IMAM: One individual decides to marry another. His choice is A.
But his destined bride is different.
PREVIOUSLY
Allah has decided his destiny. Which is for him to be with her.
He has to accept Allah know what is best.
ALDI: Sarah please, let go of Bian. You're both better than that.
SARAH: Don't ever expect to see me again!
TARI: But she will always come first.
And maybe it's about time I accept how hopeless it's been between us.
But the hardest thing is that I can't hate you since I've fallen in love with you.
Tari...
Oh no, morning prayer.
(ding)
(groan)
(sigh) It's too late again.
Allah, forgive me. Tari.
She didn't wake me for prayer.
Tari.
(clears throat)
Tari?
TARI: Are you willing to put Sarah behind you?
I'm leaving until you find the answer.
-Tar. -Assalamualaikum.
Tari. Tari.
TARI: I'm trying, the best that I can. Since we married,
I always pray that your heart, could have some room in it.
I can't keep doing this anymore.
I really can't.
Mrs. Darmi.
What's for-
TARI: Hey, Bian. Try this. I've been experimenting with Soto Betawi. Try it.
-BIAN: Have you seen my towel? -TARI: Towel... I washed it, but it's-
-I'll go grab one for you. -BIAN: You washed it?
Yeah.
TARI: I bought it after saving up a whole year, cash.
-BIAN: You bought it in cash? -TARI: Mm-hmm.
BIAN: But why?
TARI: Well, if I can pay cash, why shouldn't I?
BIAN: If you pay with credit, you won't need cash.
TARI: When I want to buy something, I have to think it over for ages.
I have to decide if it's a want or a need first.
BIAN: Don't forget. We have a marriage agreement.
If you won't accept it, that's just fine. Go get our divorce started.
YASMIN: I'd be very happy if you'd marry Tari.
Will you do it?
BIAN -- TARI, IT'S BEEN A WEEK. HOW ARE YOU?
WHEN WILL YOU BE HOME? I MISS YOUR SOTO BETAWI.
EPISODE 5 GOODBYE MY LOVE
BIAN: There are two, or three corrections to the final installment.
So just make sure that you're all
repairing any issues that you find as you go. Okay? Any questions?
Oh, sir.
The prayer break, let's return to this after.
-FOREMAN: Yeah? -Yeah, c'mon.
Alhamdulillah, Mr. Bian has found Allah.
Hurry, hurry, let's pray, come on.
(doorbell)
(sighs)
-Assalamualaikum. -Wa‘alaikumus salam.
How's your shoulder?
Uh...
It's healing now.
Are you hungry? I brought you Soto Betawi.
Have a seat, I'll make it.
I figured you'd bring ramen.
Ramen, why? Don't you like Soto Betawi?
It's okay, sounds alright.
Besides, I'm sure whatever you bring for me is good, right?
How are things going at work?
Alright, alhamdulillah.
When will you be starting again?
This week.
But honestly I think I'm a little too scared to drive yet.
Just be safe and order a taxi online.
(clears throat)
-Let's eat. -Okay.
-Bian. -Hmm?
Um, what?
Something seems wrong.
It's nothing.
It's just Tari.
What about Tari?
She left the house.
What happened?
She asked to pick, between you and her.
(chuckling) But that's good, though.
(sigh)
Did you tell her that you and I will be getting married soon?
-What's up! -Ah, come on, you surprised me.
You look bored.
Your friend, over there.
She looks real troubled. Like she just lost a soccer bet, you know?
You always lose your bets on Germany. Just bet on France.
Oh. I get it. I'll tell her you said that. I'd go with Germany, though, I think.
Oh my goodness. Wow, daydreaming must be your hobby, huh?
Hey! Psst. Btari Hapsari, always daydreaming.
What is it? Look, even my skater friends are worrying. Quit acting like this.
Acting like this will just push Bian, to get even closer to that woman.
You know that.
He might bring her to your home. Just think.
Oh, well, thank you, that's such helpful advice.
-Mm-hmm. -Mm-hmm.
Smiling while being vicious. (laugh)
Hey, you said something awful first.
Yeah, my bad, sorry. Hey, know what?
You're not allowed to go out without approval from your husband.
Bian said I could go out.
He did not. Right? I bet that your husband didn't get a choice.
He needs to make a decision and choose either me or her.
Ah-ha! You keep making it a simple choice for Bian,
he'll just spend more time with the woman and choose her instead.
-Believe it, Tari. -You think so?
Well, yeah!
-I can tell that you miss the guy. -I don't.
Ooooh. You're too proud, aren't you? That's silly,
-you miss that guy. -I do not!
Of course you do, yeah.
How much longer will you keep staying mad? You wanna stay my permanent guest?
You wanna be a Betawi, I can teach you silat. Let's go. Huh?
Assalamualaikum.
-KINAN AND YASMIN: Wa‘alaikumus salam. -MUCHTAR: Wa‘alaikumus salam.
-BIAN: Here's the fertilizer. -KINAN: Whoa! Ooh.
-(grunt) Is this some new trend? -Some trend? What do you mean, trend?
-You're- -Everyone else is copying my trend, Bian.
All my plants and I have been together for ages.
Here. See? How long have I been carefully nurturing those "Sundel Bolong" things?
(chuckle)
They're not called Sundel Bolong Dad, they're called janda bolong.
-Sundel Bolong. -It's called janda bolong.
(laughter)
I will prove it.
-How's that? -I'll get my phone. Internet.
She's wrong.
(chuckle)
-BIAN: As always. -Yeah.
(chuckle)
He's wrong, so he won't show us the search results.
(laughter)
-YASMIN: Bian. -Hmm.
How's your wife been doing? I miss her lots.
Very good. She's just been busy.
She's been...
just making preparations with her outlets, and a bunch of her seminars, too.
YASMIN: Mhm.
-You worried about us? -YASMIN: No, it's nothing.
Just making sure you're doing alright.
We're good.
Hey it's important for Bian to be nice to Tari,
so she doesn't end up poisoning you. No joke.
-What's that mean? -Kinan!
BIAN: You're always like this.
(chuckling)
Ah, your wife isn't back yet, eh?
Not yet.
-Mr. Bian, can I tell you a secret? -Hm?
What secret?
Something I saw, some time ago, but I said nothing.
Well Bian, I feel it's something that you should know.
Wait here.
Mhm.
This is for you, it was Mrs. Tari wishing you a happy birthday.
A present?
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MY HUSBAND.
DARMI: Mrs. Tari had prepared a wonderful party for you, Mr. Bian.
-She always tries her best. -Yeah.
You're so lucky to have found a wife like Tari.
I hurt her so much.
Feeling bad won't change it, sir. And so you keep fighting for it!
-She left me here. -Well, then go and look for her!
Where would I start?
You're lame, Mr. Bian! Do I know more than you do?
Check her social media sir. Look.
(laughing) Thank you.
(sighing)
AMI: For our next speaker, if you'd please welcome my friend,
and the owner of the most successful online bakery in Indonesia today.
My best friend, Btari Hapsari.
(muted) Btari Hapsari...
-Btari Hapsari, you're on. -Oh, right now? Sorry, sorry, sorry.
(chuckle)
You're no fun at all.
I kept calling, "Btari Hapsari." "Btari Hapsari." No answer.
I'm sorry, I am. I've been feeling so stressed.
AMI: If you're feeling stressed, go talk to your husband.
-Don't avoid him like this, it's not good. -BIAN: Tari!
-Go to the car, okay? I'll see you soon. -Alright, I'm going. Yeesh.
Tari, come back.
-You didn't reply to my messages. -No I didn't.
I realize it now.
You're the best wife I could ask for.
You should've worn that from the beginning.
BIAN: Tari.
Are you willing to leave that woman?
You can't have us both, Bian.
I want to be with you forever, Tari.
-So you'll be leaving her? -I'm not abandoning her, Tari, I can't.
She sacrificed everything, too.
Okay.
You always used to tell me this.
"If you don't like it, go down to the Religious Court and tell them that."
"'Go and file for divorce!"
And now I'm considering that option.
SARAH -- MISSED VOICE CALL (12) ALDI -- MISSED VOICE CALL (5)
ALDI -- SARAH FELL IN THE BATHROOM. SHE INJURED HER HEAD, SHE FAINTED.
(doorbell)
Sarah?
Just let her rest.
Sarah called me earlier. Really upset.
She didn't know who else to call but me.
You weren't answering.
I was with Tari.
Does Tari know you're here?
Her hand is very weak.
She just slipped and was...
bleeding.
I brought her to the hospital.
-Someone needs to care for Sarah. -You don't think I can?
I don't, Bian. You have to choose.
Even if one gets hurt, you need to end this.
I can't leave Sarah like this, especially now she's hurt.
-Then you end things with Tari. -I won't do that!
Are you a polygamist?
Hm?
You'll tell your mom? Your family will have to know.
I can't imagine they'll let you do this. Especially Tari.
I don't know.
PADKE: So during the whole month of Ramadan,
you would like to be with Aunty and me here?
Why, though? Won't Bian miss you? Where's he at?
Just stop, stop, my dear, stop, stop pestering, stop, stop. There.
Oh, boy.
You should try to be more patient. Of course you can stay here, dear.
Your uncle is really pleased that you would come to see us.
At each and every Sahur, how he misses you making all of his food.
It's true, you know.
Tari's cooking is always delicious,
especially when it's compared with other food.
Your aunty's cooking is always lacking something, I keep saying.
Elaborate.
-Salt, um... -You can always add more in!
Alright, okay, hey, hey, hey. Fine, I'm sorry I said anything about it.
Of course, during Ramadan, she can stay with us here.
Ahh, good!
Why don't you go up to your room?
Get freshened up and get settled in with your things, alright?
Remember to pray first if you haven't and I'll come get you when supper is ready?
Okay.
-BUDE: Alright? -Go ahead, Tari. You just go relax. Go.
Okay.
-(hushed) Dear... -Hm?
...what's going on with her?
Just don't ask her that yet. Tari can tell us or she can not,
it's her decision though, not yours. You're so nosy, shame on you!
-I wasn't trying to be- -You're doing it now, hush up!
Salt.
-What about salt? -Are we out? No, dear.
WORKER: Mr. Bian, I'm heading out.
Mr. Bian, here is your meal for Sahur, alright?
You're gonna eat at your place, huh?
No, I'll eat here.
I better go, get home before too long. (chuckles) The wife made dinner.
-Assalamualaikum. -BIAN: Wa‘alaikumus salam.
-I wonder if Bian had his meal already. -What? What was that?
Oh, it's nothing. Uh... Uncle, don't forget to say your fasting prayer.
-YASMIN: Let's eat Tari. -Oh sure, right. You prayed already?
-YASMIN: I prayed last night, remember? -Oh, right, of course.
Mmm. Let's eat then.
BIAN -- WHERE ARE YOU? YOU HAVEN'T BEEN HOME AFTER A WEEK OF RAMADHAN?
I'M DOING SAHUR ALONE, NO ONE HAS PREPARED IFTAR FOR ME.
PADKE: I'll pray and then let's eat.
YASMIN: Alright, I'll serve the food.
How's fasting been going for you? Good so far?
Mhm.
Yeah, it's good.
Come here if you want after fasting all day.
If you break your fast while you're here,
I'll make sure there's plenty of stuff for you.
A kebab?
I mean I'm not great at making a lot of food besides some, like,
you know frozen food, and fried eggs of course.
We don't need to make anything really, I can just order delivery.
-Mhm. -SARAH: It'll get here fast.
It's nearly dusk. Do you have a prayer mat?
I do.
-Since when? -Hmm?
-Praying? -Mhm-hmm.
Seems weird, huh?
You should join me for prayer. Come on.
Alright.
I'll find my mukena alright? Wait here.
You should know where it is.
(murmured chatter)
Where is Bian? He hasn't answered any calls.
-And I've texted him as well. -I know, I haven't heard from-
Is Bian still not here?
Because they're not answering my calls, not Tari, not Bian.
Uh, maybe they're not able to get any, um, signal right now, Mom.
So they're not going to attend?
Whatever.
And after I prepared some delicious 'tangkil'
that was supposed to be a treat for us all.
(chuckles) 'Takjil', you're wrong.
-It's "tangkil", Kinan. -The food for Iftar, right?
-Yeah. -Takjil.
(murmured conversation)
-Assalamualaikum. -MUCHTAR AND KINAN: Wa'alaikumus salam.
There you are.
We've been trying to contact you.
-Bian -BIAN: Yeah?
Where have you been Bian? You weren't answering my calls,
and neither of your cellphones were on, I was worried sick.
Uh, so, Tari, her phone's not working.
But she told me to tell you she couldn't come because, she's busy.
She's been, slammed with orders for fried bread lately. It's fasting month.
-How about some Iftar for you? -Was just gonna have water.
-Well, get some food. -Alright.
-I made a lot of 'tangkil' tonight. -KINAN: Let's go.
Does he mean takjil?
(traditional prayer)
HAPPY EID-UL-FITR 2021
(crowd chattering)
TARI: Minal Aidzin wal fa idzin, Aunty.
YASMIN: Aw, thank you. Bless you my sweet Tari. Please forgive me.
Forgive any mistakes I've made, dear.
-YASMIN: And me as well. -Forgive me please, dear.
-Minal Aidzin wal fa idzin, Uncle. -PADKE: Tari.
Forgive my mistakes.
PADKE: And you'll forgive me for my mistakes, yes?
-Let's go back home now dear. -Yeah.
Oh, we'll have to stop and celebrate, (phone notification)
we need to go and visit our neighbors before we go home.
PADKE: Yes, good idea.
BIAN -- TARI, FORGIVE ME FOR ANY MISTAKES I HAVE MADE AGAINST YOU.
(phone notification)
TARI -- LIKEWISE BIAN. FORGIVE ME FOR ANY MISTAKES.
(doorbell)
Hi.
Minal Aidzin wal fa idzin ya. Forgive me love.
Hey, know what? You're the first visitor I've had today.
I was in the area.
Wait, I have some cookies that Aldi sent me.
No thanks. I just need a minute.
What's wrong, are you feeling alright Bian?
I have something to tell you.
Regarding us.
Regarding us?
Oh goodness, Bi, our year will be just about over soon!
I can't be with you any longer Sarah.
I don't want to leave Tari. I won't be leaving Tari.
I'm sorry.
So what you mean is,
you're abandoning me?
I can't do that to my mom, and I won't divorce Tari.
We've been together for so long.
I've been waiting all year like you asked of me, Bian.
I waited a year.
You said that we would get married and now it seems all I waited for was this?
(sobs) Huh?
-I was wrong. -All your promises are lies, now, Bian!
It's not your fault. I shouldn't have done that to you.
Promising that I would still marry you, it was wrong.
-Forgive me. I know it's my fault. -Simple for you, then, huh?
(shaky breathing) Simple to leave me, Bian? Huh?
(sobbing)
(crying)
(wailing)
You shouldn't be sad on Eid al-Fitr.
(sniffling)
(sniffs) How did you know that I was out here?
You didn't answer my texts. My calls went unanswered.
Eid is important. I just wanted us to touch base.
I'm sorry for that.
I wasn't ready to talk about it.
So, what now?
How long will this go on Sarah?
How long are you going to stay depressed?
Bian is already happy with his wife.
Don't keep waiting, Sarah.
(shaky breathing) He swore that we'd get married, Aldi.
You're not the Sarah I knew at school.
She was sweet, and she was strong.
You've changed so much, Sarah.
I know that Bian was wrong.
He shouldn't have made you wait for him like that. But the past can't be changed.
And Bian realized he was wrong already.
And it's time you realized it.
IMAM: Remember not to be pious on your own.
Invite all others to join with you and be pious in your company,
to be joyful in it along with you.
A simple way to do this, is to invite our husbands, to be pious at our sides.
Don't leave your husband by himself. If we truly love our husbands like we say...
...I'm sure you agree, we want to be together in this world here, and the next.
But what if you've tried inviting him
and he still doesn't want to be close with Allah, SWT?
Just keep trying, keep on trying. Do your best. Keep praying as much as you can.
What does Allah SWT say? Whenever someone asks where I am, say that I am near.
I answer the prayer of anyone who believes in and prays to Allah SWT,
because as long as we put our trust and faith in Allah
and follow the commands of what he says,
then know that Allah will hear your prayers, and Allah will always help you.
Aunty, thank you. Uncle, thank you for allowing me to stay here during Ramadan.
All the way up until Eid.
BUDE: Why wouldn't we be glad to have you? This, is your place, as well.
So come home as often as you want to, I mean it.
-Right sweetie? -Well, of course.
Would you answer a question if I asked you?
Go ahead. What's your question?
Is your marriage having any trouble, Tari?
PADKE: Tari.
Every marriage has its own kinds of tribulations.
You can't just run, from these kinds of troubles, as you know.
The more you try to avoid the problem,
the bigger and bigger that problem will become.
So face it, bravely. You need to sit and speak with honesty. And with a clear head.
Mhm?
BUDE: Your uncle and I understand.
You wouldn't feel right talking about it with us two.
Because you're afraid that we would worry over you.
But, Tari, I want to make sure you know...
that we're always both praying, that you should have all of the happiness.
(sizzling)
(heavy breathing) (distant car engine)
(car door shutting)
Tari.
Uhh... may I come inside?
There's something important I have to say to you Bian.
What's the matter?
I have sincerely decided to let you go now.
That's what you wanted, isn't it?
Yeah. But I mean, I just wanted to know that you'd be alright.
I'm definitely alright. Don't worry about anything.
Sarah.
I feel awful, I'm sorry that I hurt you.
Yeah, you've definitely hurt me now.
If you hadn't pushed, and made me sit around and wait...
...and hadn't convinced me to stay with you...
...I would feel less shattered right now.
(heavy breathing)
I tried to just move on when you got married.
But you didn't let go.
Now I really believe it's time for me to leave you.
I'm engaged.
Engaged?
Who's the lucky man?
He's always there for support before I even know it.
And we've known each other for a long time.
Aldi?
ALDI: And Bian realized he was wrong already.
-And it's time you realized it. -And how should I move on? Hmm?
Bian was my entire life, and so, there's no one who loves me anymore.
You're not alone, Sarah. I love you.
Sarah, let's get married.
I knew you would be surprised.
But before you started going out with Bian, I knew I was in love with you.
I swear to you, I won't do anything to hurt you.
And I swear, I'll make you happy every day.
Will you marry me?
(shaky breathing)
How come?
Why didn't I know?
He's very good at keeping feelings secret.
And you're in love with Aldi?
I will be, I think.
Sarah.
Thanks.
You're welcome, Bian.
(shaky laugh)
So I guess you think you're done now that you've said thank you?
You don't have any water or food to offer, is that it?
How about you make me a farewell noodle dish? Like instant? (chuckles)
-You make it taste good. -I will gladly.
-(shaky breaths) -(sighs)
BIAN: Thanks again, Sarah.
SARAH: Thank you, too. For some amazing noodles,
(Bian laughs)
especially crafted for me by the hands of an international chef.
-BIAN: Thank you. -SARAH: Bye.
BIAN: Bye.
BIAN: Tari.
Tari...
Tari! Tari, listen to me. (car starts)
Please listen to me. Tari, please open up.
It's not what you think it is, I promise. Tari, open the door!
Tari!
Tari...
(crying)
(phone notification)
TARI -- I WANT US TO SEPARATE!
(heavy breathing)
(crying)
(heavy breathing) Where is she?
-Assalamualaikum to you. -Where's Tari?
No small talk or "Congratulations, Aldi?"
Okay, you got Sarah, alright? Now I could lose Tari.
If you play with fire you're eventually going to get burned.
Her and I are both in a bad situation right now, okay?
You don't like me, and that's fine.
We can deal with it another day.
In your message you said you'd help me.
Please, I'm begging you.
-Tell me where Tari is. -Okay.
Since you are begging now, I'll admit to you...
I don't actually know.
-You're wasting my time. -Bian.
Here.
(calls) Ami!
What is he doing here? (calls) Hey, don't you record me, I'm warning you now!
-BIAN: Mi, Mi, I need to talk to you! -AMI: No, no, no, no! No way!
AMI: Don't even think about coming near me, go away!
BIAN: Please, just help me.
-Leave me alone! Just leave! -Come on, Mi, just - Mi!
-Ouch! -BIAN: Oh, no!
-That hurt! -Mi, are you alright?
-Didn't you just see me fall? Huh? -Mi, you have to help me!
Why are you asking me? You're looking around for Tari, right?
-No way. No way, not happening, okay? -Mi, I have to find her somehow!
That's your business, why would I care? Anyway, this is a punishment for you.
For being a bad husband to your wife, Tari.
I know I was wrong, Mi, I'm sorry, but, Mi, I love Tari, alright?
-And I want to fix this, so please. -I say go on, separate already!
All you two do is fight and bother me, and it gives me headaches.
BIAN: Well, things are different this time, I know for sure.
I know I'm in love with her, now.
Mi. Please, Mi. Just tell me. Just let me know where she is.
Tari is...
-At the airport. -But where is she going?
Timbuktu.
Be serious, now, Mi.
You know I'm kidding you right? Huh?
Boy, it's like a movie, you chase your love all around the airport.
Be serious, Mi.
Alright!
The Religious Court, Bian.
(yells) She wants a separation!
Jeez. Goodness.
-GUY: Mi, are you okay? -I'm alright, I think.
I mean is it okay if I upload this video?
Potentially viral, Mi!
"A hijab skater chased by a man falls and crashes hard."
You had better delete it, I'll punch you, yeah, better.
My bad, my bad, my bad, there, calm down, Ami.
COURT ATTENDEES GO THROUGH THE BACK DOOR
-Sir, the court, has it closed already? -MAN: Yes, sir, it closed ten minutes ago.
(sighing)
TARI (calls): Hey, Bian.
Tari.
I didn't know which one of the courts I had to file all the divorce paperwork at.
There's so many courts.
One of them is in Central Jakarta, for starters.
The eastern office. Jakarta West. Jakarta South, too.
I'm confused, Bian.
My car suddenly overheated, so then I had to turn it off.
Then, my tire burst, so I had to go to a repair shop.
Then when I did get here, Bian, (sniffs)
I was too, too late to submit the paperwork to the court.
Alhamdulillah.
This was Allah's will.
I wanted to explain to you that night.
Sarah came to the house to tell me that she wanted to marry Aldi.
-Sarah wants to marry Aldi? -Mhm-hmm.
I was talking with Sarah.
I told Sarah that I wanted to continue the marriage with you, and it's over now.
At first, she was very angry.
Thank God, Aldi managed to persuade her.
Tari.
Sarah has let me go now.
She won't get in our way.
I want you to come home, okay?
We can start over again, from the beginning. The both of us.
And I swear to you,
you'll have a good husband in me from now on.
I'm going to make you happy. I promise, okay?
So what about this?
(heavy breathing)
Bian.
Don't.
You have to throw it into the garbage can, Bian. There.
(chuckling)
YASMIN: Where are those two? I thought they'd be here with us for Eid.
You think they'd come for Eid, it is strange. But then again, they could be...
Be what? Too busy?
We don't know.
-Or, they could also be... -Be what?
KINAN: Assalamualaikum.
-Dad, Mom, look who's here. -BIAN: Assalamualaikum.
-TARI: Assalamualaikum. -YASMIN: Wa‘alaikumus salam.
-BIAN: Dad. -Mom.
I'm sorry, we're so late.
Oh that's okay. I'm just glad to have you here now.
Thank you.
(chuckles) Bian.
TARI: Taqabbalallahu Minna Wa Minkum, Mom.
Semoga ibadah puasa kita kemarin diterima sama Allah.
-Amen. -Amen.
Dad. (chuckles)
-I have brought a cake for Mom. -Baked for you by Tari.
(chuckles) Wow, great, thank you. (chuckles)
MUCHTAR: Tari, I was worried about you. I thought your memory had gotten lost!
And that you'd forgotten us all. Just like in soap operas.
Anemia.
(laughter)
Dad It's called amnesia. Right, Bian? Dad, anemia is a lack of blood cells.
Anemia is clearly exactly what I said.
-Look it up, look, look, look, alright. -Good grief.
-Come on, let's go in. -Let's go inside, let's go.
-Bye, Dad. -BIAN: See ya.
BIAN: Let me try the cake.
YASMIN: We'll all have some together, okay?
-Congratulations. -Thank you.
Congratulations. (crowd chatters)
-Thank you. -Thank you so much, really.
MAN: Congratulations.
Yasmin sends regards, she wanted to be here. She's feeling ill.
We'll pray for her.
-Congratulations. Your aunt sends regards. -Thank you, Uncle.
-Congratulations. -Thank you.
-MUCHTAR: Congratulations. -KINAN: Congratulations.
Congratulations Uncle. Congratulations.
-Congratulations. -Thank you Tari.
Congratulations, Sarah.
Thank you for coming,Tari.
(clears throat)
-Congrats, Sarah. -Thank you.
TO BE CONTINUED
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YASMIN: Bian, please take good care of Tari. Don't let her get too tired.
-I want to have grandchildren soon. -Yes, Mom.
-KARLI: I'm Karli. -KINAN: Kinan.
KARLI: Our names start with K, maybe we're soulmates.
Clearly my soulmate is this plant. You know?
AGUNG: You are unique, you're a skateboarder and wear a hijab.
Can I get an interview?
-Is this your revenge? -No.
-Marriage agreement. -BIAN: Marriage agreement?
Marriage agreement, part two.