Rum?
Arum.
It's okay.
I'm so sorry, Rum.
No, Mom.
BASED ON NOVEL BY RATIH KUMALA
CIGARETTE GIRL
Dad. Dad, what happened?
-Jeng Yah. -Dad! Dad, Dad!
Tegar. Call the doctor.
Calm down, Dad. Calm down.
I didn't know, Jeng Yah.
I didn't know.
Please, believe me.
Mr. Djagad was the one who added Mr. Idroes' name on the list.
Djagad did it.
Put the table there, please.
-Yes, Ma'am. -Oh, and please clear out
-the children's things. -Yes. Ma'am, right away.
Thanks.
Darling.
The only room left to be cleaned up is yours.
I still have some work to do.
It won't take long.
You need to empty your desk before we can box it.
Guys.
Tegar, Karim.
Come on. Don't play there. Come on.
Please, could you help the children?
I make an effort to keep it a secret.
But the guilt never leaves.
INVITATION
I can't lie to myself any longer.
I have to explain everything that actually happened.
This confession letter will be solid proof.
And maybe, I'll end up in jail as a result of it.
Or even worse…
dead.
M CITY, 1973
TOBACCO WAREHOUSE
Thank you for agreeing to meet with me.
This is important…
for Dasiyah.
How's your business going, Mr. Soeraja?
Is it going well? Hm?
I'm asking for your help.
Please give this to Dasiyah.
This is hers.
I'll tell you what, you still have a lot of guts.
After your activities with that party
caused Dasiyah to be arrested and her father to die.
I was never involved with that party. Not once.
Then explain to me how your name wasn't on that damn list.
Huh? I'll tell you why. Because someone was protecting you.
If Djagad could protect you,
then it means he could have added Mr. Idroes's name on that list, too.
I…
You and Djagad came to a mutual agreement.
You even went so far as to marry his daughter
in order to maintain your position in his family and his business.
Superb.
Please give this to Dasiyah.
This is evidence…
so she may reclaim all I possess.
I hope that you know
even after providing us with this proof,
Dasiyah and her entire family will continue to consider you
as a traitor till your last breath.
They'll never forgive you.
It appears you are still unable to let the past go.
I can't believe it.
A lot of innocent people died because of you.
They died because of us, Raja.
You and me.
You're wrong.
It was your close relationship to the party
that actually gave me the opportunity.
And I find it fascinating that after this point,
you haven't once mentioned that.
Idroes may have been innocent.
Why? Because you were supposed to be arrested.
I can set things right, though.
Now.
Even if it means losing everything.
Me and you…
have to bear the consequences.
Forget it. Come on.
You and I are family now, Raja.
You should only be focusing on your new life in Jakarta right now.
You've earned it as a reward for all your hard work and effort.
To succeed,
you have to endure sacrifices.
But if you still insist on interfering with your past, well,
the ones who will suffer the most are…
the rest of the Idroes family.
Mr. Djagad was right.
Mr. Idroes was killed that night because of my actions.
Forgive me, Jeng.
Mom?
Let me go call the doctor.
Your boyfriend is sleeping, Rum.
Mom, stop.
He's not my boyfriend.
How did he know that my favorite candy was ginger?
He said that the first time he met you…
you asked for ginger candy.
Where did you two first meet?
Over at the Kretek Museum, Mom.
He went there to learn more about the kretek industry.
Why does his face look so familiar?
Ma'am.
I'm sorry, I must've dozed off.
I wanted to apologize for what happened the other day.
My memory isn't as good as it used to be.
Ma'am, it's all good.
So, tell me, how I can help you?
I know someone who's been looking for…
Jeng Yah.
I haven't heard that name in a long time, you know.
And it's time for me
to tell you the full story of Jeng Yah.
Your mother.
When your grandma passed away,
we could only rely on each other to survive.
M CITY, 1973
DJAGAD RAJA OFFICIALIZED IN JAKARTA
Dasiyah had a lot of hardships when she was imprisoned.
She would never show her sorrow.
But I knew.
I could only encourage her…
so that she could move on with her life.
Dasiyah, it's time to let him go and move on.
I did.
Okay, if you're being honest,
then you should learn to open your heart to someone else.
-Hello, Ru! -Good afternoon!
-Let me… -You brought something?
Yeah. Groceries.
There are so many.
You'll stay for dinner, right?
Well, uh…
Yeah. Sure.
I bought so much food anyway that it's probably good thing
we dine together so nothing goes to waste.
All right, I'll go make dinner.
Uh, Seno, you can wait with my sister.
Thank you for the food, Seno.
You've been really nice to us.
And I know…
that you're risking your life.
Truth be told,
I'd really like your permission, Dasiyah, to do much more than this.
Since I was a little child, I've always been told
not to accept things freely
but to obtain them by the sweat of my brow.
I have to work, Seno.
You're welcome to work at my father's factory, Yah.
Creating flavors.
That type of work isn't what I want to do.
I can't make kretek flavors anymore.
And besides,
it's too risky for a factory to hire someone like me who's on the blacklist.
Actually, I know
a way to get around that list.
Dasiyah, just consider this to be a token of my gratitude.
Seno.
I found this in the bag. Is it yours?
Oh, yeah.
I accidentally brought it. Thank you.
Sure.
Dasiyah, you don't have to worry about a thing.
I'll take care of everything.
Seno managed to persuade his father
to employ my sister as a secret flavor maker.
For all everyone knew,
Eko was the flavor maker for Boekit Klapa.
-Ru. -Hi.
This is Eko.
-Eko. -Rukayah.
Eko.
-Ru. -Excuse me.
Seno brought all the necessary supplies
and tools to create the flavors.
What do you think?
You'll find all the ingredients over there.
-Here, Rukayah. -Oh, thank you.
I'm going upstairs.
My sister never stopped working.
She was always trying to make new recipes.
But she believed they were always a failure.
She kept herself busy to keep her mind occupied.
But it wasn't enough.
Dasiyah.
Sorry for waking you.
May I?
Kretek Gadis?
It's sweet.
Men say that homemade cigarettes are sweet
with the sole reason that women have to roll them with their lips.
This kretek probably tastes different than it used to.
I think I may have lost all of my skills, you know?
You haven't lost anything at all, Dasiyah.
I promise that you're still the same person you are
when I first met you.
If you would like to be my wife…
I would definitely be the happiest man in the world.
Please allow me to protect you
from the agony of what you have experienced before.
-Valid? -Yes.
My sister's wedding with Seno was held in secret.
Even Seno's family didn't come.
As a soldier,
Seno should not have married my sister…
because her name was on the list.
But Seno didn't care.
-Thank you, Ru. -You're welcome.
Regardless of the reasons that led my sister to marry him,
I knew my mother would be happy that my sister decided to move on.
For me, that was all that mattered.
But not long after that,
Seno was entrusted with putting down the insurgency in Irian Jaya.
Actually, I'm still wondering to this day…
You take care of yourself.
…why did Seno have to leave…
…only a few months after the wedding?
Is this Captain Seno Aji's residence?
Yeah.
We were instructed to bring his belongings to his house.
Please.
DEATH CERTIFICATE
SENO AJI, INDONESIAN NATIONAL ARMED FORCES
Two weeks later,
we found out that Seno died in the line of duty.
His belongings were sent back home.
It was too much for us.
Yah?
A month later,
Dasiyah found out that she was pregnant.
What's wrong, Yah?
Keep pushing. Don't stop, Yah.
-Come on, come on! -Thank God.
Yah, it's over. You did it!
And when you were born,
it was the happiest day of our lives.
Arum.
You put a smile back on my sister's face that day
and gave her a fresh hope.
Rum, you were the one she loved the most in this world
from the moment you were born.
I'm just now realizing…
the reason you look so familiar to me, young man.
The way you smile makes me remember a friend from my younger days…
who also happened to like ginger candy like me.
By the time you were born, my sister had already…
returned home and received her long-awaited freedom.
However, as soon as she was released from prison…
she realized that she wouldn't be able to go on.
Her soul had long been frozen with little hope of thawning it.
I know this is very hard for you, Rum.
Do you want to sit down first?
Or do you want to go home?
I can go get my car.
And what about going…
to Bali?
Italy? France?
-Stop it, Bas. -Rome?
Bas, enough.
I don't need to go anywhere. I feel better.
Well, as long as you're happy, Rum.
It's funny, isn't it?
Only a few days ago,
we didn't even know of each other's existence.
And you are the only human being who can understand me now.
Well…
it's funny, yeah.
And I do understand that you want to know what really happened.
On the other hand,
when you finally know the whole truth,
you're terrified to confront it.
Did I offend you?
Good morning, Mr. Eko.
Arum!
Oh.
-Come on in! -Hi, sir.
Ayu!
Please, make tea for our guests.
Do you want to eat something as well?
No, it's okay. We had breakfast already.
-Oh. -Thank you.
Quite a collection you have.
Oh.
It's just a hobby of mine.
I put them on display like this
to make it simple for visitors to look at them.
Arum, for example,
has always enjoyed looking at my collection since she was a child.
Her mother is the exact opposite.
Sweetheart, what happened to you?
Well…
…to be honest with you, every time you come here,
I've always mentally prepared myself for the possibility that this will occur.
But…
I didn't expect…
that would be today.
Miss Dasiyah taught me everything.
I started out as her assistant.
Here, Rukayah.
M CITY, 1974
She always made sure she could provide for her child.
Sure, thank you.
-Eko. -Yes?
Please, can you help me mix this one?
Yes, Miss.
After Seno passed away, Mr. Tira laid Miss Dasiyah off.
Dasiyah, look here.
She eventually convinced me to make our own kretek business.
The new kretek flavor.
And also,
I even had the opportunity to open my own kretek factory.
You have a kretek factory?
No, I don't have a factory.
Just a small-scale industry.
Kembang Setaman. Here.
I don't have employees.
But if I have a large number of kretek orders like I have right now,
well, I call these ladies.
-Hello. -Here's our guests.
Don't mind us, okay?
Well…
what matters,
we make enough money to get by.
All of this is thanks to your aunt.
So Miss Dasiyah was some kind of partner of Kembang Setaman?
I guess so.
But she always refused to be one.
She said that if she…
remembered all of her previous experiences,
she would rather not become a partner of this business.
So the only thing I can really do is
make sure that a part of the revenue that I make goes to her family.
Let me show you something.
It's just my opinion.
Uh…
the mixture can be recognized
by their kretek flavor.
This flavor was created by Miss Dasiyah.
I'll show you something else.
Where is it? Hold on.
Here.
This is the recipe for a kretek flavor that Miss Dasiyah recited to me.
Word for word.
I followed every word she said down to the smallest details.
Look, here's her signature. See?
Have you ever altered this recipe to suit your needs?
Ohh.
Why would I ever want to alter the fantastic Kretek Gadis' recipe?
It's already perfect.
So, hold on. Does that mean that the Kretek Kembang Setaman recipe is
the same as Kretek Gadis?
I want to try it, sir. Please.
Pur.
Thank you for everything.
You've always been a good wife to me.
And I…
I apologize for not being a better husband to you.
Oh, dear.
You've given everything to support this family all these years.
I know…
you did your best…
for the children and for me.
-Bas. -Hm?
It was awful how we parted ways the last time.
So now, I want to part ways with you in a more cordial way, you know?
What do you mean "part ways", though?
We can always see each other again, Rum.
No, I know. What I'm trying to tell you…
What I mean, uh, I, uh…
I'll be back as soon as possible.
And I promise everything will be all right when I do.
Mm. All right.
It's okay.
Yeah, it's me. Please get the chopper ready.
Hey, there's the man of the hour.
Why are you back here?
You shouldn't have come back home.
Tegar.
Enough.
-Here. -Thank you, Bas.
I really need this.
Okay, maybe I'm biased,
but, man, DR's cigarettes are marvelous.
If these didn't exist, I definitely go insane.
Of course.
That's why we continue to be ranked number one even today.
Yet, this one's not DR.
That's Dad's and Jeng Yah's kretek.
It was called Kretek Gadis.
Check out the kretek's history at the museum if you don't believe me.
That was created before Dad and Grandpa made DR.
Hey.
Who else knows about this? Huh?
-Only Jeng Yah's family and I. -Who else knows about this?
-Only Jeng Yah's family and I. -Are you sure?
Tegar.
Damn it.
Tegar.
-Man. -Shut up! I'm thinking!
Okay, all right. All right.
Bas.
Hey.
Uh.
Call our lawyer, what's his name again?
Mr. Bambang. Bambang.
Call Mr. Bambang now, Bas.
Tell Mr. Bambang exactly what you told us.
-Let him take care of this. -Tegar.
-Calm down. It's done. -Are you serious, man?
Yeah, I'll handle it.
Come on.
Dad and Grandpa already did wrong by copying this.
And you want to call a lawyer to handle this now?
Rim.
Then, Bas, what do you suggest we say to our shareholders, huh?
Okay, so you're going to the meeting and you want to say,
"Ladies and gentlemen, allow me as a representative of DR cigarettes,
to make a special announcement.
In fact, it turns out that all this time,
our cigarettes have been a ripping-off other people's recipes!"
Do you want to ruin us?
-Jeng Yah's dad died because of this. -I couldn't care less.
Let me ask you something, what do you think we sell at our company?
-We're talking about someone's life! -I want to ask you something…
Jeng Yah, the woman that Dad has been looking for.
Answer the damn question!
What do you think we sell, man? Prayer mats, huh?
Stop! Be quiet, Dad's in his room.
Maybe this has something to do with what we heard inside.
Dad was delirious.
He kept mentioning Grandpa's name.
He said someone died because of him.
And if what Lebas said is true,
that means what we should do next
is to put this matter of Jeng Yah
and her family first.
I agree.
This is the perfect opportunity for you three
to finally make amends for your grandpa's mistakes.
Yeah, I agree, Mom. I do.
For the sake of Grandpa's name, you don't have to worry. I'll handle it.
Nobody will ever tarnish his memory. I'm gonna save Grandpa's reputation.
-And about the company, Mom-- -What are you talking about?
-You're missing the point! -You shut your mouth!
Tegar!
I know your grandfather better than you. So please now, just let me talk!
Calm down, Mom.
Come here.
All this time, I have always been turning a blind eye.
But now, I finally came to my senses…
…that we-- we all have to pay the price
for what we did.
I have just one request for every one of you.
Listen to your dad.
Do whatever he wishes.
That's it.
Bas.
Go, see your dad now.
He wants to talk to you.
Yes, Mom.
We're going to fix everything, Mom.
We're going to fix everything.
I found several pages from your journals…
and from Jeng Yah's.
I also read about…
Kretek Gadis.
And…
how you started Kretek DR,
and when Jeng Yah attended your wedding.
And how that was the last time that you ever saw her.
Actually,
I met Jeng Yah one last time after that, a few years later.
M CITY, 1975
While traveling from Jakarta to Kudus,
the train stopped in M City.
You and your brothers were still young kids back then, Bas.
Just as I had given up hope of ever seeing her again…
I was trying to forget about her
when Jeng Yah appeared right in front of me.
It's big, not small, Tegar.
Go to your mom. Come on.
I need to clear up some administrative issues.
Okay.
-Ma'am, look after the children. -Yes.
Jeng Yah!
Jeng Yah. Wait.
Please.
Please hear me out this time.
I'm so sorry.
I'm--
What-- Stop…
Okay. Calm down. Please.
Shh. Calm down. Calm down.
Dasiyah. Dasiyah. Calm down.
Calm down. Calm down.
Calm down. I'm so sorry.
I'm sorry for everything.
Everything that's happened to you.
This is all my fault.
All because I allowed Djagad to do all this to your family and to you.
I don't know if you ever read the letters
I put inside your diary and gave to Seno to hand over to you.
I explained everything to you in those letters.
Djagad was jealous of your father, Jeng.
He wanted to take all that your father had.
Djagad was the one who put your father's name…
on the blacklist.
If… If only you know what's going through my head all the time…
I've always known I should have chosen you.
I should have been the one to support you.
Not Seno.
Seno died recently while on duty.
Dasiyah, even I don't know how to express my love and affection for you.
I'm not sure what's right.
And I'm not sure what's wrong.
I only want us to be together.
I've always been around, Raja.
I never went any place. I never left.
And I'll always be around.
You may come home to me if that's what you want.
Let me fix everything, Dasiyah.
This time, I will choose you.
Would you be willing to take me back?
Next Sunday, meet me at the train station.
I'll come home to you.
You swear?
I swear.
On the next Sunday,
I went back to the train station.
I came there to begin a new life.
But Jeng Yah wasn't there.
I waited.
But she never came.
I stayed in M City for a few days
trying to find Jeng Yah.
I walked around and asked everyone I knew.
But to no avail.
After your grandpa passed away…
M CITY, 1979
I realized…
Thank you.
…I was so busy searching for Jeng Yah…
Thanks, sir.
…that I forgot my promise to fix everything.
-Thank you, Raja. -You're welcome.
-Can we talk for a minute? -Yeah.
So I searched for all of Mr. Idroes' employees…
This is from me.
…and made sure they and their families…
For her.
…lived comfortably.
Thank you so much, sir.
-We really appreciate it. -You're welcome.
We also modernized the concept
by changing the previous logo with the new one.
We hope that we can continue to grow in the future.
This is the former logo which has been replaced with the new one.
New log, new name.
I changed the kretek packaging design
and hoped Jeng Yah would see it.
WITH GREAT HONOR, WE HEREBY INVITE YOU TO OUR RECEPTION NIGHT
I'm aware you know…
that I've done so many bad things
that disappointed you considerably, Lebas.
I want you to know something important.
I never took pride
in any of the awful things I did at that time.
Forgive me. I'm sorry, Lebas.
I forgive you.
The truth is, Dad, I couldn't find Jeng Yah.
But I met her daughter.
What?
Tell me more, please. I want to know everything.
Okay.
Rum.
Mom.
This belonged to my sister.
Who knows, maybe it will help everything make more sense.
Your granddad's house, Rum.
Mr. Idroes.
When I was a little kid,
my father would often visit this house from Jakarta to take care of it.
Let's go.
Here.
Arum.
That's Tegar.
This is Karim.
This is my dad, Mr. Raja.
So, Dad,
this is Arum.
Arum.
On behalf of me and my family,
I would like to apologize…
for…
everything that I've done in the past
to you and your family.
I promise…
that I will fix everything.
I appreciate it, Mr. Raja.
But to be honest with you,
I don't believe you should apologize to me, sir.
Well, I was…
hoping that Rukayah would be here as well.
So, I could directly apologize to her.
But I understand.
I guess I should be the one going to her house.
And I know…
that an apology won't be enough.
But…
the most difficult thing is,
seeing the children suffer
because of their parents' mistakes.
Mr. Raja.
Hm?
There's something I need to tell you …
about Jeng Yah.
When you two met at the train station that day
and you told her about the letters,
well, my mother rushed home immediately.
M CITY, 1975
Rukayah, my adoptive mother,
said that she discovered this book and the letters you wrote to her in it.
Dasiyah had already chosen to live with you, Mr. Raja.
Come on.
You have to forget about this…
But Rukayah disagreed.
She didn't think you would accept me,…
I don't think that this will be a problem.
-…Seno's daughter. -He wants us to be together. All right?
But Dasiyah really believed…
that you would.
Shh.
Rukayah, I'm telling you. You're wrong.
Arum won't go anywhere.
But then…
the day before you two were supposed to meet again at the train station…
something happened.
The doctor said…
…her years in captivity had weakened her body tremendously.
So she was unable to fight the virus that had unexpectedly infected her.
There was nothing that could be done.
Promise…
to take care of Arum.
Dasiyah passed away a week later.
Only my aunt Rukayah and Mr. Eko knew about this.
Then… then they never told anyone ever.
Thank you, Arum.
Could you please take me to where she's buried?
We've all struck rock bottom at some point in our lives.
Some people call it a wound.
I call it…
a lesson.
DASIYAH DAUGHTER OF IDROES MOERIA
Something I held dear and incorporated into my way of life,
without feeling ashamed.
Perhaps, once we embrace everything…
as a part of who we are,
then we can look forward to the future.
Because I believe…
that ahead of all of us,
something better…
awaits us.
OUR CONDOLENCES
I called the hospital, and they said Dr. Arum is on leave.
Oh, yeah? You called the hospital?
Hm.
Here's the thing, Bas.
I'm eager to know everything I can about my father's side of the family now.
Okay.
I actually thought we'd never meet again.
Were you afraid you'll never see me again?
But see? We met again.
Well…
But you know what? Come to think of it…
didn't Mr. Lebas escape the bustling Metropolis of Jakarta?
-I… I didn't escape anything. -Oh, no?
I'd rather say that I'm embarking on a new adventure.
Mmm.
My father told me not to wait until it's too late.
How did you get here, Bas?
By car.
-There. -Mm.
Hey.
-My car is there. -You can tell it to go home.
What?
Here.
I… I can't ride a bike, Arum.
Well, I'm not letting you drive my bike.
Why are you sitting here now? I have to back the bike up first.
Get off. Come on.
Now, could you give me a hand?
All right.