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-Here we are, Fon. -Thank you.

-Wow, it's a preserved old building? -Yes.

The building is over a hundred years old.

It used to be a tea house and restaurant.

A tea house?

Architects back then were really skillful.

So when I renovated it, I tried to keep everything as they were.

Oh, Shati, this is Fon. Fon, here's Shati.

-Hello Fon. -Hi Shati.

I look forward to complete my project here with your support.

Sure. I'm glad to help.

I read about your subject. It's really fascinating.

Other artists haven't been so interested in our beaches here.

By the way, I think we're around the same age, right? Don't be so formal!

Oh, right.

Anyway, I'm counting on you.

Fon, if you need anything, just let Shati know.

Please show Fon the area around the sea walls and sandbags too.

Absolutely.

Now, let's have a look at your room upstairs?

This is the hall you could use as your working space.

And here's the bedroom.

You remember Golf, our senior?

Golf...?

Who's he again?

Golf, the good-looking guy from Tawee Wattana store.

Oh, right.

Well, I was at the mall the other day

and saw him holding hands with a guy...

They look like boyfriends!

-Really? -Yes. Really!

And don't you remember? Back in school,

he still went out with girls!

That was long ago! You can never tell, even with the macho ones,

-they still end up doing each other! -You're just assuming!

Stop it.

It's not our business!

Right, I should just mind my own business?

You say I'm nosy?!

No, I didn't mean it that way.

Hey! What're you doing?

-Why didn't you chop the cabbage first?! -It'll shrink anyway!

Doesn't your husband get tired of you?

Always so crude!

He never spends enough time with me to get tired! Always at the tea house!

-Yeah, I saw it. -Unlike your man!

That one, he's all good.

Right, he loves me so much, he does everything for me!

I bet.

This afternoon, representatives from local environmental group

has submitted a request to investigate the process

on solving the problems from industrial settlements...

As-salamu alaykum.

Walaikum Assalam.

There's some curry left. Help yourself if you're hungry.

No, I'm still full.

Naema and Farida also said salam.

Walaikum Assalam.

How're those two anyway?

Do they plan to have babies yet?

Well,

maybe not yet.

By the way, Shati?

You remember Faisal?

Faisal...?

Ilham's son.

I think he's a nice young man.

I can talk to Ilham for you.

How about that?

I will think about it.

Quite a lot of people, huh?

Yes.

It's a popular picnic spot.

I remember when I came here a few years ago there were many more sandbags.

The sea must've washed them down now.

Do you come here a lot, Shati?

Well, sometimes.

I like to come and sit here,

enjoying the cool breeze.

As a kid, I loved coming here with my Toh.

Your... Toh?

Meaning my grandma.

Back then the beach was much cleaner and wider,

with rows of beautiful pine trees.

It must be so beautiful back in the days.

But now it's like my eyes already got used to the beach in this condition.

I think the roti tastes different from when they sold it at a stall.

Well, after Abang Hakim opened this new shop,

he hardly does the cooking himself.

He mostly just let his staffs do it.

So, Shati, do you always like visual arts?

Yes.

I do.

It's like when I look at art,

I get transported into another world.

It feels so free.

Another world, really?

That's wonderful.

And how about you, Fon?

Why're you making your art project here?

Actually, a few years ago,

I came down here to do an exhibition with someone,

about the seawalls, same as this time.

Actually some pieces were already finished,

just needed to be installed.

But then...

something happened...

and everything had to be put on hold.

Was that when the former mayor got shot?

Yes.

So I felt like I still haven't achieved what I wanted to do.

Kind of like...

being stuck halfway through...

The other artist you did that exhibition with, is it Chatchai?

I remember he was working on a similar subject too.

Yes, that's him.

Chat...

You were also there that time?

Yes.

I may name the exhibition: "Solids by the Seashore".

What do you think, Fon?

I think it's good.

I think it represents our work well.

"Solids" refer to seawalls and sandbags,

all the constructions that ruin the seashore.

Or you have any other ideas in mind, Fon?

I'm not so sure.

At first I was interested in the consequences of these structures,

the end effect.

But I think your idea about the title is already good, Chat.

Aey, you collect a lot of antiques.

Yes, I do. Most of them are from around here.

Did they sell these?

I found them by chance and they were no longer in use,

so the owners just gave them to me.

You like antiques, Fon?

I think they are full of stories.

And where did you get this mirror?

This mirror...

It's from the old ice factory in this neighborhood.

When I got it, the locals said

it was a gift for the opening of the factory.

Should be around 80 years old.

As-salamu alayhum.

Wa alaykumu s-salam.

As-salamu alayhum.

-Make yourself at home. -Thank you.

Thank you.

Faisal is very famous now.

The mosques in Malaysia really love him.

Ramadan month last year,

he was an imam in Kelantan.

The people there are very fond of him.

They say that

his readings are so eloquent, like an imam from Saudi Arabia.

-As-salamu alayhum. -Wa alaykumu s-salam.

Long time no see.

And really, has our side ever asked him to be our imam?

Some have mentioned it.

But over here...

there's a lot of politics!

To have a kid as imam,

they would think we do not respect the elders.

We don't want to get in trouble.

The kid has talents, though.

And yet they don't support him.

Whoa...!

The elders can be exaggerating!

-No one wants to come home! -Well...

What are you looking at, young lady?

Toh, do you think

that the sea today looks darker than normal?

You don't like the shade of the sea today, Shati?

I think the sea looked much brighter the other day.

I want the sea to have that bright blue color everyday.

I would've wanted to come here everyday.

But we're already here everyday, aren't we?

Because you always take me here.

So next time

we should go to some other place?

No.

I like it here.

I get to sleep on your lap.

I love the wind here too.

Take a nap for a while.

"Beach Morning Glory"

You're going anywhere this evening?

No. No plan.

Do you like to exercise?

I do some.

Why?

I'm thinking we can go hiking at that mountain nearby?

Yes, let's go!

There are lots of trees here.

The path is very well-built too.

Not many people come by though.

Be careful when you're taking photos.

My friend came up here the other day

and got her earphones stolen by monkeys!

Guess I should put it away then.

Here we are!

This is nice.

I was worried it might not worth the climb.

I like coming here,

whenever I feel lost or not okay.

It feels relieved being up here in open space.

It comforts me.

Anyway I just wanted to show you the view.

So, today...

do you have something that's not okay, Shati?

I think I miss my grandma.

Your Toh?

I feel like, at home,

she was the only one who understood me the most.

You must loved her a lot.

Yes, I do.

I loved her very much.

Hey!

Show me the photo!

Whoa...

Oh, no!

I look ugly!

Is this really an artist's work?

No, you look natural!

-Can I get a bag of dumplings? -Sure.

It's the cycle of the seashore

in the monsoon season.

The waves are strong

and usually cause beach erosion.

But when summer comes,

the waves would bring the sand back to the beaches.

But since they started building seawalls to protect the beaches,

the erosion became worse as a result.

And what they did was building even more seawalls,

until there's no natural beach left.

Nothing like what it was before.

Like this beach here,

they filled it with sands from elsewhere.

So it ended up looking like this.

"Shape of the Sand"

Wow.

They're really not the same!

This is barely sand!

They excavated sands from somewhere else and put it here.

Different types of sand can't combine.

No matter how much sand they bring, the beach will never be the same again.

With these projects,

when their method is opposed,

they'd just switch to do it another way,

which is still never the right way to do.

Let's go!

-Sure you know how to ride? -Yes.

I'm just not sure about holding the breath while crossing the bridge to make a wish.

But let's just try and see!

Shati, do you have a wish in mind?

Nope.

I told you I don't believe in those things.

Fon, you go ahead and make your wish.

-I'll make a wish for you. -No, don't!

-Didn't know artists are superstitious too! -Sometimes, I guess.

Hold on tight.

We're leaving.

One,

Two,

Three.

Hey, Shati!

Why are you smiling by yourself?

What were you thinking about?

Thinking about someone?

No. I wasn't thinking about anything.

-I'll have this cake if you don't mind! -It's hers!

She doesn't eat it anyway!

There's plenty of them!

-By the way, what is it? -You're smiling again!

This is the kind of smile of someone in love.

No. It's not.

Anyway...

when are you going to tell us...?

That someone has proposed to you!

How did you two know?

Everybody knew except both of us!

Everyone knew that Faisal asked to marry you.

He's great for you!

You two could get along! He seems modernized, not conservative.

This is good. So she can move to Malaysia,

and get away from this country!

It hurts my mind staying here.

That's true.

Fighting against the dam issue is like skimboarding.

Namning, the Protester

Here.

You sure this one has no alcohol?

Of course. I still have some respect for your hairpiece fashion!

Or do you fancy to try?

No.

This is Fon.

-Hi there. -Hi.

How impressive that you convinced Shati to come here!

Since I opened the bar,

she still had never came!

Well, I can leave now.

Hey, relax!

It's Fon's first time.

-Let me treat you with a cocktail. -Okay.

Bring it on!

Our signature.

Make it strong!

You got it!

Toh, Toh...

Is there really heaven up there?

Heaven is real. There's no doubt about it.

And in heaven, you will only find happiness.

But the teacher said...

If we do bad things,

or do what Allah doesn't allow,

Allah wouldn't let us go to heaven.

And do you want to go to heaven?

I want to...

I want to go to heaven with Toh.

If so...

Shati should be very respectful to Allah.

And heaven will open its door for you.

So, "End Effect", it is...

Yes.

Shati?

-As-salamu alayhum. -Walaikum Assalam.

Am I interrupting you at work?

Not really.

I just happen to be in the neighborhood,

so I figured to drop by.

Didn't expect you to be around.

But luckily, we get to meet.

Alhamdulillah!

The other day I went down to Pattani

and bought some fish chips.

So I thought to bring some to you and your family.

Thank you.

-All of these? -Yes.

You can share them with your friend.

I'd better get going.

Please give my Salam to your family.

I will.

Girls here, when they finish school

the parents all want them to get married.

It's strange sometimes,

that to be single is harder than being matched with someone for marriage.

You've seen it happen a lot, right?

Sometimes I thought

I should just get married and get it over with.

Considering,

it couldn't possibly be that bad.

It might be a family the way it is supposed to be.

You must be tired, huh?

I am.

But it's good to let it out.

Thank you.

Wanna try?

Let's swim!

You're crazy? Now?

Hey!

What? Fon!

People will see you!

Today you look so happy.

Well,

it's been a while.

Thank you for today.

So...

I think I should go.

You also should go to bed.

Umm.

So see you tomorrow.

The other day, Ilham came by our house.

So we already made plans for the marriage.

Actually I also wanted you to be there.

But I think 3 months should be enough for you to get ready.

It's not too soon and it's not too late.

About the venue,

Ilham suggested we could use his house.

I think there shouldn't be any problem.

Shati, talk to Farida and Naema. They have experience.

They could be a lot of help.

So that's about it.

Okay?

We'll discuss the details later.

About the imam,

we can let Faisal's side take care of it.

And we'll have a scholar in our family, wow...

If Toh was still alive,

she would be very happy.

Why are you so interested in this topic, Fon?

Well...

I think these constructions

are also nothing different from our lives as human.

Sometimes it's like,

when we impose limitations into our lives

and they end up eroding our own selves.

-Is it ready for print? -Yes.

"End Effect Exhibition by Namfon Srisanguan"

The mirror is an analogy

as it's also made of sand.

When we use the sandblaster to cover its surface back in sand again,

the mirror is no longer reflective.

It's like when an object is stripped of its original purpose,

it self-destructs.

I like this piece.

Chat...

Are you okay?

I thought I've already gotten over it.

But,

it's so hard...

For me who still couldn't figure out my own path,

but had to be under his shadow,

that I lost all of my self-confidence.

And now I can't even tell who I am anymore.

It's okay.

Shati,

next year I want to take you to Hajj.

I think we'll just need a little more savings.

Right.

There, we could do ibadah, make dua for blessings,

and go to places where there's barakat, must be nice.

What'd you say?

It's good.

Shati!

I'm hungry now.

What do you want to eat?

Shall we go for seafood again?

Aren't you tired of it?

Not at all!

Let's go to Paew's restaurant, I want to eat the sour curry.

Again? And fried egg?

Fried egg, yes.

With steamy rice... that's so good!