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(birds chirping)

(exhales)

(knocking)

KINAN: Hey, Bian?

(knocking)

KINAN: Bian.

(knocking)

KINAN: Bian?

(car horn blaring)

(somber piano music)

(knocking)

KINAN: Bian?

(knocking)

Bian!

(heavy breathing)

(Ami grunts) CUSTODIAN: Hey!

Ami! Stop, stop, stop, stop! Stop!

-Ami! -TARI: Ami? Did you get it? Where is it?

AMI: Here you go!

Let's go, let's go, let's go.

-TARI: My heart's beating so fast! -BUDE: Alright, come on!

(car honking)

(knocking)

KINAN: Hey, Bian.

(knocking)

(knocking) KINAN: Bian, please open the door!

Hello...

Oh, no, no, no.

Bian, get dressed! We're waiting for you.

(grunts)

-Hurry up, get dressed already! -Alright...

Come on, Bian, let's go. Hey. Come on, let's go, let's go. Get a move on!

-You can't be late for this, Bian. -BIAN: Yeah, yeah, alright.

PAKDE: Biantara Wicaksana, the son of Muchtar Wicaksana.

I now recognize and will celebrate your wedding to this young lady.

My daughter, Btari Hapsari, daughter of Abiyasa Daud, entrusted to you this day,

alongside a fair dowry of 75 grams of gold fully paid in cash.

(whispers)

I accept. I accept our wedding to Btari Hapsari, daughter of Abiyasa Daud,

in compensation with money, paid in cash.

MAULVI: Well, witnesses? Is it official?

-WITNESS 1: It's official. -WITNESS 2: It's official.

Come to praise Allah, Lord of the Universe...

May Allah bless you and send blessings upon you.

-and bring goodness between you. -CROWD: Amen.

MAULVI: Our Lord, give us in this world that which is good...

-and in the hereafter that which is good. -CROWD: Amen.

CROWD: Amen.

MAULVI: Protect us from the punishment of Hell.

-CROWD: Amen. -Praise be to Allah, Amen.

From now on you're legally husband and wife, best wishes, best wishes.

This is Bian, he's my cousin.

Bian.

(murmuring)

TARI: Thank you for coming today. Thank you. Thank you for coming.

(squeals)

(laughs)

-TARI: Thank you. Thank you! -CROWD: Best wishes, congratulations!

(camera shutter clicks)

Thank you.

(somber music playing)

THE THIRD PERSON

Hey, Bian. The bag?

(car beeping)

(rooster crows)

(grunts)

(dragging wheels)

(sighs)

Assalamualaikum.

Is that everything?

It's everything.

Here. The room is yours.

-It's mine? -Yeah, it's all yours.

But, by myself?

(sighs)

(phone notification)

CONGRATS, BIAN. YOU DID GREAT WITH THE WEDDING VOW.

BIAN: Sarah! (rain, thunder)

(loudly) Sarah? Sarah! Sarah, hey, where are you going?

Listen, I have a plan! Would you listen to me for a second?

(crying) What plan? There is no plan!

You think I can't see your plan is to marry her?

I have no choice, please see that. Please, I can't lose you, Sarah. Please.

-I beg you. -(crying) You really thought that you...

I won't trust anything you say!

In my head you're gone! Our bond means nothing, okay?!

Sarah!

(aggravated yelling)

(yelling)

(grunt) (thud)

(sigh)

(somber piano music)

-TARI: What is this? -BIAN: This is a marriage agreement.

A marriage agreement?

BIAN: An agreement, valid for as long as we're married.

-Meaning what? -I didn't choose you, alright?

It wasn't for love.

Do you really want to be married forever?

Bian, I'm sorry. You don't want to stay married?

BIAN: My space is personal. And yours is personal.

And another thing, I don't want you upstairs, ever.

That's mine. So stay clear.

I can take care of myself.

So as for you, if there is something you like, you should pursue it.

Let's just call ourselves strangers living under one roof.

Regarding your "wifely responsibilities," as far as I'm concerned...

You have no duties.

Any questions?

TARI: What does this word "separate" mean?

-Isn't it obvious?! -I want to understand.

(slurping)

From the beginning...

I've been planning to divorce you after one year of marriage.

Perhaps you weren't told.

You aren't who I promised to wed.

I had a fiancé before I married you.

You can't stop me and Sarah.

I only married you because I had to.

But we won't be together for long.

I swore on it.

Once this is done, I will still marry her.

Allah forgive me.

You mean our marriage will be a game to you and nothing else?

And our families - do they count? Think how they'll feel.

It isn't to make you happy.

So that's okay. If it's unbearable, there's a quick fix.

Get a divorce, Tari.

(crying)

(sighs)

(somber music)

-TARI: Pay attention, don't overcook it. -COOK 1: Okay, the turkey...

-COOK 2: Oh, that one. -There you are, have a great day!

-TARI: These are paid? -AMI: Yeah, they're paid.

What was the next order?

-BIAN: Have a good one. -WORKER 1: Yeah, just muck it up!

BIAN: So within two days I want the data recap for the final installation.

So Mr. Boy, make sure that Team C will check that area. I'll inspect tomorrow.

-It'll be done. -Okay, you're all set.

-Yeah. -Any questions?

(nervous laughter)

It's all gone. Excuse me.

(crunching)

(lively music)

Hey, I'm here.

At your campus.

See you soon.

(sighs)

Hey, there's a bin over there.

Do you mean me?

Do you see anyone else?

I'm sure you're mistaken.

(scoffs) I just watched while you threw your trash into the bush over there.

-Someone better get a sign or something. -Think about how I walk to school, okay?

Nothing on my route ever goes unnoticed.

There's even a sign for someone like you to read.

You say that, but where is it? Show me.

Sure.

Where at?

(hums)

ATTENTION DO NOT LITTER

-It's right here! -In the bushes.

Maybe then it's the sign's fault. Not mine.

-So the sign began it all, huh? (laughs) -It did.

It's not impos...

You know her?

She your friend?

Bian. He's my cousin.

This is Sarah.

Bian.

Sorry. Got somewhere to be.

Remember this. Maybe you'll think.

(laughing)

-You're friends with her? -Yeah.

She's so pompous.

(Islamic call to prayer)

-Before you leave... -Sorry Mr. Bian, prayer break is starting.

One last thing, I'm not finished.

Don't forget to recheck the installation design you looked at.

All of the switches, motor panels, and the sockets are very important.

I'm going to check it. It has to be done.

Here, can I get that one?

Pardon. We're about to have prayer break. Is it possible you wait a few minutes?

-Okay, no problem. -Yeah, no problem.

PRAYER BREAK

Let's go take our prayer break.

-COOK 2: Yeah, sounds good. -COOK 1: Great!

COOK 3: Be right there.

Let's take a look. What about this one? That looks good.

(whispers) Answer my prayer, O Allah, answer my prayers, please.

(whispers) Answer my prayer, O Allah, answer my prayers, please.

(sniffling) Answer my prayer, O Allah, answer my prayer, please, please.

Answer our prayer O, Allah... Answer our prayer O, Allah, O, Lord of the Worlds.

(sniff, sighing)

(hushed) You pray so loud someone could ask if marriage has been troubling you.

Prayers aren't only for when you're sad. There's many reasons.

That's true, I guess.

But you're upset about something, alright? After all, you're crying.

(sighs)

Yeah. I'm only human, you see. There are problems, and we are given tests.

That only means that Allah loves us.

Hm.

(smug, getting loud) Ah! Ah-huh! Bian, isn't it? Bian, yeah? What has he done?

You better tell me what it is you're dealing with.

What did he do to make you cry? That's not all right, I won't ...!

-WOMAN: Shh! -TARI: Shh!

-(hushed) Ami, be quiet. -(hushed) I'll behave.

-You still need to tell me why, c'mon! -Yes, I'll tell you later. Now let's go.

No, quick, tell me. I'm worried for you. Let's go somewhere, okay?

TARI: No, not now! Come on! Hurry up!

Tell me now! I want to know what he did! Wait for me, goodness!

TARI: We have to get back to work now. Shh!

(crickets)

(lip smack)

(light piano music) (sighs)

Assalamualaikum.

Here, Bian. Try this. I'm experimenting with Soto Betawi.

This is, um, one of my own recipes. It's really delicious. Have you eaten yet?

(melancholic music)

(footsteps)

(sighs)

(clatter)

(sighs)

(buzzing)

(phone keyboard clacking)

(quiet crying)

SARAH, WHERE ARE YOU?

CAN I MEET YOU...

-After this, let's eat. -Okay.

-Aldi? -Hey, B.

Uh. Are you using this seat?

Here.

-Di, I'm going, okay? I've got homework. -Okay.

Seat's all yours.

(snorts)

(knocking)

TARI: Bian?

(knocking)

(bird song)

(knocking)

TARI: Bian? (Bian groans)

(knocking)

Bian.

I wanted to wake you for prayer. It's dawn already, so...

I don't want to.

(slam)

(light piano music)

Hey.

-Have you seen my towel? -Towel?

I washed it, but it's... I'll go grab one for you.

-You washed it? -Yeah.

-But Darmi does that. -But she's been sick for two days.

-So you just...took on the work? -(laughs) Yeah.

-Pay someone else, or don't bother. -I was happy to do it for you.

I don't want to owe you something.

(somber music)

Good morning. Some breakfast?

Bian, have some, please.

I'll eat at the office.

You can have what I made. You can take it with you.

I'll just put it in your bag, then.

I don't want it. Why did you make it? My meals aren't your worry.

(sighs)

Sarah, Sarah. Listen to me, please. Sarah... Please Sarah, don't be like this.

-Sarah? -Pardon. Could you help me?

-This guy doesn't belong here. -Sarah. Sarah!

Sarah? Sarah!

(somber music)

(sighs)

(groans)

(laughter)

All right!

Ah, the white ball, too! (laughter)

SARAH: Oh, what the hell is this...

-Hey, where are you going? -JERK 2: Where you going?

SARAH: Get away, get back! What the hell!

-JERK 1: Hey! -SARAH: Move!

JERK 2: Tell us how much you're asking.

SARAH: What is wrong with you? Get out of my way!

Leave her alone, huh?!

-So she's your girl? -JERK 1: You must be looking for a fight.

You and your boyband better clear out of here.

Take your chance, or you'll regret it.

He's challenging us, bro.

(yells) Come on!

(snickers)

Alright, let's go. Let's get out of here.

Let's get you home.

It's a bad idea to go alone.

I had something to do.

Don't do it again. Stay home if it's late.

Just wait. Because those boys are trouble.

I wouldn't like you thinking that you're my protector.

Drop me over there.

-Your place is here? -Through the alley.

No way your car will fit in there. Stop here.

-I'll walk you in. -Not necessary.

All right sir. Let's go. Come on.

(skateboards rolling, hitting the ground)

Look. A missing friend.

Hey, and here you are. So who is that, the other woman?

Real nice, Ami.

Just kidding. You're making it serious.

(laughing)

I need ideas for a party now.

-Like a birthday party? -Yes, Bian's birthday.

It's a day away, and I'm making sure that it's special.

Hmm. Well, there's a surprise and presents.

But I don't know if he wants something.

Ah!

-I think I know what you could get him. -Tell me!

(whispers) His lady friend.

-Hey! Really? -(laughs) Just kidding!

-Ami, you're awful, there's no way... -I'm sorry.

Gah, really? (Ami laughs)

-He should be happy with anything at all. -Yeah, sure.

Because it's you!

(laughs)

FOREMAN: Our last job is the power system. So Teams A and B must be ready.

Even if the deadline is tight, they must stay disciplined.

Remember, our company's philosophy, okay? "Zero mistakes." Got it?

-You got it. -Copy that.

(evening crowd chatters) (pool balls click)

So you work here?

-Not your business. -You work as a bus girl, eh? Waitress?

I'm going to give you a ride.

(radio playing smooth music)

Should I stop here?

Here's good.

Sarah...

I'll see you tomorrow night.

♪ You are my life ♪

♪ Irreplaceable by anyone ♪

♪ I want you to always ♪

♪ Be by my side and never leave ♪

You can quit. Unless you really like it, that is.

Huh? (laughs)

Don't be silly. I don't have money just lying all over like you do.

-Of course, you might not get that. -I looked into some options for you.

At a friend's place.

(huffs) I don't really like favors. I guess I am curious, though.

His own business. A rec center. He needs a new person in finance. Great, right?

Your major is Economics.

It's weekends only. And it's more money. So you'll be safer and have time to study.

Okay?

-That might be true. -I worry about that place you work at.

You should be safe.

♪ -You are... -My life... ♪

All right, over here! Pass it, pass it, pass it! Boom!

♪ -Irreplaceable... -By anyone ♪

♪ I want you to always ♪ (cheers)

-♪ Be by my side, never leave ♪ -Whose that? Someone you know?

-We've met. -Yeah? Any kind of special friend?

-(laughs) Shut it! -Hey, hey, come on!

-♪ Our love is like ♪ -All right!

♪ A box of strawberries ♪ (chatter)

♪ You can't ever predict it ♪

So tell me. Is it okay, working here?

Um. It's only the first day.

-It's fun so far. It's very welcoming. -Hmm.

That's great.

(yelling)

-Bian? -Yeah?

Thanks again.

(chuckles)

I'm happy to help.

♪ Our love is like ♪

♪ A box of strawberries ♪

♪ You can't ever predict it ♪

♪ I want you to stay with me ♪

♪ Until the end ♪

♪ Love is you ♪

Look at that one over there. He's really cute. (laughs)

Sarah.

(exhales)

I really like you.

(chuckles) You're being silly.

I love you.

I'm really in love with you.

(laughs)

This is a romantic place.

I want us to be together.

Seriously? (both chuckle)

FOREMAN: Bian? Hello? Hello, Bian?

Bian? Oi! Hello Bian? Hey!

-Power design? Pass it over here. -I'm sorry.

Quit daydreaming.

Now, please help.

(Islamic religious chants)

Bian. Are you hungry? I could warm up the dinner I cooked.

Bian, would you like some?

-Why are you still awake? -I waited for you.

Maybe it wasn't apparent. You shouldn't wait or ever prepare supper.

Bian, please, I...

-What is it? -I only want to ask you a question.

-Hurry, then! -Do you have any hobbies?

I play soccer, alright?

(whispers) Soccer...

(sighing)

I'M ONLY ASKING FOR 5 MINUTES.

(somber music playing)

(phone keys clicking)

TOMORROW IS MY BIRTHDAY. PLEASE MEET ME, SAR...

-Bian, when will you be home tonight? -Why do you care?

Is it really that much trouble to give an answer?

-The normal time. -Seven, maybe?

That's what I said! (scoffs)

(lively piano music)

(phone chime)

OKAY.

(chuckles)

(lively guitar music)

MAY ALLAH BLESS MY HUSBAND

(restaurant murmurs)

BIAN (quietly): It's only a year. Not long. Please.

You're married now, Bian.

I don't want my role to be the homewrecker, okay?

You're what home means to me, Sarah.

She put herself in the way of our plans, Sarah.

Sarah, I beg of you, listen.

Please.

I'm being sincere.

I won't come between you and her.

I don't want to say goodbye to you.

Sarah. Sarah. Look at me, honey.

Please, look at me now.

I want nothing else but you. I'm lost without you.

You're my world.

Yeah?

I'm begging you.

Please.

(sniffling)

Please.

Yes?

Only for a year, no longer.

I'll leave her once that's done, and we...we'll be together for good.

(heavy breathing)

Happy Birthday, Bian. Happy Birthday.

Oh, Bian.

(dramatic music)

(thud)

(thud)

(tearing)

TO BE CONTINUED

A family dinner. It's Dad's birthday today.

NEXT

We need to look like a perfect couple.

I don't want them to know our real situation.

Is everything alright between you and Bian?

-Oh, yes! -At last, I can say I'm relieved.

Seeing both you and Tari doing so well. I was worried about you.

Because your marriage was arranged.

You pretended to be my wife at Dad's birthday.

And now I've pretended to be your husband.

Allah forgive us.

What for? Don't forget. We have a marriage agreement.

♪ Love must be real ♪

♪ The feeling of love is real ♪

♪ Understand the meaning of love ♪