-TARI: What is this? -Our marriage agreement.
I've been planning to divorce you after one year of our marriage.
Perhaps you weren't told. You aren't who I promised to wed.
I had a fiancé before I married you.
Bian look, I'm experimenting cooking Soto Betawi. It's good, you should try it.
I will never eat the meals you make for me.
SARAH: You're married Bian. I don't want to be a homewrecker.
It's only a year, after a year, I'll divorce her.
And I will marry you, okay?
(Crowd shouting) Calm down.
Please, everyone, calm down. Don't act like anarchists!
Please, everyone, just settle down. Please, just be patient, just for a while.
I guarantee that everyone's money is going to be paid back eventually.
-Give us the money you owe! -WORKER: Pay us back! Yeah!
(crowd shouts)
I apologize in advance.
But I don't know who else to ask for help at this point, Abi.
It's our pleasure.
We've been friends for many years. Of course we like to help you two.
You have these troubles right now. But we'll struggle, too, in our own time.
It's okay, Yasmin, no more tears.
-I'm sorry, we're such a burden on you. -We're happy to be helping you.
This might help you move forward.
(gasps)
But you're sure that...this amount?
This means so much, Abi.
I'll repay it when I can.
YASMIN: Thank you. Forgive us for being such a burden on you all.
(hushed) Shh. Enough, enough. There, there.
It's all right. No need for tears.
You can calm down now.
(wordless noise)
(laughing) -Careful!
Whee! Yay!
(laughter)
YASMIN: They're having so much fun.
(calls) Hey, Tari, are your eyes okay? Yeah? Wipe your eyes.
BIAN: Hey, let's spin around!
TARI'S MOM: That Bian, he seems to care quite a bit for Tari.
He's a big-hearted guy.
-Oh yeah? -TARI's MOM: Oh, it's true. (laughs)
When those two get old enough, let's match them together. It's perfect!
(laughs) Come on. A match? Does anyone still do that?
Of course they do. And our Bian will marry Tari someday.
-Are you sure? -Yeah.
Amen.
-Bian, over here! Tari! -What now?
Tari.
-TARI'S MOM: Come here. Come here! -YASMIN: Bian.
Bian. Later, you will be taking care of Tari.
Don't be mean to Tari at all, or make her sad, okay?
Okay Mom.
(laughs)
You see, they're so cute.
My goodness.
(truck horn blaring)
(crash)
(alarms)
PRETEND WIFE
(sighs) I appreciate your very generous offer
to bring my niece Tari into your family and your home.
However, since her parents were both sadly lost in that tragic accident..
As elder brother to her father and as uncle to Tari, I am responsible...
to ensure Tari's future happiness.
-Praise be to God, we two, -Yes.
We both will take the best care possible of her.
-So... -But I'd like to...
We know you will, of course.
My wife and I already consider Tari as one of our own children.
So if there's anything we might do to be of help to Tari...
don't hesitate to ask.
SPEAKER: The Award for Commendable Cum Laude Graduates...
from the Faculty of Business and Management in 2015 goes to...
Btari Hapsari! Let's all applaud!
(cheers)
I still want to stay here. I'd be happy living here with you both.
(sighs)
Tari... (clears throat)
Just yesterday we had another visit from Mrs. Yasmin.
She was asking if you might want to meet with them before too much longer?
So, you can maybe become a little closer with...
With Bian.
Of course, your aunt and I would never try to force you
into something that makes you unhappy. Don't be afraid.
However, it is true.
We both feel bad for refusing to meet with them, or at least give them an answer.
And both of you are okay with this?
And if Aunt Yasmin thinks I should marry her son?
Well. Well, your father, he was always... He was a good judge of character.
He wouldn't have made the wrong choice of a best friend.
Mrs. Yasmin and Mr. Muchtar are good people.
I'm sure that they raised their son to be a good man, as well.
And you?
Yeah.
So then, you think I should?
If it is God's will.
Your aunt and I are both relieved, long as you're happy to be accepting of the offer.
So?
If both of you agree on it, then I agree, too.
(sighs)
GUY: Oh, watch out!
GUY: Dude, check this one out!
-GIRL: Yeah, look at her. -She could make it to the Asian Games!
Yeah, Ami can win against the Philippines - Oh, look, watch!
-Hey, hey, hey, hey! -Oh!
I told you both I didn't want to be record anymore.
C'mon Mi, you're crazy good when you skate. This video is bound to go viral.
-Yeah, FYP Ami! -Or on that sick new podcast!
-It's called Shut the Door, dude! -Mm!
Uh-uh, I don't care about any of that stuff at all, okay?
You're such a loser, it's gross. No social media accounts.
-For real, even my mom has one. -I don't want a part of it.
It's a waste of time and everyone's all like, "Oh, I don't model..." No thanks.
Here, look at my cell. Ah-ha! No Internet!
(Girl laughs) That's a phone?!
-This phone is an old relic, Mi. -Yeah.
-Go take that to a museum or something! -Hey Ami,
-get it laminated so it won't get damaged. -Yeah.
The both of you are awful. I'll slap you both, silat you! Stop it, now.
Don't waste every minute of every day spending time on social media.
You're both always on your phone like a robot. "Oh, how many likes have I got?"
Yeah, the stress of it will kill you both like that.
Ah, it's technology, Mi! We're smart people!
We need to keep up with technology. If you don't want to keep up with technology,
-go be boring with old folks, then. -Technology, technology, I'm done with it!
-Yeah! Assalamualaikum. -Mualaikumsalam.
Never mind her, never mind her. She doesn't get why she should go viral.
She'll be happy once she gets an endorsement deal from us!
-GIRL: Hey, maybe we could go viral. -GUY: What? No...
MI: So cute. You've been daydreaming like you're in a movie.
TARI: What does that mean?
AMI: Is it Bian? What's wrong?
It seems like I'm always doing everything wrong when it comes to Bian.
I'm just... do you think I should do what he's been asking?
Should I really just be ignoring my husband, like our agreement says?
(laughs) Well, you know that's what I said since this all started, Tari.
You just didn't listen.
TARI: Yeah, the thing is...
Then I'd feel like a disobedient wife, you know?
That's so backwards!
He's the one that's disobedient. Answer this, how much does he care about you?
Not much, huh?
So, really, in this case, you would be fulfilling his orders like a good wife.
Right? You should let him just do his own thing like he's asking.
And you focus on making it through all of this. Now, forget about that idiot.
It's all right. Stop worrying.
Chances are, he's out with that woman right now.
Be careful, be careful - watch out.
(sighs)
(motor gets louder)
Honey, stop speeding.
-Nah, it's good. -You're a beginner still, be careful.
Weren't you the one who taught me how to drive, Bian?
That's true.
Then I'm pretty sure that you speed, huh? (Bian laughs)
Yeah.
But you're just learning, I'm experienced.
You know how students follow an example set by their teachers?
What do you say to that?
Yeah, yeah, but you're better than I am now. You should be teaching me.
Do you really mean that? I mean, we've been together for almost five years.
For real, you're always spoiling me, Bian. Am I wrong? Giving me rides all the time.
You know I could be all right driving without you now that you're preoccupied.
I'm still around a lot. I'm always here.
Whenever you need a ride, just message and I'll pick you up.
I'll come get you, no matter what.
(chuckles)
It's not like you're my husband, though.
Sarah.
Don't say that.
Hey, I... (phone notification)
(sighs)
-Is it your wife? -No, it's not.
It's my mom.
(sighs) I'm not ready for this.
What's up, honey?
(sighs)
Huh?
What's up?
(door knocks)
-Can I have a minute? -Of course, is something wrong?
It's a family dinner.
-What time? -This afternoon.
-Today? -Yeah.
-Should I decline? -No, it's okay. But why so suddenly?
-It's dad's birthday today. -It's his birthday now?
-I wish I would have known. -I'm saying it now.
Yeah, but we haven't got a gift, though!
You don't need to bother. We show up, and we eat, and we go.
-When do we go? -At four.
-Hm? That's - that's so soon! -Yeah.
-Alright, I'll go change. -Hold on a second.
We need to talk.
Besides my Mom, Dad, and Kinan, a lot of family is attending.
They need us to look happy together. Like a real marriage.
I don't want them to know what our real situation.
Got that?
-What should I be doing? -Pretend to be excited.
Like you're in love. We'll laugh, walk together, and smile.
-We'll hold hands. -Hm.
-Okay. -And hey...
Another thing...
We have to try it.
-"Try it"? -Yeah.
We need to look close.
Oh. Yeah.
(clears throat)
(sighs)
-It's hard, Bian. -Of course it is.
You look unnatural. Can you do this?
We have to try. Or everyone will know that we've been lying.
Come here, here.
Closer.
Here, like this.
Do we have to hold each other's hands?
Come on, come on, come on. (sternly) Come on.
(sighs)
-Relax. -Okay.
Closer, there. Relax. Just smile, look natural.
Walk.
(chatter)
Bian. You're looking very good.
(giggling)
-Look at the married couple holding hands! -Um. Yes. We worked on it.
(laughs)
Bian, hey, your wife is real funny.
-WOMAN: Dear? -Coming!
-BIAN: Hey. -YASMIN: Hey! Here they are!
-Two of my favorite children. -You look great, Mom.
-Aw. Alhamdulillah. -Mhm.
-Do I really look great? -Yes, really, you do.
(laughs)
Oh, your father's been waiting for you,
-Go and see him. -Alright, I'll go say hello.
Mom, how are you? Healthy?
-Alhamdulillah. -Alhamdulillah.
I'm just grateful I'm doing well, unlike my poor friends who have cancer.
-Alhamdulillah, Mom. -Alhamdulillah.
We miss you a lot! You never come and visit us.
-He gets so busy with work, and all. -Bian is always like that, true.
Bian is independent, and he always likes to keep working.
-Is he making time for you, though? -Yeah, um...
Yeah, he likes to stay home. (Yasmin laughs)
Tari...
Does Bian treat you well?
MUCHTAR: Tari!
-Assalamualaikum, Dad. -ALL: Mualaikumsalam.
-TARI: Happy birthday to you. -Tari, good to see you.
Your arrival really makes me feel very de-lightning.
Delighted. That's not a word, there's no lightning.
(Mama Bian laughs) De-lightning.
-You're wrong. -Check it online!
-As usual. -It's a word!
TARI: Kinan!
-Always finding a reason to argue. -KINAN: Aw! Let me see!
You're looking gorgeous!
-Should we eat? -Oh yeah, I'm starving.
(laughs)
Oh, I love these. The photos turned out so beautiful.
I like this one.
KINAN: But why does the groom's smile look so gloomy?
-YASMIN: Is it? I don't think so. -KINAN: Yeah, look right here, Mom.
-See? His face was all mad. -I was nervous, that's all.
YASMIN: Of course he was nervous,
it was the day that he was getting married, after all.
See.
When it's her turn, then, we'll have to watch her, see how her face looks.
KINAN: No way. Even if Mom told me to shake hands with absolutely everyone,
I'd smile the whole time.
-Ask my dad. Dad! Come here a second. -Sounds great. Yes? We'll talk later.
Does Bian look angry?
My wedding day has to be big, at the hotel. Fully packed.
High glam, I won't have a boring wedding like Bian.
I mean there were only a few people there! That's a bit sad.
-Kinan! -MUCHTAR: Kinan!
-All right, let's eat our food. -Bless our food.
Bian, how is work going for you?
-Great, Alhamdulillah. -That's great.
And you, Tari?
-How's your business doing? -Thankfully, it's great.
Come and sell your things at my supermarket.
-Seriously? -MUCHTAR: Yes, seriously.
Your company is doing great. I saw it on the Internet.
If you put your products in my supermarket...
your company will grow to one of the biggest union companies in Indonesia.
Unicorn. (laughter)
MUCHTAR: A unicorn? Like the toy you had when you were a kid? With the horn?
KINAN: It's a start-up company that has a value of over a billion dollars, Dad.
Unicorn.
-I'll check it. -I swear, the both of you.
(laughter)
-Really, you're always arguing. -Hmm, you see it?
(laughter)
YASMIN: So Tari, Bian's not being a burden, is he?
No, Mom.
Uh, Bian actually doesn't want to bother me to make breakfast, or any meal.
YASMIN: Hmm.
I still make them anyways so he has something healthy to eat.
(chuckles)
Hey Bian.
Does Tari make good dishes?
They're great.
Tell us. What recipe of hers is your favorite?
Well, Tari... I like her...
-Fried rice. -Fried rice.
-And there's... Yeah. -Porridge of chicken.
When Bian is in a hurry to get to the office...
-I'll make him some toast. -Yeah, some toast.
-It's nice she cooks for you so much. -Of course.
I love everything she cooks.
Whatever it is, I'll finish it. Especially Soto Betawi.
-Yeah? -Yeah.
-Soto Betawi. -Soto Betawi.
(laughs)
(uncomfortable laughter)
-Come on, eat. -Okay.
Hello.
-Hey... -Happy birthday to you, Uncle.
-Aldi. Thank you very much. -ADLI: You're looking healthy.
-MUCHTAR: Why are you late? -Just a traffic jam, sorry.
-Hi, Aunty. -YASMIN: Hi. Glad you're here.
-Bro. -Oh, have you met Tari?
-Oh, yeah. -Bian's wife.
Yeah.
-Mom, Dad. -Ow!
Uh...
She's not feeling very well, so we're going to leave now. Sorry.
-Tari, are you feeling okay? -Oh no.
Well, I'm (clears throat) not well.
-Alright, Mom? -MUCHTAR: You have to stay healthy.
-Oh, I'm sorry, Dad. -Nothing to worry about.
-Assalamualaikum. Assalamualaikum. -Get some rest, okay?
-Get well, Tari. -Take care.
Feel better.
-Sit down. -Yes, Uncle.
It looks great!
TARI: Why did we leave so early? I feel bad for Mom and Dad.
I already told you. We show up, we eat, we go.
But we haven't eaten yet.
Was it Aldi?
Don't ever get close with Aldi.
-Why wouldn't I? Isn't he your cousin? -He knows about me and Sarah.
Knows what?
(sighs) Aldi introduced the two of us.
And he knew I was engaged to Sarah. He also knows I refused the matchmaking.
He knows a lot, doesn't he?
Aldi and I were close.
Does he know you're still meeting with that woman?
Mhm.
You better hope he doesn't say anything.
So I don't want you close, okay? Do not let him know about our agreement.
-But I want a gift, then. -A gift?
A gift for playing the role of a wife in a very joyful marriage.
Even though it isn't true.
Yeah, alright.
-Seriously? -Yeah.
What do you want? Bags?
Maybe shoes? Or jewelry?
Come shopping with me right now.
We need more supplies. (Bian sighs)
Alright.
(low murmuring of customers)
-You done? -Almost done.
-Bian, get the cart? -You just have to push it.
I'm tired.
(sighs)
Hey, why are there only things for you here?
I have no idea what you want from here. So I got you nothing.
I'll get it myself, then.
(sighs)
Hey, Bian, hold on! (Bian scoffs)
-Wanna eat? -No, we're leaving now.
But I'm hungry.
-We can order food at the house. -But I was hoping for yakiniku.
(sighs) If you want. What about the groceries?
We can put them in the car and go eat.
Alright, go to the restaurant, I'll take these out.
-Are you serious? -Yes! (sighs)
(low chatter)
First thing tomorrow morning. I'll call this into the mechanic that I use, okay?
Again, I'm very sorry.
-You'll call me later, right? -Yes. Bright and early tomorrow.
Next time, be careful.
(sighs)
BIAN: I told you not to drive so fast.
I'm glad you weren't hurt.
I only drive fast like that when I start to feel down.
I haven't seen much of you lately, so I got lonely.
I'll follow you home.
Let's eat first?
Okay. Let's go.
-Be careful. -SARAH: Yes.
-Promise? -SARAH: I'm with you. So I'll be careful.
(chuckles)
(ringing)
Hi, Bian. Assalamualaikum.
-What happened? -Sarah just called me, she needed me.
-I'm taking her to dinner. -Oh.
-Eat on your own, okay? -Okay.
Assalamualai... (dial tone)
Sorry, ma'am, we're about to close.
-Alright. -Thank you.
(crying)
We need to talk.
Tomorrow, I'm tired.
-Hold on, Bian. -Stop it!
I want to talk again about our marriage agreement again.
Just the agreement, then?
I want you to stop going to see that woman.
Sarah?
-Please stop visiting her. -I'm not gonna.
-But why not? -Why would I?
-Because anyone could find out! -Not a chance.
-And both of us are careful. -Bian...
What if your mother and father see you?
Or anyone else who knows that we're married?
-I'll figure it out. -You can't keep on with these excuse!
What do you want from me, huh?!
Bian, I know that this was arranged for us.
You may have been forced to marry, but I wasn't.
That sounds like it's your problem, all right?
-This is a sacred pact. -This marriage is a fake.
It was forced upon us!
You gave me one year, right?
For as long as we are married to each other,
For that year, can you treat me like I'm your wife?
And also honor my family.
I'm not asking a lot.
-I have to think. -You have to think?
If you want to be done with me, go to the court and get the papers started, alright?
File for divorce!
(crying)
-Mrs. Darmi... -Yeah?
Can you mop outside?
There's nothing but grass, Mr. Bian.
Um...
What Bian is saying is that he'd like to speak with me alone.
Oh, so you don't want me to overhear?
-Yeah, that's it. -Alright, alright, alright...
(sighs)
-I decided to do what you ask me. -To never meet that woman again?
In public places. Where we can be seen.
-And if you do? -I won't.
-But if you do? -I'm not going to.
If you break it, I'll need compensation.
What do you want?
The point is, you'll have to compensate me for it.
All right. Deal. It won't happen, though. We're both careful.
Okay, we'll see.
-Why the bag, are you leaving? -I'm going out.
You can't! My aunt and uncle are on their way!
Wait, your family is visiting today? You didn't tell me!
-"I'm telling you now." -Well, I'm going.
-Don't, please. -My friends are waiting for me.
Please, will you cancel? This is the first time they're visiting us.
-Give them my regards. -Bian...
-Assalamualaikum! -Assalamualaikum!
Mualaikumsalam!
(laughter)
Mualaikumsalam.
-Uncle, Aunty. -Hey, Bian! Well, well, well...
-Uncle! -There she is, there's our girl.
-Bian, how have you been? -I'm doing well, thank you.
-Oh, well, what's this? -Well, well, well, what's this...?
She's an adult, but still a bit clingy.
-(hushed) Your husband is watching you. -Alright, alright.
BIAN: Tari, they're tired. Invite them in.
Bian, are you leaving? Why do you have your bag on, huh?
It's nothing.
-I'm... -PAKDE: We have other bags.
-PAKDE: Out in front. -Oh, yeah.
Whose bags are these?
Ah, well, it's mine and my wife's, of course.
Those are our bags. We wanted to spend the evening with you both.
Tonight, Uncle?
-If that's alright? -You can, of course you can!
Yeah!
PAKDE: Well, it's the home of our own children after all.
BUDE (quietly): But we still should have asked them before we...
PAKDE: Alright, alright.
TARI: Okay, okay, please come on in! Would you like a drink?
-PAKDE: Ah, yes, please, please. -TARI: Hot or cold?
-PAKDE: Nice here, looks good. -TARI: Mrs. Darmi!
-DARMI: Yes? -TARI: Come here, please.
-Ow! Oh, my dang back... I'll survive. -Get comfortable.
Uncle, Aunty, I just need a minute.
-Alright. -Yeah, yeah, yeah, okay.
-Could you get some drinks? -Alright.
-Yes. Hot. I appreciate it. -I'll get your drinks for you right away.
-And you? -And I would like the same.
-Okay. -No ice in it, though.
-Of course. -I'm too old for that.
(laughs)
(sighs)
(hushed) You never said they were staying.
-(hushed) I don't know, Bian. -Huh?
-Well, should they leave? -That's just rude!
-Where will they sleep at? -The second room, right?
And you'll be where?
(gasps) Oh no, what a mess! How will we get all of my stuff out?
Who cares?
If they notice my things in there,
what if they figure out we're staying apart from each other?
Tari, this is your fault!
So what the Hell! Tell me!
-BUDE: So the side terrace is over there. -PAKDE: Oh...
-Over there, that's the kitchen... -Big old kitchen!
-Yeah, just stay there for a minute. -Oh?
TARI: You know, let Mrs. Darmi clean it first.
BUDE: Oh, don't worry.
Rest for a while, please enjoy your drink, okay?
PAKDE: But I'm almost done.
-I'll call her; (yells) Mrs Darmi! -I'd be happy to get more water.
Please sit down for there, just for a minute.
-I'll get some water. -I think it's bad for your uncle.
You know, I know Mrs. Darmi is coming.
-BUDE: Where is your husband, anyway? -TARI: My husband's in the toilet.
-You know how men are. -This house is really comfy.
-We'll bring you some of the cake. -Tell her about that show you like.
Oh, yeah that's a great idea.
Very good. I want to know everything about it.
Do you want to see if it's on? I'll turn on the tv. Or maybe not?
PAKDE: I'm fine.
-Hmm, this is really nice. -Good cake.
-PAKDE: Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah. -BUDE: Oh, there's lung in this.
-The broth, thank you, thank you. -Save some for them.
Yeah.
-I think a little bit of this, too. -That's enough, let them take some now.
Yeah. (Pakde hums)
-Well. Let's try it. Time to eat! -Here Bian, I'll serve you.
-How is it? -(gasps) Wonderful.
Oh, your cooking is so delicious, Tari.
-(laughs) Alhamdulillah. -I miss your cooking so much, Tari.
Her cooking hasn't been as good, ever since you moved out of the house.
Eh? What's that?
-Well, it's true. -Is that how it is?
You sure have been gaining weight, even though the cooking is bad.
PAKDE: Okay fine, it's delicious, nevermind.
BUDE: If it wasn't any good you would have left me by now.
(Tari laughs) Well, now.
-Bian, try some. -Try some, Bian, eat up.
-PAKDE: Taste it, come on, come on! -BUDE: Yeah!
-How is it, Bian? Bian. It's good, right? -BIAN: Very.
Very good, Uncle.
-PAKDE: See? -BUDE: Yes, it's really delicious.
(hushed) Is it really?
It's great, honey.
(chuckles)
He called her "honey."
(laughs)
Thank you, ma'am.
(Bian chuckles nervously) BUDE: Delicious!
-This way, Aunty. -BUDE: Alright.
TARI: Please come on in.
Whose room is this one?
TARI: Uh, this is just a guest room.
-But I like to use it sometimes. -Oh.
Yeah.
With you and Bian... is everything going alright?
Of course! Bian is sweet.
-Also his family is kind. -Alhamdulillah.
I thought that maybe, since your marriage was arranged,
that you would struggle to make it fit. I'm glad I was wrong.
You're both doing so well.
Not like me in the beginning.
After we were married, we both slept in separate rooms.
Wait, are you serious?
(chuckles) It's the honest truth, Tari.
My marriage to your uncle was arranged as well.
Really, it was?
You and Uncle seemed so happy together, though.
That's how we are now.
But oh! I refused to even give your uncle a smile, despite how kind he was.
-DARMI: Here you go, sir. Mr. Bian. -PAKDE: Thank you for that, Mrs. Darmi.
There we go. (grunts)
DARMI: Excuse me. I need to go home, Mr. Bian, sir.
-Alright. Thank you, Mrs. Darmi. -Yes, thank you, ma'am.
-DARMI: Assalamualaikum. -MEN: Mualaikumsalam.
-(sighs) Bian. -Yes, Uncle?
PAKDE: At last, I can say that I'm relieved.
Being here, seeing both you and Tari, how well you're doing.
Loving each other. I was worried about you.
Because your marriage was an arranged one.
I was worried. (chuckles)
Your uncle loves me so very much. He's shown me love with all of his heart.
Everything that I ever wanted, I could ask him for.
He would always make sure that it happened for me.
Anything I want, he always gets it for me.
There is only one thing that he outright refused to get for me.
-What was it? -I asked him to divorce me, Tari.
Oh.
And what he said is that getting a divorce is the (hushed) whisper of the Devil.
And the Devil always loves making couples get divorced because of that.
True.
PADKE: Did Tari ever tell you about the death of her parents?
Just a... Just a bit.
So when she was a young girl, her family was in an accident. A bad one.
They collided with a truck on the freeway to Jagorawi.
And if I'm not mistaken, Tari was a freshman in high school.
It left her traumatized for a whole year. Tari wouldn't get in a car.
But after a while, thanks to the grace of God, the fear disappeared.
(sighs) When I think about it...
I feel sorry for her.
BUDE: At last, finally, I decided to open my heart for your uncle.
It's because he was very kind and gentle. He is really one of a kind.
He's patient. While I've always had a temper on me, and I can be whiny.
Goodness, my attitude was really terrible.
And it was then that I realized that I was in love with your uncle truly.
And I'm still in love to this day.
PAKDE: Bian, you know that...
we weren't blessed with children, your Aunty and I.
I know, Uncle.
Well, no matter. Tari has very much become a daughter to us.
Honestly I'm grateful. Whenever I see her now... I just feel glad.
It was the right choice for you to be her husband.
Yes, Uncle.
PAKDE: The concerns I had when I put Tari in your care; those are laid to rest.
The two of you are perfectly fine.
It's apparent now that Tari is very well taken care of with you.
-That makes me happy, too. -If God wills it.
BUDE: Tari. Alhamdulillah. I'm glad you are both doing fine.
The important thing is to stay together in the same bed.
Stay close to each other.
-This coffee is really good. -Yes. Please enjoy.
PAKDE: Wow, wow, wow, wow... Look at these two.
BUDE: I feel so envious looking at you two, you're such a perfect couple.
-Doing absolutely everything together. -Oh?
(laughs) I'd be careful with what you say.
Whenever I try to help you with anything, you always say that I do everything wrong.
-BUDE: Yes, but the thing... -PAKDE: It's better you do it yourself.
BUDE: You make such a mess of everything! How can I not blame you?
I want everything to be clean and spotless! But you just never think!
-Look at the way your aunty talks. -BUDE: But it's true, you can't deny it.
You're just making things up. Your aunty and I need to get some sleep.
-Of course, please rest. -My eyes are very scratchy and tired.
Time to lie down. Oh, getting old is a drag.
-More so your aunty. -You're both still young.
PAKDE: Oh, we're not young!
-I am still young. -Don't act like we are.
-Alright. Today was such a great day! -Alright.
Enough with all the small talk. I'm heading to bed.
-Good night! -BUDE: Sorry for being noisy.
-PAKDE: Dear. -Yeah, yeah, yeah.
It's really funny, to see them like that. (laughs)
Tari.
Yeah, Bian?
-What do you do for work? -TARI: Oh, me?
At work, I sell frozen food.
-Frozen food? -Yes.
What do you make in a month?
It depends on sales, you know how it is.
-What's the average amount, then? -On average...
-Around 700. -Thousand?
Million.
-Wait, really? -Yes.
-Selling frozen food? -That's the total earnings, though.
How did you manage that?
Well, I guess... You know, I've done it for a really long time.
-And there's a lot of resellers. -700 million a month.
-Why do you drive that car? (laughs) -There's nothing wrong with my car.
Get a new one.
It works fine, I don't need a new one. I bought it after saving up a whole year.
-Cash. -You paid in cash?
-Mhm. -But, why?
If I can pay cash, why shouldn't I?
If you pay with credit, you won't need cash.
We have different opinions. When I want to buy something, I have to think for ages.
I have to decide if it's a want, or a need.
Complicated.
Well, then.
-Aren't you tired? -No, I still got dishes to wash.
-Goodnight. -Yeah.
(hushed) What should I do?
Hey Bian...
Bian, wake up.
Wake up, Bian.
Hey, wake up, Bian, it's dawn prayer. (Bian groans)
Why are you here?
I forgot.
-Uncle is waiting for you downstairs. -Uncle?
Mhm. You said that you'd pray with him at the mosque.
(sleepily) He can pray while he's at home today.
You need to go pray at the mosque as a man, okay? A woman can pray at home, Bian.
Would you rather be a man or a woman?
(yawning) Yeah, yeah.
So bossy. (Tari laughs)
C'mon, you can do it.
Wash first, it'll wake you. Okay? (Bian groans)
-BIAN: Uncle. -Oh, there he is.
-Have you been waiting long? -Not too long. We are still early.
-We better head to the mosque now. -Yes.
PAKDE: So that we can do the Sunnah prayer at dawn.
-Yes, the Sunnah prayer. -PAKDE: Assalamualaikum, Tari.
Mualaikumsalam.
-What is the Sunnah prayer? -Two rakat of Sunnah prayer before dawn.
-Yeah, okay, bye. -"Okay, bye"?
-"Assalamualaikum." -Assalamualaikum.
Mualaikumsalam.
(chuckles)
(groans)
-PAKDE: Bian. -Yes, Uncle?
This mosque is so beautiful.
-Just beautiful! -BIAN: Beautiful, isn't it?
-PAKDE: Luxurious. -BIAN: Yes.
Do you often pray here often?
All the time, Uncle. Every day.
-Oh, that's good. -A regular visitor.
-Regular visitor. -Yes.
-Assalamualaikum... -Mualaikumsalam.
-Oh! You were the one leading the prayer! -Yes, I was!
-Well, your voice is amazing! -(laughs) What Allah has willed!
Your first visit here? I don't remember seeing you.
You wouldn't, I'm just a guest here today.
Oh!
I'm with this one. He says he's a regular visitor here.
-Mr...? -It's Bian, Mr. Ustad.
-You wouldn't forget me, would you? -Oh, he comes here everyday!
Of course I can't, Bian. (laughs)
-Oh! -BIAN: Number 65, you know.
-Number 65? Yes. -BIAN: Okay.
Well, he must have forgotten me because his congregation is huge.
-Oh yes, for sure. -Mr. Ustad can't remember everyone.
-Anyway, I'd like to... -We'll be leaving now!
Assalamualaikum.
-Assalamualaikum. -Mualaikumsalam.
Who was that man?
-All right. -(laughs) All right.
-Hey, Bian, thank you. -Yes Uncle?
It was very kind of you to have the both of us stay the night at your place.
-Your house is lovely. -You're welcome, Uncle.
You know that our home is your home as well.
Oh? (both laugh)
-Aunty... -What is it, my dear?
I'm going to miss you so much.
Well, if you miss me so much, you'll have to visit me.
-Or I can visit you again. -Oh yes, yes sir.
Okay, alright?
Take care of your health, okay?
-Got it. You too. Make sure you eat well. -And please call me.
BUDE: Of course! Every day! Just don't get tired of me! (laughs)
-Uncle. -PAKDE: Take care of Tari, okay.
-Of course, Uncle, as God wills. -PAKDE: Goodbye.
BUDE: Stay healthy, Tari, alright?
-BUDE: Don't forget to pray. -TARI: Okay.
-TARI: Assalamualaikum... -BUDE: Mualaikumsalam.
-Look after her okay. -I will, Aunty.
BUDE: Thank you, Bian.
-Assalamualaikum... -BUDE: Mualaikumsalam.
PAKDE: Don't be sad, Tari, okay? We'll see you again soon.
-Take care, Uncle, please. -PAKDE: Of course.
-PAKDE: Be well. -You as well.
PAKDE: My goodness. (chuckles)
-Assalamualaikum. -BOTH: Mualaikumsalam.
(groans)
(sighs)
Now we're even.
What do you mean "even?"
You've pretended to be my wife at dad's birthday.
And now I've pretended to be your husband, for your aunt and uncle.
It wasn't pretending for me, Bian.
-I'm leaving. -Where are you going?
-I'm meeting up with Sarah. -(quietly) Allah forgive us...
What for?
Do you think since we slept in the same bed, that means that we're together?
Don't forget. We have a marriage agreement, yeah?
-I don't understand, Bian. -If you won't accept it, that's just fine.
You know what? Get the papers now from the court. Go get our divorce started.
(sighs)
(crying)
(Bian grunts) Bian! Dear God, what happened? Bian?!
-What's wrong, does it taste bad? -I'm just not hungry.
-Want me to feed you? -Mhm.
KINAN: People always say
that if a husband and wife come to a family event on their own...
it's a warning sign for their marriage. Or worse. A red flag.
AMI: Oh, whoa! (screams)
-SARAH: May I see Bian? -Sorry, who are you?
-Sarah. -Goodness!
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