I was scared that

you' be ashamed of me,

this shabby and dirty village woman.

I was terrified.

I feared you’d become the Ungrateful Child.

At first, I didn’t want to come.

Then this angel came to me.

My neighbor’s daughter, Farida.

She gave me her ATM card.

She said,

"Aminah",

"if Alif turned into an ungrateful child",

"come home".

"Use the card to book a flight home".

I see it now.

You’re not happy I’m here.

I fully understand.

You’ve built yourself a nice life here.

A happy family, a nice job, a beautiful wife and a smart son.

Why did I come here and ruin all of that?

Don't mind me anymore.

I'll be fine on my own.

I'm already used to it.

I'm not angry, I know my place.

Mom...

Mom, don't go...

I’m old.

I only have a few years left.

I'll be dead soon.

You have your whole life ahead of you, a bright future.

Don’t let me ruin it.

The last thing I want is to be a burden to you.

No, Mom.

You’re not a burden.

I’m just not fully recovered yet.

I keep getting confused.

What did I tell you?

You should drink water with betel leaf.

Every morning and every night before you go to bed.

What is it with betel leaves being able to heal everything...

It's the only medicine I know.

They're everywhere.

Mom...

Please forgive me.

I should have stayed at the hospital, having more time to recover.

I have hallucinations.

I keep seeing things that are not there.

That's okay.

I also see things that aren't there.

Money.

Husband.

House, too.

I keep seeing them.

I just laugh it off.

Let me know when you’re ready to sign.

Or if you change your mind.

I’m off work tomorrow, though. I promised my wife and kid.

I’ll sign now.

One more thing.

I know we weren't close friends.

But if you’d like to get coffee with me sometime,

I'd really appreciate it.

Pro-bono?

Don’t be too serious, man.

I'd love to.

I also usually hang by myself when work gets too much.

Now I have a friend.

You.

Thank you.

What am I supposed to do!

Nadine?

Honey?

Nadine?

- You must have a lot of homework. - Right.

Hi, Dad!

What's wrong?

I heard your voice.

When?

Just now when I was in the shower.

Might've been your Mom.

No, it was you.

Come and have some food, Emir, Nadine.

I have to shower first, Grandma.

No need.

You don't get this curry every day.

You must eat it while it’s hot.

Come.

- Let's go. - Yes!

I also haven't had lunch.

Too bad you were at school when I cooked.

- I missed my dance partner. - Latif M didn't come in today?

He’s on a leave today.

He had to go to court to finalize his divorce.

So that he could marry me.

- Fish eye! - Yes!

That's the best part.

That's what makes it expensive.

Those used to be the king’s feast!

Mom, you don’t have to cook every day.

I don’t want you to get tired.

At his age, Emir needs all the food he can get.

Once he gets circumcised, his appetite will diminish.

Just like Alif then.

He used to eat a lot, until he got circumcised.

He became skinny because he ate very little.

Didn't you say you didn't get circumcised, Dad?

No way.

A muslim man must be circumcised. It's a sin otherwise.

Dad did say so, though.

I don't remember clearly.

It might've been Budi, our next-door neighbor’s son.

That's it.

I forgot.

I keep forgetting things.

Eat up.

Try the curry, it's so good.

Can I come in?

That's a first. You usually just barge in.

I know you have a lot on your mind.

How do you know that?

You told me yourself

that if I wanted to be a painter, I need to be able to read people's faces.

Did I ever...

hit you or your Mom?

No, never.

You were never angry with me.

You were angry at yourself.

What do you mean?

You often locked yourself in here, shouting and yelling.

I like you better now.

You're never angry anymore.

Oh, right.

I wanted to show you this.

This is my drawing assignment at school today.

But the teacher is really annoying.

Too strict.

I made a tiny drawing of him.

Over here.

Why?

I'm annoyed at him.

A form of protest because he likes to smoke at the back of the class.

I had to draw it really small because if he saw it, I’d be in trouble.

Wasn’t that why you made your drawings really small?

To hide them so they wouldn’t be noticed?

Anyway.

I just wanted to show you my drawing.

I should go to bed now.

YOU'RE LUCKY TO NOT LIVE WITH US. REST IN PEACE, MY LITTLE SIBLINGS.

Nadine!

Nadine!

- Nadine! - I'm coming!

She’s gone!

Who's gone?

Mom!

My mom, or God knows who she really is.

What do you mean?

She’s gone. Her clothes, her bag, all gone.

Grandma left without saying goodbye?

Did you try calling her?

Her number has been deactivated.

Any valuables missing?

No.

So perhaps she’s not some kind of a criminal?

She's not my mother, that's for sure.

How did you contact her before?

Not sure how, but it seemed I sent her a letter.

I sent her money to buy a phone and a plane ticket.

Nadine picked her up at the airport.

How did Nadine know she was your mom?

I texted her that Nadine would be picking her up.

I sent a photo of Nadine. And Nadine had a sign, 'Alif's Mom.'

How did it go at the airport?

I had the sign with me.

She approached me, asked me if I was Nadine,

and then she showed me the text from Alif.

She could've met my real mom at the airport.

She did something to my mom, and then took her phone.

Or maybe it was never your mother who received your letter in the first place.

Hold on, hold on.

She knew about the scar on Alif’s head,

even before we got home.

Here.

My mom's in danger.

I don’t know how to explain it but I can feel it.

Should we call the cops?

And say what?

No valuables are stolen.

And you don’t even remember what your mom looks like.

Your memories are unreliable.

It will overcomplicate things.

And you still have work to finish.

My real mom might have been kidnapped and locked up somewhere.

I have to find her!

Alif.

If this is a kidnapping,

most likely there will be a ransom demand or something.

If that happens,

we’ll go to the cops.

How can someone forget his own mother’s face?

Every day I look in the mirror, hoping that maybe I’ll remember her face.

But still nothing.

Surely there’s a resemblance between a mother and her child.

What do you think happened to her?

Maybe she never came to Jakarta in the first place.

Well, then, who was that woman? What did she get out of this?

Have you tried looking for your home address in the village?

We could go there and check.

I looked in text messages, phone books, nothing.

I really can’t remember how I got in touch with her.

Alif.

Your mom might still be in the village,

living a peaceful life.

I say we try looking for the address again.

Then we go there, get her to come and live with us here.

You have me and Emir in your life.

Before the accident, we felt like you were drifting away.

And now you’re finally here with us.

I want our family to stay like this, forever.

Your heart is racing.

I don’t understand what’s wrong with me.

My chest feels so tight.

I miss my mom. But I don’t even know what she looks like.

Okay.

I’ll call in sick. Let's go see the doctor today.

No, please don’t. I’ll be okay.

I've always been like this since the accident.

No, no.

I’m staying with you, be it at home or at the doctor.

No, it's okay. I just want to lie down today.

You don’t need to keep me company.

Are you sure?

- You should go. - Okay, then.

We don’t want Emir to be late for school.

I love you so so much.

I love you so so so so much.

I'll get going.

Love you.

Love you.

Bye.

Emir!

Let’s go!

Let's go!

I’ve been ready ages ago.

I'll call the cops on you!

You're going to jail!

DON'T THINK I WOULDN'T DARE!

BAR, JAKARTA, SEA HORSE

Argh!

Damn it!

Sir, are you okay?!

Can't you fucking drive?!

Don't you have eyes?!

Take responsibility!

Be a man and take responsibility!

Only this much?!

This is the price of dying these days?

Scram!

Sweet money.

I'll have his phone.

I'm sorry, but it was my mom's favorite blanket.

It belonged to my late dad.

Well, so many blankets are brought in every day.

They can easily get mixed up.

You're right, ma'am.

I'll just check the CCTV footage myself.

I don't want to trouble you further.

Please, ma'am.

I feel bad for my mom.

She couldn't sleep for 2 nights already.

It hurts to see her that way.

Her gout also flared-up.

Hurry up!

Come on!

- Hurry up, now. - I bet thirty thousand rupiah.

Okay.

How much are you betting?

Excuse me.

You again?

What are you doing here?

- Jamal, you in or what?! - Coming!

I want to ask about my mom.

Sir.

- Freak. - My mom's missing.

I'm coming!

Hey!

My money's on the line! Fuck off, you freak.

Whoa, what do you think you're doing?

Who is that woman?!

That woman?

You mean your mom?

She's your mom, right?

Answer me, you fucker!

Who is she?!

Are you nuts?

She's your mom.

How dare you come here.

Is this your thing?

Seems you love to act?

Why don't you become an actor instead?

Fucker.

How dare you.

Let's go.

Who's he?

Rich people are nuts, man.

I need to see her.

Please.

You said you're her son.

She lives under the Angke highway, remember?

Let's go.

Farida!

Farida!

Sorry, ma'am!

I know you’re not my mother!

I won’t hurt you! I just want answers!

- Let me go! - Where's my real mom?!

Where is she?!

How would I know?!

Why?!

Why what?!

Why did you pretend to be my mother?!

Why?!

You told me to!

You paid me to!

You paid me to play pretend!

You said I was good at acting, so I did it!

You got me a fake ID,

told me to be Aminah, a Minang woman.

You made me a fake flight ticket and bought me a phone!

You prepared everything!

What happened to your face?

Let me see.

Fucker.

Hey!

I’m not some ungrateful bitch!

I’ve treated you like my own son!

Hey!

I even imagined cooking for your family every day.

Hell, I'd even be your maid!

Hey, come here!

Alif! Where have you been?!

Iqbal and I almost called the cops!

I used GPS to track you down.

You kept your GPS on.

That was intentional, wasn't it?

You wanted me to see you fuck him.

We were going through a lot back then.

Which I don't remember.

Alif!

I tried to tell you, but you didn't want to listen.

You wanted a clean slate without bringing up our past!

How very convenient for you.

No, very convenient to you.

You don't have to live with your mistakes.

But I do! Every single day.

And you will, every single day.

Because I will never forgive you.

Alif...

I want you to leave.

Alif, please don't do this.

Please.

I beg you.

Look at your mother.

Look at your mother!

Mom, what happened to you?!

Look at your mother!

Please, not so hard!

Please!

Look at your mother!

Look at your mother!

Mom!

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Where are you, Mom?

I'm almost done cooking.

Be patient, sweetheart.

Pay up! Or I'll burn down this house!

Alif.

Alif...

If you ever move away from here,

please take me with you.

Mom, I'm home.

I'm taking you with me.

I’ll bring more rice in two days.

I don’t want other men here.

I hate it.

I want to fuck you all by myself.

Mom, enough, please.

Many people know already.

Mom.

It's a sin, Mom.

I don’t know what else to do, Alif.

How are we going to live if I don’t do this?

I can go to the city.

And find some work.

I’ll send the money to you.

And then I’ll come back, we’ll get away from here.

Mom, I'm so sorry for leaving you...

Where are you...

YOU HAVE THE RIGHT TO KNOW

Alif, wait!

Alif!

Alif!

Hear me out!

What?!

Haven't I seen enough?

You fucking another man.

What else do you want to tell me?

What am I supposed to do?!

You're like a stranger at home!

You isolate yourself, you're so angry all the time!

Just so you know, Emir and I are scared of you!

I’ll kill you!

And I’ll kill all the men you’ve slept with.

Don't think I don't mean it. I could kill you right this second.

I even killed my own mother.

I killed her! You want to know why?!

Because she was a whore!

Just like you. A whore!

Look at your mother!

Look!

Son of a bitch!

Alif, enough!

Alif, enough.

Enough, son...

Alif...

I'm sorry.

Please forgive me, son.

It's all my fault.

Alif...

I'm sorry...

Mom...

Mom...

Mom, let’s get away from here.

Mom, let’s get away from here!

Mom, come on.

Mom...

Mom...

Mom!

Mom!

Mom!

Mom!

Mom!

Your parents were persistent about meeting my mom.

So, I paid someone to pretend to be her.

But she's long gone!

I killed her!

I'll call the cops on you!

You're going to jail!

Don't think I wouldn't dare!

Alif...

Mom!

Mom...

TWELVE MONTHS LATER

Dad!

Hey.

Let's go there. There are so many cool fishes.

There's one like a balloon.

But its mouth is small.

It’s a misprinted fish!

That’s a pufferfish.

It’s poisonous, needs to be prepared carefully.

They sell them here?

They were in an aquarium.

I asked how much it was, you know what he said to me?

What'd he say?

“You can’t afford it."

So arrogant.

Let’s buy them, Dad. Let’s buy the entire shop.

Hey, don’t say that.

Besides, we need to save now.

Your baby brother is coming soon.

Let's call her Emira.

But it's a boy.

Yeah, so?

You're annoying.

Are you going to the doctor today?

No.

He said I’ve fully recovered.

And that some memories can't be recovered.

Who needs memories anyway? They were probably awful.

- Mom? - Yes?

- Let's buy some chicken skin. - Sure, sounds good.

- Let's have tons of them. - Yes!

♪ Will you go inside my mind? ♪

♪ And hold it tight all the night ♪

♪ Will you lead me all the time? ♪

♪ And spend the night like yesterday ♪

♪ No longer tangled in the gloom ♪

♪ A fragile peace, a gentle bloom ♪

♪ Away, going all the way ♪

♪ All the way with you ♪

♪ Leave the pain, let it all away ♪

♪ All the way for you ♪

♪ Static hum, an empty phase ♪

♪ Where shadows used to dance and creep ♪

♪ Lost in a haze through weary days ♪

♪ You watched me sleep ♪

♪ You dug me deep ♪

♪ You caught me just before it falls ♪

♪ You're standing tall ♪

♪ I'm answering your call ♪

♪ I'm answering your call ♪

♪ Away, going all the way ♪

♪ All the way with you ♪

♪ Leave the pain, let it all away ♪

♪ All the way for you ♪