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MARCH, 1997

After six months of studying in Havana, Cuba,

I finally returned home.

It turns out Indonesia is still the same as ever.

But it's not so bad.

Yes, it's true. I longed for Bandung.

My city.

The monument of my heart.

And Cika, of course.

Of that, I am certain.

The car's too slow.

I think they're dating.

JULY, 1996

We're going on a ride, baby!

I thought ITB was great.

What do you mean?

Turns out UNPAD can boss them around.

- To do what? - Pick me up and drop me off.

Your rector must be so touched to hear that.

Go ask him yourself.

I don't know him well enough to do that.

Done.

We're the only ones who fill in the answers

before reading the questions.

It's fine. We bought the crossword puzzle. We answer it however we like.

- Let's see the questions. - Which one?

Number 42 across.

"Beauty parlor."

Where is number 42?

Forty… There it is! "Police."

- Wait. Are you designing more T-shirts? - Yeah.

Stop taking on too many projects.

But that's the whole purpose of college.

It's better if you hurry up and graduate.

You're time is almost up.

What is the point of graduating quickly?

Look who's talking.

What are you waiting for by stalling?

You.

You two are supposed to be studying, not fooling around.

We're studying how to solve a crossword puzzle in a creative way.

- Where have you been? - School.

- What's the purpose of college? - To pay tuition.

Go away. Don't bother us.

Please continue, kids.

Pay tuition?

Now, 43.

Where's 43 across?

It was six months ago, in September of 1996.

I set off for Havana, Cuba,

to join a six-month visiting student program.

All done.

You?

Am I coming along?

Get in the suitcase.

Don't worry.

There's no reason to be afraid of "distance."

That's just the name of a tree.

You mean Jarak tree?

- Watch it! - Sorry.

It's almost election season.

Yes, one against two.

The other two are just accessories.

For the illusion of democracy.

Democracy, my foot. People are struggling to feed themselves.

"Democrazy."

Keep the change. The people's money.

This is what keeps us alive.

Long live the people!

Hey, you Cuban.

Why are you standing there?

Dilan! Don't just stand there!

I'm speechless, Mom.

Come on in.

- Where's my greeting? - I forgot.

- Peace be upon you. - And upon you peace.

My son is finally home.

Six months in Cuba and you've already forgotten how to greet people?

Cuba doesn't have that.

- What do they have? - Revolution!

- Just don't start a riot. - No.

You came back from Cuba wearing a "Malaysia" T-shirt?

I met a friend from Malaysia there.

He gave me this.

- He's wearing an Indonesian shirt. - That's odd.

Wearing a Malaysian shirt from Cuba,

and naming a white dog "Blacky."

Disa!

Brother!

- Who are you, hugging me like that? - I'm Cleopatra.

- Did you miss me? - Almost.

Let me carry this.

- It's heavy. - My God!

Careful, you'll get smaller.

Guess who this is.

The jerk?

I'm home.

Welcome back to Indonesia.

Indonesia is nothing special without you.

When did you get here?

Just now. Didn't even get a chance to sit down.

Tonight,

I'll come over.

What would you like for dinner?

I'll eat anything, even grass.

You can just crawl over your front yard for that.

- I'm so glad you're home. - Me, too.

All right. I'll see you tonight.

See you.

Dilan, when you were in Cuba, Lia called several times asking for you.

- Really? - Yeah.

What did she say?

She asked how you were doing. I told her you were in Cuba.

Okay.

Dilan.

I also told her you'd be back in a week.

Your land stretches vast.

But it is useless.

Your sea stretches blue.

But it is useless.

- Mom, let me. - It's okay.

Mom, take one.

Mom, wait.

Still remember my house?

My bike does.

Come in. Mom is waiting.

Ma'am.

How are you?

I'm good.

- Dad! - Honey!

Beny! Anwar!

Dilan is here!

Hey! How's everything?

Miss me? Look.

Awesome!

Beny!

You good?

- Dilan! How are you? - There.

- I'm good. - Thank goodness.

Let's eat.

I bet you miss sambal.

No, Mom.

He misses Cika.

Gosh, Beny.

How was the food in Cuba? Any good?

It was good.

But still, the best food is the one that is free.

Oh, you!

Dilan, are Cuban cigars really that good?

They are.

- Did you bring any? - No.

Do you know how Cuban cigars came to be?

How?

Che Guevara had a friend, a young doctor.

He forbade Che from smoking too much, advised him to smoke only one a day.

What then?

The next day, he really did smoke only one cigarette.

But a huge one.

That's a cigar.

That's why it's called a cigar.

Isn't Cuba a communist country?

Fundamentally, it's Marxism and Leninism.

Be careful not to be influenced.

I won't.

Dilan used to be quite a biker.

He used to be in a biker gang, now he's in a sleeper gang.

Just be careful.

The elections are coming up.

It's okay to be critical, as long as you know your meats.

Limits, Dad.

That's what I meant.

Dad!

Know your limits.

- Really? Everything? - Yeah…

Here you go.

Nice.

- Cika. - Yeah?

Let's go for a ride.

- Where to? - Just sightseeing.

See whether or not Indonesia has changed.

Okay, I'll go get changed.

Anwar, you coming?

All of us? Where do I sit? On the fender?

Be our third wheel.

Are you saying I'm the devil?

Amen.

Do Cubans know I'm your girlfriend?

I wanted to tell them,

but I didn't want to brag.

- Come to think of it, it's ironic. - What's ironic?

I give ITB my money, but UNPAD gave me a girlfriend.

So nice of it.

ITB also gave me a boyfriend.

Everyone is nice, then.

Don't let UNPAD and ITB's kindness go to waste.

In harmonia progressio.

You know what I mean.

If ITB and UNPAD get married, what's their baby's name?

UI.

Why UI?

University of Indonesia.

UI is UNPAD and ITB.

Free Aceh!

I wonder about those minibus conductors. Why aren't the police arresting them?

Why should they be arrested?

They always shout, "Free Aceh!"

They're shouting street names!

Aceh Street and Merdeka Street!

Are you sure?

Hey! Get out of the way, you dog!

Hey! Out of the way!

Give her to me, idiot!

All that hugging and he still won't marry you!

Are you scared?

A little.

Is that what you used to do?

More or less.

Aren't you mad that they called you "dog"?

When people called me a dog, I used to bite them.

Living up to the name, you know.

Did you hear when they said, that I wouldn't marry you?

I heard.

Want me to marry you?

We're still in college.

You don't need a college degree to get married.

You're right.

Better to be married like we're dating than to date like we're married.

Then, you should talk to my mother about it.

I will.

What are you going to say?

"Ma'am, want to be my mother-in-law?"

What if she refuses?

Then I'll be her son-in-law.

What if she still refuses?

She has to agree.

Do you want a house like that?

That looks nice.

We'll buy it!

Amen!

Where are we going anyway?

My campus.

Okay.

- Sir! - Dilan.

For us,

ITB has two meanings.

What is it?

The first one is Bandung Institute of Technology.

This one.

The second one,

The Zoo Institute.

Because we're next to the zoo.

Which one are you?

Me…

FEBRUARY, 1996

Cika.

Now that we're seeing each other,

I promise…

As long as we're still dating,

I won't kiss you.

If I kiss you,

it means I'm a jerk.

Okay.

Thanks.

However,

now…

Now what?

I want to be a jerk.

Can I?

I'm going to my room.

The Jerk Institute.

Damn, you're back?

Dilan's back!

How are you?

Good?

It's 1997, and you're still spending the night here.

Hey, wake up!

I'm back!

Dilan, my man!

- He's the same. - Want coffee?

Yes, please.

So, how's Cuban art?

I know what art is.

What is it?

It turns out…

Art becomes fart when it comes out of the butt.

- Boo. - That's not funny, Dilan.

Art.

You're an artist?

You're crazy!

My friends get along well with Cika because I bring her here all the time.

She became my true homeland.

From then on, she was an UNPAD girl with the soul of ITB.

Wait.

Dad. Peace be upon you.

And upon you. Just got home?

- Yes. - All right.

- We stopped by the campus first. - Okay.

I should go inside.

There she is.

It's okay. I'll lock the door.

- Dilan, there was a call for you. - Who was it?

Lia.

Several student activists have been reported missing

after allegedly being abducted

by unidentified individuals in recent weeks.

This series of events has sparked widespread concern among…

Meanwhile, I was preoccupied with my own affairs.

That included transferring all my grades from Cuba to ITB.

Dilan, what did you learn in Cuba?

I learned a lot about patience.

- Patience? - Yes.

Indonesia is a more suitable place for you to do that.

Patience in the face of poverty.

Poverty is not really a problem for our people.

As long as the government also lives in poverty.

That is absolutely brilliant.

Equality and lightness.

Meaning?

It means equal rights and equal opportunities.

- Mutual cooperation. Yeah. - That's it.

Let's go to the recording studio. Get some air.

We've been painting all day.

Shit. I agree.

I miss recording.

When? Tonight?

Let's do it.

We haven't booked it yet.

- Call the studio. - Don't worry.

Nawi, Irwan and I are in this little band. It's just for fun.

Oddly, we keep getting booked for political rallies at the ITB courts.

For free, of course.

Finalize the reform.

Justice must guide…

How we act and behave.

Nawi, what's that?

Oh, it's Gamais.

What's that?

Islamic Student Association.

Interesting.

Wait. What are you going to do?

Watch my bike.

A heartfelt prayer,

a flood of guilty tears…

I love campus life.

Feels exciting.

…turning to a somber grey.

Maybe it's because we are still young and nothing is certain yet.

We are still finding ourselves.

It's raining tonight.

Thank you.

How beautiful.

A very heartwarming poem.

Who would like to read a poem next?

I would.

Anyone from Gamais?

No one?

All right. Go ahead.

The floor is yours.

Who is he?

There is no God…

Oh, my God.

…but Allah.

Thank God.

The poem could be titled.

Oneness of God.

Thank you.

- Let's give it up for him. - Thanks.

Everyone has their own journey.

Some are busy with their studies, others are engaged in organizations,

participating in protests,

or sitting in on secret political sessions.

Back then, it seemed like if you tried to play it safe,

you'd lose both your life and soul.

Here is your order.

The oil in this fried rice will help you sing more beautifully.

Liar.

Here you go.

Dilan, you're back!

I knew Hana before I met Ancika.

She's the vocalist of an indie band and records at the same studio as me.

Excuse me.

I never imagined someone like Hana could exist.

She carries herself as if a camera were always rolling.

As if, to her, life is nothing but a stage,

and she's the star.

How was Cuba?

- Was it exciting? - A little.

Did you miss me?

Are you hungry?

You can have mine. I'll order another one.

No, thanks.

I'm on a diet.

I see.

My boyfriend and I broke up.

Because he's possessive.

- Right, Dewi? - Huh? Yeah.

I broke up with him.

He got angry and started threatening me.

How much is this?

I still wanna talk to you, Dilan!

We're about to go record.

- It's 8,000. - 8,000?

We'll talk afterwards, then.

We'll see.

I'll pay for three.

Now that we're full, let's play some music.

Where's Opik?

Hey, Opik.

Is Hana outside?

Yeah, she is.

Such a pain.

Thanks, Opik.

Close it, Nawi.

Hana, you're still here?

I was waiting for you.

Going straight home?

Yes.

Thought we were going to talk.

Dilan, we'll leave now.

- Okay, be careful. - See you.

Why should you go home?

Because this is not my house.

Dilan!

Give me a ride home, please.

It's too late for the minibus.

How am I going to get home?

Okay.

Where's your house?

In Dipatiukur. A boarding house.

- You're gonna take me? - Yeah. I'll take you.

Hop on.

Ready?

Sorry to trouble you.

Did you drink?

A little.

To keep myself warm.

Thanks for giving me a ride.

Sure.

Good night, Bandung!

Is it here?

Aren't you coming in?

No.

Just for a minute.

It's late.

Okay.

- Thanks. - Okay.

Can you take me to my friend's birthday party?

When?

Tonight, after sundown.

Okay, I'll take you.

What a reliable boyfriend.

What do you mean?

You're always ready for me.

Then I'm a ready boyfriend.

All right.

- I'll wait right here. - Okay. I'll be back.

Where is Dea?

Dea!

- Happy birthday! - Cika, thanks for coming.

Sorry, this is all I could give.

It's okay. Go help yourself to some food.

- Now? - Sure.

- I just got here. - Lots of cakes.

Thanks.

- For you. - I thought you were hungry.

You told me you were hungry.

- I didn't. - You haven't had any dinner.

- The cakes look good. - Dilan?

What a nice surprise.

This is my cousin's birthday.

Thanks for dropping me home the other day.

My cousin asked me to perform.

- You too? - No.

Are you here alone?

I'm with my girlfriend.

Hi. I'm Hana.

Okay. I should go inside.

- Let's go. - Bye.

Who was that?

I know her from the recording place, Kana Studio.

Did you really take her home?

Yes. She insisted.

I didn't ask if she insisted.

I just asked if you really took her home.

Yes.

Thanks for taking me, too.

I'm going home.

Cika!

Cika, I can explain everything. Where are you going?

- My bike's there. - No need.

- Just take Hana. - It's too late for the minibus.

Cika.

I don't know who's following me.

I left all that behind a long time ago.

That part of my life ended the day I started at ITB.

Whoever they are, I have to get away.

I just hope Cika gets home safely.

Hey.

Dilan.

Hi, no.

- Where have you been? - Just around.

- You're doing good? - Thank God.

Make room for him.

What are you up to, Congress?

We're hanging out all night long.

Have a seat.

Gosh, this kid. Thank you.

Hey, the corn!

Dilan.

What's this?

The usual.

Go ahead.

You enjoy.

Corn?

Go ahead.

Listen.

Don't stay up late for no reason.

Unacceptable.

I actually wanted to stop by Cika's house, to explain everything.

But I'm certain the men following me are somewhere, waiting.

Everyone, let's go.

Let's go!

That night, they accompanied me home.

In the past, I might have chased after those men and fought back.

But I don't have it in me to do that now.

I'm not that Dilan anymore.

- Ready? - Let's go.

Ma'am, is Cika home?

What happened?

It's a misunderstanding.

Cika.

Ancika.

- What do you want? - I need to talk to you.

- About what? - I want to explain everything.

Explain what?

There is nothing between me and Hana.

It's just…

Just what?

Just…

Just and civilized humanity.

Some guys have been following me.

I don't know who they are.

That's why I came here in my mother's car,

not on my bike.

So they wouldn't recognize me.

Have something to drink.

Thanks, ma'am.

I also made some banana fritters.

To lighten the mood.

Don't get angry.

Resolve things nicely.

Don't give in to your impulses.

- Seriously, I... - Enough.

It's done. Stop talking about it.

Where do you want to go today?

I want to buy a book.

I'll take you.

Where do you want to buy it from?

What if we go to…

Cikapundung?

Just like you. Pouting.

All right. We're going to Cikapundung.

Palasari.

Let's take Grandpa.

We should take him out once in a while.

He's always stuck at home, like a cabinet.

He likes books.

Okay. Whatever.

To Grandpa's house!

Peace be upon you. Grandpa!

Grandma!

And upon you peace.

My sweet granddaughter.

Honey.

Come on in.

Grandma.

- Where are you coming from? - From Cika's house.

- We're going out. - Going out where?

I'm taking this grumpy girl out.

Have a seat.

Please.

Who's grumpy?

Who's being grumpy?

Look at you all pouty.

- Come with us, Grandma. - Where to?

I need to hear a plan if you want to take me out.

Just come. You too, Grandpa.

Where?

We're going book hunting.

Book hunting.

I'm coming!

Grandpa, are you sure you don't want to sit in the front?

I'll stay here. Supporting from behind.

It comes from the saying, "From behind, give encouragement."

Grandma, let's have lunch first.

Let's do it.

Why are you answering?

I'm his wife, after all.

The husband must take the lead.

As the saying goes, "Leaders must set an example."

I've picked out the best ones for you.

What kind of food is this?

It's Japanese food.

The one that colonized us?

Grandpa, lower your voice. It's embarrassing.

Dear, this is Sundanese food.

Look at these fresh veggies.

Nowadays, working for Japan is considered cool.

- Is that so? - What did we call it again in the past?

Rombusha?

- Romusha, Grandpa. - Yes.

- Thank you. - Enjoy your food.

Cika, pass me the tallow.

Thank you.

Look, Grandpa.

Now the meat won't stick.

We can grill the skewers now.

Cika, I'll grill this for you.

No need.

Japan surrendered in 1945,

but Dilan is still at war in 1997.

Japan may surrender, but not me.

I'm still fighting.

Amen to that.

I'm rooting for your independence!

This is only one. Just a moment.

Cika still looks angry.

How does durian sound?

- Sounds good. - Let's go.

You?

I'll say yes on her behalf.

All right, then.

Why does durian smell?

Because durians are meant to be eaten, not smelled.

I'll enjoy this, then.

Grandma, do you know why durians have thorns?

Why?

To protect its delicious flesh.

Really?

I never knew that.

I'll try it.

You can't make a U-turn here.

Oh, no. I'm about to get a ticket.

Told you.

- Got your license? - Yes.

Are we getting a ticket?

Yes. I shouldn't have made the U-turn.

Hello.

Hello, sir.

Sorry to interrupt. License and registration?

Here's my license.

- Here's the ticket. - Yes, sir.

Your registration. I'll keep your license.

- Thank you, sir. - Go on.

What did the policeman say?

He said, "Be patient."

"This is a trial."

Cika's still upset.

Seriously? Another U-turn?

Another ticket, Ian?

Yeah, Grandpa.

Is getting tickets your new hobby?

What's wrong with you?

- Hello. - Hello, sir.

- I already got a ticket, sir. - Then why are you back here?

I forgot.

Don't do it again. Get going.

Yes, sir. Thank you.

Wasn't your father in the army?

Yes.

But he passed.

I'm sorry.

Let's pray for the deceased.

Amen.

KURNIA BOOKS AVAILABLE

- Which one? - There.

Great collection.

These are for kids.

Those are old books.

- So nice. - Yes.

This is where I used to look for books.

Sorry.

- Hi. - Hey!

- You're here with family? - Yeah.

Is there a book where I can know the story without reading it?

If you want to read quickly, burn the book and drink the ashes.

Have you found the one you like?

80 SMART WAYS TO ESCAPE HELL

That's scary.

- Do you have new books? - Check this one out.

Let me see.

This might be good.

Want this one?

TORMENTS OF HELL

Scary.

No, thanks.

Same.

What's the point of reading if you don't practice it?

You may have read all the medical books,

but that won't heal your wounds if you don't practice it.

I'm here to sell books, idiot.

Whose kid was that?

Dummy.

- We're here. - You two want to come in?

I think we'll go home.

Dilan, thank you so much for taking us out

and treating us to Japanese food.

You're most welcome.

Maybe we can try Thai food next time?

Sure thing.

Bye, Grandpa. Bye, Grandma.

Who's been following you?

What?

Who?

The one you told me about at my house.

I have no idea.

I'm guessing that's Hana's boyfriend.

I don't like her.

Me too.

Then, why did you take her home?

I told you, she insisted.

And it was late at night.

No minibus around.

I just want to be a good person with feelings.

Feelings?

I meant empathy, Cika.

It was really out of pity.

I imagined what if it was Disa.

Late at night, no minibus.

I just took her home, that's it.

No hidden motives.

I'm not jealous.

I just don't like it when you don't tell me things.

I know. I'm sorry.

I wasn't jealous when you talked about Lia, right?

I talked about her because you asked me.

Because I wasn't jealous.

That's why I asked you to tell me about her.

You understand?

I understand.

For me, everything is up to you.

Whoever you pick, that's your decision.

If I push you,

you'll only be with me because you have to be.

It's up to you.

If you want to leave, leave.

I will not cry.

The sky won't fall just because you're leaving.

Even though…

You're special to me.

If you want to be with me,

let's do this.

I want to be with you.

What did UNPAD say?

What?

It's your birthday. What did UNPAD say?

Nothing.

They're not attentive towards you.

You're right. Should I transfer to ITB instead?

Okay, we'll go there. Let's buy satay on the way.

STEP DOWN, SUHARTO

Fellow students, we will continue to fight for change!

- Yes! - We will continue to fight…

ITB was heating up, just like the other campuses.

REFORMATION NOW!

Their loud voices rattled the quiet.

It will blow up soon.

We no longer want to be oppressed by a corrupt system of power!

Day by day, prices climbed higher as the crisis took hold.

The government forgot us, the poor.

The fires of protest grew hotter,

and student demands grew louder.

The regime was hanging by a thread.

"No stepping on students"?

Why not "No stepping on grass"? Weird.

Neither is allowed.

Stepping on the grass is not allowed, nor is stepping on students.

Nor is stepping on our heads.

Only fleas are allowed on your head.

My faculty has an important announcement today.

What announcement?

Read it yourself.

- You go ahead. - Huh?

- Go ahead. - Why?

Just do it.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANCIKA. LONG LIVE UNPAD!

The whole faculty wishes me a happy birthday?

This is your doing.

This is your birthday present.

Why "Faculty of Art and Design"?

I'm borrowing the name.

They didn't complain?

Well, maybe.

As long as I've wished you a happy birthday,

I'll worry about the punishment later.

Thank you. I'm happy.

Now, from me.

Happy birthday.

Let's go.

What did the faculty say?

Don't know. Haven't been summoned yet.

What is this?

"God is with students working on their final projects."

You see that?

Happy birthday!

Thanks, guys.

Satay from the birthday girl.

Thank you!

You should've told Hana.

It might not be her boyfriend.

You're right.

Dilan, what's "thank you" in Sundanese?

"Hatur nuhun."

Hatur nuhun, Ancika.

Does it suit me?

No? Are you guys disgusted?

Is he an official?

- A rickshaw driver. - What?

What about that one?

A meatball vendor.

Why do they look like officials?

Well, equality.

I've never seen this one.

Is this your mother?

Yeah, I just finished that.

What did she say?

She said she looks ugly here.

She wanted me to make her prettier.

Your mother is pretty.

She wanted to be even prettier.

Is this one also new?

That's Disa.

Why is her face covered?

I can't get her face right.

That's how you get around it?

Kind of.

Can I take this one home?

Okay. I'll bring it to your house.

- Yes? - There's a call for you.

Who is it?

From Lia.

Just take it.

Okay.

- Where have you been, Mom? - A get-together.

Cika's here?

How was Cuba?

Well…

Same as usual.

I called you a few times, but you weren't there.

Were you busy?

Yeah.

With what?

With unemployment.

I'm coming to Bandung.

When?

Day after tomorrow, round trip.

It's an office event, with my friends.

We're meeting at… I forgot the name of the cafe.

It's Roemah Nenek Cafe.

You know it?

Yeah, I know it.

- You got a job? - Of course.

You graduated yet?

No.

I still need to take some lower-level courses.

You free the day after tomorrow?

I want to treat you.

But if you can't, it's okay.

What time?

I'll be arriving in Bandung around 1:00 p.m.

We can have a late lunch.

I'll try to make it.

What are you doing right now?

Ancika's here.

Say hi to her for me.

Yeah.

I'll tell her.

All right then.

Peace be upon you.

And upon you peace.

Excuse me.

- Come in. - Your coffee, ma'am.

- Here you go. - Thank you.

Lia?

Yeah.

What did she say?

Well…

What did she say?

She said she's coming to Bandung tomorrow.

And?

That was it.

You're going to see her?

For what?

If Ancika gives me permission.

Go see her. Maybe she needs something.

You're letting him go?

You're not jealous?

Dilan said that jealous people are those who are not confident with themselves.

Cika…

Are you happy with Dilan?

I should be the one making Dilan happy.

What was that for?

That means you're not selfish.

What does "selfish" mean?

Well, a selfish person

demands everyone around him loves him, like a king.

Instead, he should learn to love everyone around him.

Whatever.

You are easy to like.

You're pretty,

kind, smart.

Only an idiot wouldn't love you when given the chance.

But

loving Dilan

is difficult.

Why do you love Dilan?

I think he bewitched me.

This, right here.

Cika,

what…

Would you say Lia is?

Dilan's ex.

No. I mean…

What do you think about Lia?

She has the past.

- I have my Dilan. - Geez!

If they were a good match, they would still be together now.

- Right? I'm like a philosopher, right? - Right you are.

You know, Dilan and I hadn't met each other back then.

If we had,

I'm sure he would've chosen me.

That's right.

That's right.

Okay. You go see her then.

If you two end up back together, it is what it is.

Wait.

It is what it is?

What do you mean?

It is what it is.

It's all right.

You know,

ever since I first met you,

I knew exactly who you were.

Who?

The person I'm praying will get married soon.

- With me. - Well, duh.

Amen.

I'm gonna make some banana fritters. Want some?

- Sure. - Sure.

Cika is simple. She's not the type of woman who gets jealous easily.

Even though there are moments that could make her uncomfortable.

She gives me everything I need in life.

I feel I've succeeded simply by having her.

Yet Lia's call yesterday continues to haunt me.

It's not just the memories…

It's the sense of unease it brings.

But like I said,

maybe she has a reason for calling.

That's all.

How have you been?

Good.

- You? - Good.

I knew it. I knew you would come.

Why have your meeting here?

They're my subordinates,

I get to decide where the meeting is.

And if they disagree?

They have no choice.

Nice.

- You get to be in charge. - You know me.

How about you?

Still with your gang?

I'm a good boy now.

Right.

It's because of your girlfriend, right?

- What's her name again? - Cika.

Ancika.

- I'm sure she's nice. - She is.

She allowed me to come here to see you.

I just wanted to see you.

That's all.

Is that your old jacket?

Can't afford a new one.

Gosh.

I'm still in college. Don't have a job.

Poor thing. You go all the way to Cuba,

but that old jacket is still hanging on.

Don't cry.

You were right.

What?

Missing someone is hard.

Truth is,

I felt uncomfortable meeting her.

There were just too many sweet memories from our past.

We have no connection anymore.

It could have been nice, but…

Lia is married now.

I'm really glad to see you.

Right.

Say hi to Cika for me.

Right, I'll tell her.

- Wait, do you still have your old bike? - Yeah.

- Can I see it? - Sure.

There it is.

Bye.

Bye.

Stay away from my girl, bastard! Die!

Die!

Dilan!

Run!

Are you okay?

I'm all right.

I'm all right.

You're bleeding.

I'm all right.

I'm going home.

You said you're not with your gang anymore.

I don't know who those guys were.

I'm off.

Who was that?

My hunch was right.

The man who was following me is Hana's boyfriend.

The economy is under significant strain right now.

The rupiah exchange rate continues to weaken against the US dollar.

Diah.

Cost of living is…

Let me get it.

Yes, ma'am.

The government has also moved to adjust fuel prices…

The public is feeling the full impact of the economic downturn.

In markets across the region,

vendors are sounding the alarm over soaring prices.

I need to talk to you.

Commodities are more expensive than ever

due to rising supply and shipping overheads.

Business owners are lamenting the continued weakness of the rupiah…

You got into a fight?

You got jumped?

This feels like high school all over again.

Lia called.

She was crying.

Yes, Mom. It's just a misunderstanding.

What misunderstanding?

Someone thought I was after his girlfriend.

The boyfriend got mad after getting dumped.

Is that all?

Wait.

Who is she?

Just a friend.

All right.

- Does it hurt? - Of course it does.

Are you really not going to a doctor?

No. I have something better.

What is it?

A midwife.

Whatever for?

I want to be reborn pure.

That's called baptism.

How was Lia last night?

I told her you allowed me to see her.

And?

She said hi.

Peace be upon her.

Okay.

Wait here.

Dilan.

I need to talk to you.

- About what? - Something important.

Okay.

Let's talk there.

Last night, I got jumped.

He said I should leave you alone.

It must be your boyfriend.

Now you go and tell him that I have nothing to do with you.

Okay, I'll tell him.

It's your problem, yet someone else paid the price.

Stay here.

- Dilan. - What's up, Bono?

We got news.

We heard you got jumped.

Who told you that?

It's hot news.

We heard they took you to the hospital.

That's not true.

But we know who did it.

Cika.

Where's your greeting?

Yes, ma'am.

Don't pour oil on the fire.

It's done. There's no need for revenge.

I see. All right then. We're leaving.

- Get out of here. - See you, Dilan.

- Thanks. - You're welcome.

Damn bikers got nothing better to do.

If they did, they wouldn't be called bikers.

What then?

Government officials.

Let me get it.

Right.

Diah!

Diah!

I feel like I finally have a purpose.

I don't want to be held captive by my past

or the biker gangs anymore.

I've started thinking like that now.

- Where were you? - Finishing homework with friends.

What are you doing?

I'm designing a shirt.

Shouldn't you be focusing on your final paper?

That's next semester.

I definitely will.

You've picked a title?

Here.

"Expressive Exploration of the Black Color."

"A Study in Painting When Other Colors Are Exhausted."

- Just black? - Yeah.

Feels low budget.

No. I'm exploring the color black.

Are you serious?

Well, you started it.

- Are you really serious? - Yeah.

Diah.

What is it?

You have guests.

Who is it?

The police.

The police?

- So, he got jumped there immediately? - That's right.

- Was he hurt badly? - Bad enough.

What's going on?

We received a report of an assault at the recording studio.

- An assault? - Yes.

According to the victim, he was assaulted by Dilan's friends.

Who?

We're asking Dilan to come to the station to give a statement as a witness.

Just to clarify the situation. That's all.

All right.

I'm coming too.

- Go. - Okay.

- I'll go change. - Sure.

I'm sure it's Bono.

- So, you didn't give the order? - No, sir.

I never asked anyone to help me get revenge.

All right, then.

The point is, an assault isn't the solution.

It just makes the situation worse.

I see you've made a turnabout, I'm proud of you.

Thank you for the statement.

What about Bono and the others?

We have them.

You may leave now.

All right.

Thank you, sir. Let me know if you need anything.

- Say hi to your mother. - Yes.

Long live the police!

- Thank you, sir. - Yes.

Who is it?

Let's go out.

Sure.

Sitting around all day is bad for you.

Where to?

Movies?

What are we watching?

- Anything new? - Of course, we'll see.

Let's go, hold on tight.

No, but thank you.

- What for? - Taking me to the movies.

You fell asleep, you can do that at home.

Just towards the end. How did it end anyway?

- Did he die? - Watch it yourself.

- Rewatch it. - I'm not doing that.

Well, the ending…

- He died. - Yeah.

But there's a plot twist.

- You know plot twists? - What is it?

- You don't know what that is? - I mean, what's the twist?

- See? You don't know. - I know…

Dilan!

- Who's that? - Lia.

You're in Bandung?

Yeah, I'm here shopping with my husband.

This is Cika.

Lia.

- Dilan. - Herdi.

- How are you? - Good.

- Out on a walk? - No, we just watched a movie.

Is this your wife?

No, this is Cika. My girlfriend.

Herdi.

Ancika.

- Join us? - No, we have to go.

Okay. Lia.

Herdi.

I saw a watch store upstairs, it looked good.

You want one?

Miss!

I saw a watch store upstairs. Looked good. Want one?

- Later. Go ahead and order. - Miss!

- I'm off. - Take care.

- Should I take care? - Of course.

FACULTY OF PSYCHOLOGY

- Dilan. - How is it?

Getting dark, sir.

You heard about the kidnapping of UI activists?

- I heard three people were kidnapped. - Three?

The government is getting more repressive.

Your red.

Is bold and brave.

Yet it's in vain.

Your white.

Is pure and dignified.

Yet it's in vain.

Suharto reminds us to uphold a constitutional stance,

that actions that break and disturb stability

constrict the effort to survive difficult times

and disrupts the implementation of development.

If it turns out.

That your people.

Even your leaders.

Are all in vain.

All in vain.

All in vain.

Everybody! Again!

All in vain.

All in vain.

Long live the people!

Yeah!

Reformation!

There we go. Again?

Go ahead.

- Where were you? - Just delivered my design to C59.

- Done? - Yeah.

Fish like sunflower seeds?

They love it.

Can I ask you something?

What is it?

You just need to answer yes or no.

If yes,

pat my shoulder once.

If no, twice.

Yes.

What is it?

Are you

happy with me?

That's easy.

Do you

like spending time alone with me?

Do you like it when I act like a jerk?

Want me to act like a jerk now?

Why? Are you embarrassed?

Do you

want me to propose?

Cika…

Are you sure about marrying me?

But we're still in college.

I told you,

you don't need a college degree to get married.

Right. I forgot.

So?

Okay. I'll take care of it.

- Propose? - Yes.

- When? - This Saturday.

Maybe.

- This Saturday? - Yes.

What's the rush?

Can't hold it?

Can't hold what?

Why do you want to get married so soon?

- Cika feels the same. - Nonsense.

You patted me once when I asked.

Patted?

Nothing. It's a secret.

Seriously.

What's going on here?

Dilan.

Honey.

It's Dilan.

He's going to propose.

Propose? Propose what?

Cika.

Cika?

- So? What do you think? - Well…

You two are adults now.

You can decide for yourself.

The important thing is I believe in your good intentions.

Then, you take care of everything yourselves.

I'm going to get some rest.

Cika.

- He's here. - He's here.

Peace be upon you.

Why is Grandpa here?

I'll explain later.

Where's your mom?

She's not coming.

What do you mean?

Grandpa is representing her.

So, if it's possible, you come with me.

For you, I'll do anything.

Thank you.

Why not with your mother?

If all goes well, then it's Mom's turn.

- Dilan? - Yes.

- Why am I nervous? - I'm the one who should be nervous.

I was just surprised is all.

Why am I the one representing?

Well, then.

The way I see it, Dilan is a nice man. He's smart, polite and clever.

Ancika is also the same. Clever, smart, polite.

But the decision is not in my hands.

I'm just expressing my perspective.

The ones with the right to decide are Ancika's mother and father.

I think that's all I can say.

Thank you, Grandpa.

I don't know what to say.

- Me neither. - Right?

Because the one who came here to propose

is my own father.

If we reject it, I'll be an ungrateful daughter.

If Dilan's intentions are good,

then God willing, they're good.

The other day, he took you to eat Japanese food.

Is that all it takes?

The point is,

I approve.

Thank God.

Hold on.

I'm the head of this family.

Even though Ancika

came from her mother, I was the one who contributed.

So I also have to make a stand.

So this proposal…

I approve.

- Thank God. - Thank God.

I have a question.

What do you have in preparation for coming here to propose?

I have kind future in-laws.

No, what I mean is…

What can you provide for her?

Well, when I get married to Cika,

I also become your son.

So you'll provide for us.

You can throw this at him, Mom.

Easy for you to say.

Just remember.

This country is currently in a monetary crisis.

It will be great if

the wedding is made as simple as possible.

Thank God.

- Why do you say that, Grandpa? - Do you even need to ask?

Well, then.

So, when is your mother going to come here?

Tomorrow, she said.

- Thank God. - Thank God.

- Why do you say that, Dad? - Do you even need to ask?

Then, the one at the door was Grandpa.

I thought it was going to be you.

Maybe Grandpa was the scout.

- Yeah. - Yeah.

I have a question.

Why do you want to be with Dilan, Cika?

I wonder why.

Not decisive.

Still hesitant.

You were sure yesterday.

I have to come up with a reason why.

Why?

- Too long. - Dad.

It's hard to explain.

I just want to.

Well, then.

So, when is the wedding?

We'll leave it up to you.

Really?

Up to me?

- Yes. - Yes.

If it's up to me, let's do it tonight.

- Agree? - Sure.

Hold on a minute. We have to find a proper date.

Every day and every date is proper.

- Well, you have a point. - Yes.

Don't think about it too much. Tonight, okay?

Hold on, please.

Let me pray quickly.

Okay, after prayer then.

Honey.

You already prayed, honey.

- It's not time yet. - Goodness.

Yes. I guess I already prayed.

Continue.

So? How about it? I think…

- We need time to prepare. - Prepare.

Yeah, how long?

As soon as possible.

Okay. As soon as possible?

- Yes. - Yes?

- Yes. - Okay. As soon as possible.

As soon as possible.

Homework. Damn it.

"Four Trisakti students died during protests."

Read this. It's in the newspaper.

That was the day I received the tragic news.

"Four Trisakti students died during protest."

"At least four students of Trisakti, Jakarta,

died from shots fired by the authorities."

Indonesia mourned.

This is bad.

- Where are you going? - Shootings at a protest?

Satay Building, a protest.

- Where? - Protest? Dilan.

We're going to Satay Building to protest. Come.

I never imagined the whole nation would take to the streets,

fighting for the promise of a better future.

I was there,

carrying no weapons,

only my voice.

Reformation.

A sea of fire once more.

Come on, friends Let's reclaim what's ours!

The people united can never be defeated!

The people united can never be defeated!

President, President Why'd you raise fuel prices?

The people are hungry!

Listen to the people's voices!

No idea, no idea No idea, I'm just the president.

Ask the grass swaying in the wind.

Long live the people!

We demand reformation now!

Ask the grass swaying in the wind.

Let's go!

President, President, Why'd you raise fuel prices?

Fuel!

No idea, no idea No idea, I'm just the president.

Fight corruption!

Ask the grass swaying in the wind.

Ask the grass swaying in the wind.

Reformation! Now!

The people united can never be defeated!

The people united can never be defeated!

Get down!

REFORMATION

- Your college? - ITB, sir.

- Major? - Art and Design.

Yes, sir?

Which one is Dilan?

Him, sir.

I know it's you, I know your face.

You're back again.

- Got slapped by your father? - Yes, sir.

Who is he?

He's the late Mr. Ical's son. Mr. Aan's nephew.

Yes, sir.

Come with me.

- Irwan's coming too. - Sure.

I'm off. It's all good.

You have the right to speak up, but don't ever provoke and get provoked.

Yes, sir.

I want the same thing as you.

You father was a soldier, a patriot. You have to uphold it.

- Now leave. Say hi to your friends for me. - Yes, sir. Thank you, sir.

Okay, go.

I was scared.

- Where are you going now? - Home, I think.

- Not the campus? - No.

Cika must be worried.

- I'm off then. - Yeah, take care.

Speak of the devil.

Cika.

- I'm off. - Okay.

- Irwan. - Right.

Dilan.

- All good? - All good.

- Thank God. - You didn't have to come.

- I was worried. - Worried?

Demonstrators.

Entertaining demonstrators.

It's okay as long as you're careful. Think about your final paper.

Fighting for Indonesia is good, but don't forget about yourself.

Yeah.

Come, let's go home.

- How, though? - Use my bike.

- What about you? - I'll get a bus.

- Really? - Go ahead.

- For real? - For real.

I got it good.

- Thank you. - Sure.

Well, take care.

Bye.

You take care.

It's new.

- What? The bike? - Yeah.

Borrowed.

WEDDING INVITATION COMIC

WHERE ARE YOU HEADED? TO GET MARRIED

I didn't draw the lines yet.

"Wedding Invitation Comic."

"Where are you headed?" "To get married."

"When?" "I'll tell you on the last page."

"Nice!" Mom!

Why is the invitation photocopied?

Thank you, Mom.

Why photocopied?

The important thing is the wedding.

As long as it's artsy.

Dilan?

What did you say again about art?

If it's not better,

better not.

Is that new?

Well, as long as you're happy,

I'm happy too.

GOING FOR SECONDS…

See? Yeah, that's great.

- Put this in the garage? - Yeah, in the garage.

Let's forget this.

That is… That's…

I'd feel bad though.

Fine, then.

- Cika. - Yeah?

Help me with this.

- Dilan, Cika, check the news. - What is it?

I have decided…

- Come here! - What news?

…to submit my resignation

from my position as the president of the Republic of Indonesia…

Thank God!

Hey, the qibla's that way.

Over there?

- Thank God! - They were bowing to the TV.

Dilan, this is your wedding gift.

You're getting married,

Suharto steps down because it's been too long.

Thank you, Suharto.

For stepping down.

When people get married, they prepare everything.

They make their own janur kuning, yet you're still looking for one.

- Where should we look for that? - That's fine!

Let's just find one.

- There. - Where? I see it.

You have a good eye.

I think this is the owner.

Pull over.

- Peace be upon you. - And upon you peace.

Excuse me.

Is the wedding already done or not?

Our wedding is done, two days ago.

So it's done.

- Congratulations. - Thank you.

Sir, can we have your janur kuning?

We're getting married tomorrow.

Everything is ready, except the janur kuning.

Not the two of us.

There's a wedding.

Yes, him and his bride, I mean.

Can we have it?

- Well? - Sure, think of it as charity.

Thank God.

- Go ahead, take it down. - Right, thank you.

She's still young, sir.

Save some for us, will you?

- You good? - I'm good.

- How do we bring it? - Like this.

- You good? - Good.

- This is as advertised, right? - Yes, go ahead and check.

It's well cared for.

Tax payments are up to date.

This bike's done me a lot of service.

Dates, check.

Police pursuit, check.

So this is not just a vehicle, but a lucky charm.

Looks good.

Why are you selling it?

To start a new chapter.

I'll take it.

This is the registration file.

- Let me have a look. - Go ahead.

For me,

that sale wasn't just an ordinary transaction.

It felt like letting go of a part of my life's journey.

The witness to my inner turmoil and every step I've taken.

- Take care of her. - Sure.

Farewell.

Along with Lia,

my bike was a reminder…

That not everything has to be kept forever.

With Ancika,

it witnessed a sense of calm,

of trust,

and all the plans we made together.

I suppose time has its own way of working.

There are things we must forget,

and things we must let go of

because we have to move towards the future.

Hello.

Peace be upon you.

And upon you peace.

I marry and give my daughter in marriage, Ancika Mehrunisa Rabu,

daughter of Arnadi Makmun,

to Dilan, son of Faisal,

with a dowry of a set of prayer garments, paid in full.

I accept my marriage with Ancika Mehrunisa Rabu,

daughter of Arnadi Makmun,

with a dowry of a set of prayer garments, paid in full.

- Witness? - Valid.

- Witness? - Valid.

Thank God!

And on that day, the long wait finally came to an end.

UNPAD and ITB were joined at last,

uniting those who belonged together.

Every promise made was finally a promise kept.

LONG LIVE DILAN!

GOD WILLING, WE SHALL MEET AGAIN

LOVE BY GOD THE ALMIGHTY