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If God loves the people,

He will test them.

Whoever is willing to go through the test, He will be pleased with them.

And whoever hates getting the test from God,

then they will get His wrath.

I want to see God.

Kid.

Come and sit with us.

Who are you looking for?

I'm looking for God.

But I don't know where He lives.

Tulus, don't buy snacks from school.

Your mom gave you lunch. Okay?

-Okay. -Good.

-Good afternoon. -Mr. Satrio.

And you are?

Saskia. I called you a couple of times. I need to see you.

Please sit.

So?

Here's the thing, I need your help.

Ms. Saskia…

With all due respect…

Do not force me to do it.

Because I won't do it.

Lastly, please don't come here anymore, don't call me and waste my time.

Understood?

Honey.

Let's say that if Mrs. Saskia insists.

What will you do?

Are you doubting me?

Did you forget why you chose me as your husband?

-I forgot. -See?

No wonder.

You could've married a minister,

a doctor, bosses in the market

but you choose me over them just because I'm honest?

Honesty can lead to poverty, you know?

Honey…

Poverty is only when you want too many things.

What good is wealth if our life is miserable?

All we need is happiness.

What is this about?

Do you regret becoming my husband?

How did you know?

I do regret it.

That I didn't marry you sooner.

-That's corny! -I'm serious.

Had I married you sooner, you'd have a much bigger pile of clothes.

We'd have had a dozen kids.

We would not have only two kids. At least we would have six of them.

Peace be upon you.

-Where's your brother? -He's asleep.

Go wake him up.

Don't touch me.

-Stop fighting. -Listen to your sister.

Let me clean your ears!

-See, you did that again. -That's enough.

-Dinner is ready. -You should listen sometimes.

-Is that yours? -You choose for yourself.

No, I will choose.

Mom, why do you always serve Dad's plate first,

and then Dinda, and then me?

I'm the youngest here, so I should get the food before others.

Why are you complaining?

Look, even Mom always gets hers last.

You should be patient!

So, why do I serve your dad first?

Because he's the head of this family.

He's the breadwinner.

So I should serve him first to honor him.

And Dinda is a girl, so of course, she will come first.

See?

You can't have the first plate as a boy.

Dad is the king.

Does that mean I'm a little king?

Little king?

How can you be a king without joining the morning prayer?

Aren't you tired of praying every day?

Of course not.

Praying is a way for us to communicate with God.

And it's how we pray to God.

Why should we pray?

We pray for our health.

Dinda's health, Mom's health, your health.

So that we're under His protection, and provided with sustenance.

Where do you think all this comes from?

Because we pray to God.

Does it mean we can ask for a new TV from God?

So we don't have to fight over what to watch.

But the new TV is mine.

Where is God, anyway?

In case I need to…

ask Him or pray or even see Him.

God is in the heart of every living being.

Hey!

-Have you done your homework? -I have.

I haven't.

Okay, we're here.

Be careful.

Enjoy your studies.

-Bye, Dad. Peace be upon you. -Upon you too. Bye.

Hello?

We really need your help, sir.

Ask someone else.

I can't help you.

Okay?

Sorry.

Just say that your dad can't afford to pay for the field trip.

Don't go if you don't have the money.

Yeah, you're poor!

Narti is poor!

-Hey! -What's wrong?

My dad can't pay for the field trip.

That's all right. Just pray to God

so that your father can get the money and you can go on the field trip.

You're talking nonsense.

Have you ever met God?

You have to die first if you want to see God!

What a joke.

You're crazy!

Why is your name "Elsa" on the card?

You're so dumb.

Elsa is my name in Jakarta.

If you want to be successful, just call me.

I'll give you a modern name.

Siti, I will call you Nancy.

Nur, I will call you Cindy.

All right, enough talk. Let's eat. Eat as much as you want.

We can order more if you want.

You'll never get the chance to eat in a fancy place like this again, right?

You're really successful, aren't you?

I think we should just have Ms. Praptti's stew. This is expensive.

Come on, Tar.

Money means nothing to me.

Do you know how much my purse costs?

-How much? -You can buy a house with this.

Hold it, smell it.

Let everyone try.

It's real crocodile skin. Come on, pass it on.

Is it real crocodile skin?

Of course! That's crocodile skin!

DINDA'S TEACHER

Tulus, where's your sister?

-She's inside. -Come.

-Doctor. -Ma'am.

-Dinda… -There's nothing to worry about.

She got hit in the eye by a ball.

I'll write the prescriptions for her.

-A pill, and an ointment for her eye. -All right.

We'll see over the next three days.

If it gets swollen and she feels dizzy,

I suggest you bring her here again

so I can give you a referral to the hospital.

-Here you go, sir. -Thank you.

Come on, Tulus. You don't have to finish it all.

Here, I know this one.

-Okay, just eat the veggies. -No, later.

Finish your food first, and work on your homework.

-I'm almost done with this. See? -You've got too many excuses.

You've applied the ointment, right?

The doctor said it's going to be okay.

-Peace be upon you. -Peace be upon you.

-Where's Dinda? -She's still asleep.

Let me check on her.

Dinda.

Wake up and pray.

Dinda?

-Honey! -Yes?

Come and check on Dinda.

Dinda?

-Dinda? -Tulus.

-Wake up, son. -Come, take a look. Dinda.

Why is it so red?

Are you okay?

Does it hurt?

Does it hurt?

Look at me.

I'm sorry.

But I can't be sure what's wrong with her.

What should we do now?

You need to take her to the hospital for CT scans and other tests.

Don't worry, I'll help with the referral.

All right.

So what now?

I don't know what to do.

I know. Me neither.

-God will show us a way. -If He still remembers us.

Utari.

God even helps those who don't care about Him.

How are we going to get the money for her surgery?

I don't know either.

It's not just you.

You have to know.

If you don't know, then what about me?

What about our kids?

I don't know where I can get the money from.

A loan from your work.

You know that we still haven't paid off the loan for Tulus' birth.

I can't take another loan.

Should I just go to Jakarta?

For what?

To take another loan from Sarjono?

No.

-We don't have any choice. -No!

-I said no! -There's no other way.

I'll look for a way, but not from Sarjono.

Mom, Dad. Just pray to God.

You said that yourself.

If we need anything, we just need to ask God.

So, did you get the loan?

Just talk to Mr. Mulyadi. How hard can it be?

It's not about that.

It's just that, I can't keep asking money from him.

So, you would rather see your daughter in pain?

I understand this is my responsibility.

But I can't just ask him like that.

If not him, then ask someone else.

Who?

Mr. Dukuh, the foreman, anyone.

Honey.

I know for sure that you're the most responsible man.

As a husband and as a father.

Yes.

Here's the money. You can count it if you want.

All good?

Short by a hundred thousand.

I need to pay the workers who carried the goods.

But that wasn't the deal.

Fine, I'll add more.

Please sign here.

The written amount is correct. Were you trying to fool me?

If you have any other stuff that you want to sell, just call me.

I'll think about it.

All right. Thank you, ma'am.

Come on, load it up.

I'm worried, dear. We don't have anything left to sell.

Nothing.

Please. Figure out a way to get the money.

I know. I'm trying my best, Tari.

But until now, no one has given me any clarity.

There's no one who wants to help us.

Never mind helping, they look away when they see my face.

What should I do?

I asked all my friends, but none of them are willing to help.

YOGYAKARTA STATION DESTINATION - JAKARTA

He's not here. He's abroad.

You want to borrow more money, right?

Your husband still can't support you.

It's not that Sarjono and I don't want to lend you money.

But our situation is difficult.

Each of us has an obligation to our family.

Satrio still can't provide for you properly.

Don't keep putting it all on Sarjono.

You always rely on him for everything.

You understand, right, Tari?

Sarah and Rangga will soon be studying abroad.

It costs a lot, you know.

Yes. But Dinda is sick at the moment.

I promise this is the last time. I'll return it.

I will pay in installments.

Borrowing again! More money!

What are you doing? Can you do your job or not?

It hurts!

Is this the right place?

Yes, it's right. It's the same address on the card.

-Thank you, sir. -You're welcome.

Peace be upon you.

No need for greetings. Let's go inside. Hurry.

-This is your business, Yan? -Yes.

This is just an ordinary karaoke place, Tar.

An entertainment spot. Not what you think.

Why didn't you tell me that you were coming?

I need your help.

What do you need?

Dinda, my daughter. She's sick, Yan.

I need money.

Can you please help me?

What should I say, Tar?

It's not that I don't want to help.

But I'm running a business here.

I can't just give away my money like that.

It would kill my business if I did that.

So you can't help me?

-I can, actually. -Really?

Sure. Do you want to work here?

I'll do anything.

-Are you sure? -Yes, I am.

Are you willing to remove your hijab?

You have a pretty face.

I'm sure that many guests will want to be with you.

But you don't have to worry about it.

I'm just expressing my opinion.

If you agree, you can call me anytime.

I'll accept you with open arms.

But if you don't want to, that's no problem with me.

I'm not forcing you to do it.

I'm not the one losing out.

Thank you.

Call me if you're interested, Tar!

Utari?

Yudha?

Why are you here? Aren't you in Jogja?

Is everything okay?

Wanna talk?

You just said it yourself.

You don't even have the money for your daughter's surgery.

I'm willing to accept you, and take care of your kids.

Think about it. When do you need the money?

That's not what I mean. No need.

I really want to help you.

I can cover your daughter's medical expenses.

I'll treat her until she recovers.

We'd look for the best hospital.

Just leave your daughter's surgery to me.

I can give you everything you want.

But I want you to be serious too.

-What do you mean by serious? -In a serious relationship with me.

Leave Satrio.

Now it's my turn to make you happy.

It has been proven that Satrio cannot make you happy.

You know that I've always liked you since childhood, right?

I can't bear to see you unhappy with Satrio like this.

Here.

If you change your mind, don't hesitate to call me.

Stop the car. You can drop me off here.

-Be careful. -Thank you for the lift.

Utari.

Drink this.

Dad.

Did Mom go to Jakarta?

Yes. She won't be long.

You need a lot of money to treat my eyes, right?

Don't think about it, okay?

I don't want you guys to fight because of me.

Who's fighting?

Mom and Dad aren't fighting.

If my eye can't be healed, that's okay.

I still have the other eye.

You'll recover.

It'll definitely heal.

Just pray to God.

You said that yourself.

If we need anything, we just need to ask God.

Utari.

Who drove you from the station?

Sorry that I couldn't pick you up.

How did it go with Sarjono?

The house security guards told me Sarjono and Putri are in the US.

The US, huh?

Right.

What is it?

If only humans knew God's intentions.

Some people really need money but it's so hard for them to get it.

On the other hand, people who are already rich find it easy to get more.

Honey, I know for sure that you're the most responsible man.

As a husband and as a father.

I'm out of ideas. We don't have anything else to sell.

-Should I go to Jakarta? -No.

But we don't have any choice.

-God will show us a way. -If He still remembers us.

Now, write your letter.

Just as I explained earlier.

Address it to the person you want to convey your words to.

You may address it to your parents or any of your relatives.

You can start now.

Yes, ma'am.

After your letter is finished, you need to put a stamp on it

before you send it to the post office.

What's with the happy face?

I was just from the post office, I wrote a letter.

Letter to whom?

To God.

Come here, son.

POST OFFICE OF INDONESIA

Thank you.

TO: GOD IN HIS PLACE

This letter…

"To God in His place." Where are you taking this?

I don't know.

Hey. Look at this, Noto. He's taking this letter to God.

What a disaster.

Come on, honey. Are you still looking at the letter?

Why did you bring it home, anyway?

I couldn't just leave it.

My job is to deliver letters.

Fine. This is your job.

Now go out and look for God's address.

Or just throw this away.

Don't do that. You'll commit a big sin.

So what do you want to do?

You're supposed to help me, not give me a headache.

Okay, Harsono. Sutrisno…

Whose is this?

Harsono.

Sutrisno.

-It's not here. -Zero-eight-one-five…

One-one-three-two-five.

What's the phone number?

Here, two-two.

No. This one.

This is good.

Clear.

Okay.

-Delivery. -Yes, sir.

-Mr. Jumadi's house? -Yes.

Sign here.

-Thank you. -You're welcome.

-What's up, kid? -Nothing.

-Delivery. -Yes, sir.

-Delivery, miss. -Sure.

-For Mrs. Widuri. -Sure.

-Sign here. -Thank you, sir.

-Excuse me. -Sure.

Is it okay if we look after Dinda at home, Doc?

Actually, hospital care is better for her.

But if you two insist, then my hands are tied.

Well, I just hope there will soon be the best solution for Dinda.

Dinda must rest. She can't go to school yet.

-Yes, Doc. -Okay?

-Thanks, Doc. -Thank you.

Come on.

In a hurry? Where to?

Did you get diarrhea?

One more…

Did you see the letter from yesterday?

I thought you brought the letter this morning?

Oh, no.

Just forget it.

There's no point in worrying about that letter.

I can't do that. That letter was my responsibility.

Where do you plan to send the letter, anyway?

Well, I at least have to return it.

Oh, my God.

I've committed a big sin. I'm finished.

Mr. Postman!

We have visitors.

This is for Mr. Satrio.

-From who? -We're just delivering it, sir.

What's in it?

We don't know, sir. Please accept this.

Thanks. You can return it.

Son!

-Please excuse us, sir. -Thank you, sir.

But where are you from?

-Excuse us. -But, sir!

Don't open it, son. Don't.

That's a lot of money!

Mom, come here! Look at all this money, Mom!

Oh, my God. That's a lot of money.

Who came earlier?

This isn't ours. Put it back.

Put it back. Someone sent this by mistake.

This is from God, Dad.

-No, son. -This is from God.

I wrote about this.

No. Someone sent this to us by mistake. Not God.

Tari… Go inside.

What if we use this money first while we look for a loan?

Are you asking me to use this money?

Do you have the heart to see Dinda's condition now?

Why are you asking that?

Think about Dinda.

-Be patient. -I am patient.

But we don't have much time.

How long are you going to let Dinda suffer like this?

I don't want to leave any debt for our children. That's all.

I know.

I'll look for the owner and return the money.

But look at our situation.

Gong.

Why aren't you making any sound?

You are my favorite bird.

Why should I feed you every day if you can't sing for me?

You're a handsome fellow, you know, Gong?

What's wrong?

Well, I'm waiting for the postman.

Did you send a letter? To whom?

To God.

God?

So, what happened?

I haven't received a reply.

No reply?

Tulus!

Come, it's time for lunch.

Later, Mom. I'm still full.

No, you have to eat first.

This kid, can't he just listen to me?

Have some coffee first.

I don't drink coffee.

But I do. You just test it to see if it's good.

Okay.

There's only one God.

With millions of followers.

So…

I'm sure you will get your answer.

Just be patient, okay?

I'm holding on to your words, okay? Promise.

What?

If God loves the people,

He will test them.

Whoever is willing to go through the test, He will be pleased with them.

And whoever hates the test,

then they will get His wrath.

I want to see God.

Kid, come here and sit with us.

Who are you looking for?

I'm looking for God. But I don't know where He lives.

Excuse me, sir. Have you seen a kid this tall?

You have to die first if you want to see God!

What are you doing?

I want to meet God.

I know, but not like this.

-I want to say thanks to you. -For what?

Your dad is right.

My father prayed to God, and God gave my father good fortune.

And now, I can join the field trip.

Oh, my God. Where have you been, Tulus?

I was playing outside.

Do you have to play outside during rain like this?

You'll catch a cold later.

-Dry yourself. -Tulus.

How did you get here?

-I'll prepare a warm bath for you. -Yes, Mom.

Where did you go?

I was just playing at the nearby mosque with a friend.

I looked everywhere for you.

Your friends were also looking for you.

Be patient, okay?

Old Man Sastro said.

There is only one God. But there are millions of followers.

Just be patient.

Why are you copying me, Mom?

What's wrong with you?

What are you thinking about? What's the matter?

Dinda will get better, right, Mom?

Why do you ask?

Because lately, Dinda doesn't want to play anymore.

And she spends her time in her room more often.

I feel sorry for her too.

I have no one to play with, and I'm lonely.

Your sister needs a lot of rest.

So she'll get better soon.

Let's go inside.

Mom?

Dad?

Tulus?

Mom! It's Dinda!

Come on, hurry up!

Dinda!

Oh, my God. Dinda, wake up.

Dinda.

Sis, please wake up.

Oh, my God.

Dinda, please wake up. Open your eyes.

How is she, Doc?

Dinda must be immediately referred to a hospital in Jakarta.

Because they have better equipment there.

Isn't it possible for her to receive intensive treatment here?

Here's the thing, Mr. Satrio.

We need to take immediate action for Dinda.

If not, I'm worried it will get worse.

-Oh, my God! -Excuse me. I have to be somewhere.

-Dinda. -Dinda.

Does it still hurt?

Be strong.

-I can't bear the pain anymore. -You'll get better soon.

-Just wait, okay? -It hurts, Mom.

-Mom! Dad! -I'm coming.

-Does it hurt? -It really hurts.

-Be strong. -You hear? Stay strong.

Just wait, okay? You have to stay strong.

Keep praying. Mommy is here for you.

-I'm here for you. -It hurts.

I know it hurts.

It hurts.

It hurts, Mom.

It hurts so much.

I can't bear to listen to Dinda in pain anymore.

I pray to God so that I can take away her pain from her.

We can use Ms. Saskia's money first. Just think of it as a loan.

We'll pay it in installments after Dinda recovers.

It's not that easy, Tar.

It's impossible.

I could easily change the numbers to evade her taxes.

But once I do that, she'll keep asking me for more and more

and we're enslaved to cover it up.

And all that is for what? So she can make a profit.

And I don't want that.

Who's the one being harmed? Obviously not us.

Who are you trying to protect?

Are the people you're trying to protect

able to pay for our daughter's medication bill?

Ms. Saskia's sins are her business, not yours.

I know. It's none of our business.

Have you ever thought

that the money we'll use is the result of Ms. Saskia's sins?

Is that what you want?

Is it, Tar?

You're not the only one who wants Dinda to recover.

I do, too.

You feel like a failure.

But I'm feeling more than that.

Did you know, that when you went to Jakarta…

Dinda told me, "It's okay. I don't need to recover

as long as you and Mom don't fight again."

She even said it was okay.

"I still have the other eye."

She even accepted that she might only see with one eye.

Don't you ever think…

what she'd always think if she knew where the money came from?

Dinda will be grateful…

if she knows that her parents would do anything for her.

And she'll be disappointed if she finds out…

that her parents were too afraid to take risks

and compromise her recovery.

It's your principles.

That'll leave your child disabled for the rest of her life.

Don't you love your child?

What did you say?

Can you repeat that?

You asked me whether I love Dinda?

I love Tulus. I love Dinda.

And I love you too.

Everything I do, every breath I take,

is to make all of you happy.

I will never leave my family as long as we're on the right path.

Please forgive me, Tar.

I can't make you happy.

Do you regret marrying me? Is that it?

Should I bury my dignity and my honor?

Just for this money? Dear God.

Please give me a way to get out of this situation.

I can cover all your daughter's medical expenses.

I'll treat her until she recovers.

Just leave her medical bills to me.

I can give you everything you want.

But I want you to be serious too.

I'm afraid this is a tumor.

We need to take further action.

Surgery.

How much is that, Doc?

It would cost tens to hundreds of millions.

YUDHA DIRECTOR

What do you think is the meaning of love?

Love is never that simple.

Love means giving.

Without ever demanding.

Love also always suffers.

Without ever lamenting or holding a grudge.

That's a pretty good answer.

-Mr. Satrio. -Yes, ma'am.

I'm glad you came.

So what do you think?

Can you help with my problem?

Please get this done.

She's been the one helping us all this time. Right?

Of course.

I'm returning your money.

Everything is still intact here.

Mr. Satrio.

I don't think you need to be arrogant and refuse this money.

Especially with your current condition.

Your daughter is sick.

This is okay.

This amount of money can certainly be very helpful.

And I think this amount is far more than enough

for your daughter's medical expenses.

Do you really have the heart?

Your daughter's sick, but you can't provide intensive care for her.

Just accept this money.

So that we can all be free from our problems.

I will not change my financial bookkeeping even a bit.

Even to help my sick daughter.

I don't want to treat my daughter with ill-gotten money.

I don't want to lie to myself, to the company, and also to God.

I'll excuse myself.

Sorry if I said anything wrong.

You said he could solve my problem.

But do you see what is happening now?

Forget about him. Just find someone else.

I need my problem to be dealt with immediately.

I'm sorry, ma'am.

I can't recommend anyone else.

You still have a lot of debt here. Do you understand?

Yes, I know.

-You remember? -I do, sir.

Then how could you behave like this?

You dare come and ask for another loan?

-Do you understand? -It's urgent, sir.

So when all the employees hear about this, and they have something urgent like this,

this company could go bankrupt. Bankrupt, you hear?

You can't even change some numbers, and all you do is add to them.

-Where were you? -I was just playing.

You came home early today.

I wanted to see you.

-Peace be upon you. -Upon you too.

Tulus, someone put this in front of the house earlier.

They returned my letter.

I guess the postman didn't know where to send it.

TO GOD

Sir!

Excuse me.

-Yes? -Come here, sir.

I need to ask something.

-You come here! -No way!

-You come here! -Hurry!

Just come here!

I need to ask you. Whose house is that?

Be polite when you speak to elders.

Pardon me, sir. Whose house is that?

That's Satrio's house.

But if he isn't home, he's probably at the hospital.

Who is sick?

His daughter. That poor girl.

What happened to her?

That's what I don't understand. But it looks very serious.

They've sold everything they had.

They don't have the money for surgery.

And she still hasn't recovered.

-Not yet recovered? -Poor thing.

Din?

Time for your medicine.

-What did you write to God? -This.

Just that.

What's this?

What is this, Mom?

Is this God's reply?

Does it mean God answered my letter?

Honey.

What do you think?

I don't know.

What did Tulus write, anyway?

"My name is Tulus. I'm seven years old."

"I am the son of Mr. Satrio and Mrs. Utari."

"I have an older sister, her name is Dinda."

"My house is in Mbatik Village, right beside Old Man Sastro's house."

"Not the former village head, but the one who has a turtledove."

"My dad said God is inside our heart…"

But I can't see God.

I don't where the heart is.

So, I wrote a letter, so that God can read it.

My father has never had a lot of money, but we are very happy.

Dear God, are you angry because I never prayed to you?

You see, my Dad always tells me to pray.

But I never prayed.

If you're angry with me, please don't punish my mom and dad.

Especially Dinda.

I don't want her to be sick because I was being naughty.

I feel sorry for my mom and dad.

They don't have the money to treat Dinda.

Dear God. Mom and Dad have sold everything that we had,

but the money is still not enough.

Dinda is also in constant pain.

Sometimes her fever becomes very high.

Sometimes she's really cold.

I'm afraid because she's my only sister.

I'm also sad to see my mother crying silently

and hugging my sister when I am asleep.

I often wake up because of that, but I pretend to be asleep.

I'm afraid that my mother might cry even louder.

Please help us, God.

Greetings. Tulus.

Sis.

5 YEARS AGO

I really need your help.

My daughter Andien is very sick.

The doctor said I have to take her to Jakarta immediately.

But I don't have anything left to sell, sis.

Only the house that Bambang left for us.

Wid…

I know your husband has done a lot for my family.

But that was before.

You can't just suddenly come and ask for a favor in return.

Your husband isn't here anymore.

Your daughter is your own business.

I'll work for you, sis.

I'll pay you back, whatever it takes.

Please help my daughter. I have to save my child.

I'm begging you.

I'm not a social institution.

I have other things that I need to attend to.

If you need a loan, then I suggest you look elsewhere.

Please, sis.

So, do you understand what I told you yesterday?

Yes, ma'am. I understand.

Please send this letter to their house.

Okay, ma'am.

By the way, don't you have any interest in helping their family, ma'am?

Just make sure this letter reaches them.

Yes, ma'am. I'll head there right away.

-By the way. -Yes, ma'am?

Make sure no one sees you.

Yes, ma'am.

Dear God, I want to say thank you.

Dinda has had her surgery.

The doctor said she can go back to school in two weeks.

Thank you, God.

How is she?

I hope so. They've sold everything they had.

-They don't have anything left. -Come, Din.

Let me ask them later.

Mrs. Tari. How is Dinda doing?

Thank God she's okay. She made it.

-Thank God. -We're happy to hear that.

-Excuse me, ma'am. -See you, ma'am.

I hereby state my resignation from the company on August 17th, 2023

SASKIA WIGUNA IS OFFICIALLY ARRESTED FOR TAX EVASION

If you're looking for God…

Look into your heart, kid.

One of the ways to get closer to God is by praying.

Wait, Mr. Postman!

Wait, Mr. Postman!

Yes, kid?

-I need to send a letter. -Sure thing.

-To God? -Yes, to God.