Ghost Writer (2019) Movie Script
Please
take good care of the house.
Okay.
Sorry, I can't accompany you there.
-It's all right, sir.
-Okay.
-Okay?
-All right, I'll go on ahead.
-Thank you so much.
-Okay.
Those are the new occupants of the house.
What do you think? Isn't it awesome?
STRINGING STARS
-See that figure squatting there?
-Yes.
That's a shroud ghost.
A shroud ghost can squat?
Shroud ghosts jump.
Maybe he's tired of jumping.
It's still impossible.
Shroud ghosts have slim fit wrappings.
Maybe he's standing, but
Maybe he's a midget shroud ghost.
Imps are midgets.
What's wrong with that?
No height requirements
to be a shroud ghost.
You think he's in the army?
Or perhaps
that's an imp dressed as a shrouded ghost?
Hey. You two are so lame,
believing in such things.
Believe me.
If Mrs. Broto finds out, she'll hose you.
Hose? Am I a firetruck?
Ma'am.
This script.
Why haven't you revised it?
I've told the writer.
She said your idea was too soap opera.
What do you mean soap opera, Alvin?
I just asked for an ending
where the female lead
gets pregnant and amnesiac.
Such things are not rare occurrences.
It's not like we're using
the "What?" zoom effect.
The what effect?
"What?" Zoomed.
"What?" Zoomed.
Now, that's soap opera.
Okay.
-So, we use the "What?" zoom effect?
-Use it. Eh? Don't.
Right, don't.
SIR, WHEN CAN I RECEIVE MY ROYALTY?
Hello, sir?
About your royalty.
It should be approved tomorrow.
But since this is your third year,
the amount won't be too large.
Yes, sir. I understand.
Anyway, how about my script?
About that, um
Why don't we talk about that here?
The day after tomorrow?
Okay, sure.
And could you make a new synopsis
for our discussion material?
-Okay, sir.
-Thanks.
Darto, your ball.
Darto?
-Sis?
-What?
This house is big.
Why did they lease it for a low price?
Isn't it suspicious, Sis?
No.
Sis, put on some music or something.
It's too quiet here.
Okay, I'll play a song.
Not that song, Sis! It's so creepy!
Turn it off!
Oh, Darto.
You're still a scaredy-cat.
There!
What's that noise? Did you hear it?
What noise? I didn't hear anything.
There! How can you not hear that?
Oh, maybe that's our food delivery.
Go get it.
No way!
Fine, I'll get it.
I'm coming with you!
It's scary here.
What's so scary?
What if it's not a person?
It's all right, Darto!
Just a minute, I'll get the money.
All right.
Come on. It must be the light bulb.
But it's true.
People say
when the lights are blinking,
there are spirits approaching.
Approaching? What for?
Group study!
How should I know?
Ask them yourself.
What do you have to be afraid of?
It all depends on your faith.
If you have strong faith, nothing will
-What was that?
-Don't hurt us, please!
Sorry, I got carried away.
Excuse me.
Gosh.
Oh, wait.
Thank you.
Wink, wink.
Cuddling in the rain?
Disgusting.
I'll never hug you again.
You better keep your word.
Easy with the dramatic entrance.
Actors.
Bro, what were you filming?
The usual.
A soap opera.
It's a living.
Let me see your acting skill.
Come on, just a little.
What did you say?
I just arrived in this house, I'm all wet!
I haven't even dried myself,
and you ask me to act?
But you're an actor, Bro! An actor!
Can't you even do that much?
What? You underestimated me?
How dare you!
Cut! Enough.
Hi.
Your acting was great.
You, study some more.
I was doing great! What more do you want?
And you, go get changed.
But I haven't unpacked my clothes.
You can use Darto's clothes.
Will they fit?
Sure they will.
What's wrong? See, they fit.
Nay, they fit.
What do you mean fit?
Your belly is exposed!
You don't know fashion.
This is called an air vent.
It keeps you cool all day.
What do you think about your new place?
Nice?
-It's nice.
-No.
Well, if you're not comfortable
or not happy with it,
you can find a better place.
If you don't mind,
you can use my savings, it's all right.
Vino, as if you don't know.
She'll lose her pride
if she accepts other people's help.
No money, but ego as big as Hotman Paris'.
No need, Vin.
We're just not used to this place.
It will feel like home eventually.
Right?
Nay, do you remember that Franky?
-I do.
-Well
Franky is starting an advertising agency.
There's an opening
for a copywriter position.
What do you say?
I'll pass, Vin.
I want to focus on writing my novel.
-Are you sure? You need--
-I'm sure, Vin.
I just want to help you.
Tough luck. She's hard-headed.
-Just like your head.
-Hey!
What? You share the same gene.
BALANCE: 4,210.500 RUPIAH
SYNOPSIS
Naya!
Naya!
What's with you?
-I'm the one who should be asking!
-The faucet!
What's wrong?
It's on.
That's good!
The faucet turned on by itself!
Sis, I'm sure!
This house is haunted!
Well, maybe. This is an old house.
As long as we don't disturb them,
they won't do anything to us.
What do you mean?
The faucet turned on by itself!
Well, just turn it off.
Enough, trust me.
You will be all right, okay?
But I'm scared, Sis.
Can I sleep here?
Okay.
I'll sleep in your room.
Come on!
You asked for it.
Hey, wash your face.
No, let it seep in.
Doctor Surya, you advised me
to write down all feelings and thoughts
that come across my mind.
But it made me incoherent.
Because my feelings and thoughts,
they're all hollow.
Since I was young, Mom never liked me.
And after that incident,
Mom hated me even more.
Honestly, I also hated myself.
I think I should stay away from Mom,
rather than
keep on reminding her of that incident.
Dad still believes that things
will go back to the way they were before.
But I know
it's impossible.
I never wanted to be anyone's burden.
Especially Mom and Dad.
Maybe I should leave this world.
Then everyone would be happier.
Poor guy.
Are you all right?
Is anything else wrong?
I'm just wondering.
What might've happened to him?
CONTINUE THE RHYME BELOW
Sis!
YOU INSOLENT BRATS
GET OUT OF HERE!
Okay, I believe you.
But where should we go at this hour, To?
Any place!
We can find a hotel.
We can rent a new house tomorrow.
Or we can stay at Vino's place.
I told you,
we shouldn't be anyone's burden.
Vino is your boyfriend, not a stranger!
Sis, please. Wait, listen to me.
Naya, please!
Darma Farianto!
I understand you're afraid.
I understand you well.
But please understand me too.
I've paid the rent for a year.
My savings are enough
for your school tuition
and our daily needs.
Not to mention your high school.
Fine, you don't have to pay for my school.
Oh, you want to be a bum
who didn't even graduate junior high then?
Darto.
Just
Please.
Please try to feel at home.
But, I'm afraid.
Fine. I'll be by your side.
Excuse me.
Forgive my insolence
for taking this diary.
I'm returning this.
I promise I won't touch your things again.
But
please stop scaring my brother.
He's a timid kid.
I ask for your cooperation.
Thank you.
What do you think, Billy?
A ghost actually wrote this?
Damn, that's scary, To.
But look how it rhymes.
Here.
"Hunting in a prairie's flat."
"Caught a stripe legged deer."
"You insolent brats, get out of here!"
It's a rhyme.
Oh, right, just a second.
What?
Tomorrow's physics homework.
Can you ask that ghost to do it for me?
We would be furious
working on a physics homework.
Let alone a ghost.
How about religion homework?
It's a ghost, Bill!
How can a ghost study religion?
Oh, I know.
Mr. Saidi.
Mr. Saidi can do religion homework?
Of course I can.
What do you think kept me safe
as a security guard for years?
These rings!
I'll tell you.
This one can keep banshees away.
And this one
This one's for ogres.
And this one
never left my finger, since junior high.
It's the most powerful?
It's stuck.
I can't take it off.
I've used different soaps.
Still won't come off,
but my hands smell nice.
Where can I get rings like that?
These kind of rings?
Nowadays,
it's hard to find them.
I'll buy you some.
But I'd say
for your case,
rings won't be enough
That ghost in your house
needs to be exorcised by someone stronger.
Can you do it?
I can do it.
But you know
It's hard
to find the time.
-What's that for?
-Today.
If you want me today, that's not enough.
Don't rush into decisions.
What are you doing?
I'll report you to the Principal.
Nothing, ma'am.
It's under control.
You're into that?
Whatever! I'm not looking!
Face that way!
This is bad!
Okay, see you tomorrow.
Yes, sir.
Bill, come with me tomorrow.
Yeah
All right. Thank you, Bill.
Yeah.
Indeed! All right!
-So, how's it going?
-Sir.
Is it okay if Vino joins us?
How are you, Vin?
-I'm good.
-What have you been up to?
The usual, soap operas.
What's the genre?
Oh. Genre.
Right. What's the genre?
The genre is
Romance automotive.
Romance automotive?
-Yeah.
-Oh, wow.
That's unique.
-Very.
-That's new.
Pioneer.
What's the title?
The title?
Love in Public Transportation.
-So that's the automotive part.
-That's right.
Romance automotive.
Love in Public Transportation.
-The sets were mostly on the street.
-I see.
But, that's good,
you got an important role.
You're the driver
in that love story, right?
The driver is the main role.
-Yeah.
-But I wasn't the driver.
I got the role as the driver's friend,
but we were very close.
This driver has no friend except me.
Still an important role, then.
-Important. I kept the plot going.
-Yeah.
Sir, what about Naya?
Right, sir. What about my script?
Your script hasn't been approved
by Mrs. Broto, Naya.
-Is that so?
-Your script is not bad.
It's just that your first novel was
so good.
A bestseller.
People have high expectations from you.
So your new release should be as good.
Or else readers will be disappointed
and it will be a flop.
Any other idea?
I asked you for a synopsis.
-No.
-There is.
Really?
Yeah.
You know, Nay.
That story you told me that made you cry.
And I was also so moved.
-Really?
-Tell him.
But that was
She just came up with the idea.
It needs to be developed.
But, I've met my producer.
A famous producer in Jakarta.
I told him about Naya's idea.
He wants to make a movie about it.
Wow, and he just heard the idea.
-Yes!
-Oh!
Well
That's amazing.
It's best if Naya tells you herself.
-Tell him.
-What's the story about?
Yeah.
Well,
It's about a guy.
He had this diary, and
In it, he wrote about
how his mother hated him.
Until finally
he committed suicide.
Oh! That's quite dark.
Nay.
I just wanted to help, Nay.
That's not how you do it.
Then how should I have done it?
Nay, you need a story idea.
You got a good story here.
You just need to develop it.
But we don't know whose story that is.
Exactly, because we don't know
whose story that is,
it's a waste to just let it lay around.
It's better
if we turn it into something useful.
NEW STUDENT ADMISSION
Sis, it's okay.
I can go to a cheaper school.
No.
That's not an option.
Adiguna is a good high school.
Mom and dad sent me to study there
and it's my job to send you
to study there too.
-Hello, sir?
-Mrs. Broto loves your story idea.
If you can finish the draft soon,
we can still launch it
at the Jakarta Book Fair in two months.
You know how crowded the event will be?
Seriously, sir?
Seriously.
What do you say?
NEW STUDENT ADMISSION FORM
DEAL, SIR. I'LL WORK ON IT.
Well
-Where's Billy?
-He's has diarrhea.
-Huh?
-Diarrhea, sir.
You know, bowel movement.
I know that.
I've had diarrhea too.
What I meant was
Why so sudden?
All diarrhea come suddenly, sir.
Who would plan such thing?
You have a point. It's not town meeting.
Anyway, what about that ring for me?
Huh.
-Here.
-It's ugly.
Silly boy.
In mystic art.
The uglier, the more powerful.
Do you think if Limbad just
gets all dressed up in a batik suit,
he can eat all those nails?
I bet he'd choke on them.
You talk too much! Just put it on!
All right.
PUBLIC TOILESorry.
Have you been eating toxic waste?
I have a bad feeling.
I can almost smell it.
This supernatural stink.
Come on.
Just a second.
My stomach's upset again.
Gosh, you poop a lot like a bird!
Hurry up! The ghost might go home already!
-Come on!
-Come on, Bill.
Just hold it in.
But let me use your toilet, okay?
My toilet is broken!
Yeah.
THIEF!
SLR. I NEED TO TALK.
WHAT'S SLR?
SORRY LATE REPLY.
WHY SHORTEN IT?
SAVES TIME.
Hey! Not that one, that's expensive!
Here.
Use this one.
YOU'RE CONFUSING ME.
Why are we chatting like this?
Please, I need to talk to you.
SLR
What's SLR now?
SORRY, LAMENTABLY REFUSE.
But this is important.
I need your help.
Mr. Ghost?
Mr. Ghost?
Let's chat some more.
Ping.
Calm down, I just want to talk.
Mr. Ghost?
What do you want?
You want to get rid of her, right?
Naya?
Sis?
To, I need to poop!
Help me!
Gosh, can't you just wait?
Sir, come with me to the toilet!
What the heck?
You recruited me to exorcise a ghost,
not to exorcise your poop!
And the lights are out.
To!
Come on, let me poop!
I'm scared, Bill!
I'll do it here.
Don't!
What are you doing?
Go take this friend of yours!
You're troublesome! Come on!
Why do I have to deal with poop?
The price is different.
I promise, I won't let them disturb you.
But please don't hurt my brother.
Gosh!
Hurry up, Bill.
Gosh, relax, will you?
If I move too much,
it'll come out.
Where's your toilet?
There at the corner.
-Gosh!
-Hurry up!
Why did they have to build the toilet
so far?
Gosh.
To, come on.
Come on what?
Come inside with me.
Are you nuts?
I'll wait outside!
Gosh, To. I'm afraid.
It's scary in there.
Don't take too long.
Yeah.
I'll wait outside!
To!
I just started!
To!
To, are you still there?
What's wrong?
A ghost!
-Are you serious?
-Yes!
It stinks so bad!
Flush it, please!
It's broken!
Broken? What? It stinks!
Well, it's either my poop or that ghost.
To!
To!
Thank you for choosing my poop.
Hurry up!
To, I'm scared as well!
But if you're hugging me like this,
my poop won't come out!
Right, sorry.
-Who are you, sir?
-Diarrhea!
Who are you, Miss? You startled me!
-I live here.
-Huh?
What are you doing here?
Uh, no. I was with
You better leave
before I call the neighbors.
No, I was with that kid with diarrhea.
-Or should I call the police?
-Please don't!
Don't bother.
I'll go, yeah.
I'm leaving.
I'm leaving, see?
Enough.
Enough.
I just want to help you.
I never asked for your help.
Let's run!
You can clean your butt later!
What do you mean?
It'll dry up!
-Let's run!
-Fine.
-Let's go.
-I'll count.
-One
-Gosh.
Three!
Ouch!
I'll get athlete's foot!
What's going on? It's me.
Sis, help us!
There's a ghost
banging on the bathroom door!
That was me.
Huh?
You had to bring that shaman.
So I played a trick on you.
Sis
What is that smell?
I promise I won't bring another shaman.
I've never seen a coward like that guy.
Hey. Whose idea was it anyway
to invite a shaman?
It was Billy's, Sis.
Huh?
You helped pay him.
Well, my share was bigger.
What's with you two?
I'll spend only one night there.
Are you getting rid of me?
It's not like that.
Tomorrow, I will call some workers
to repair the leaks.
So spend some more time there, okay?
How long?
Well, I don't know. I'll update you.
Is that okay, Bill?
It's all right, Sis.
Under control.
Besides, I don't have a poop buddy.
It's settled then.
Let me walk you out.
-Okay?
-All right.
-Come on.
-Yeah.
Excuse me.
Here
I brought some offerings for you, sir.
The vendor said they're bestsellers.
Please forgive my little brother.
I don't eat this kind of thing.
You've been watching
too many horror movies.
Uh
So
what do you eat?
Back then,
I used to eat rawon beef soup.
No wonder they call it The Devil's Rawon.
About last night.
Thank you
for getting rid of that shaman.
My name is Galih.
I'm Naya.
And
that other one?
Who was she?
No one.
I'm the only one here.
I thought there was another one.
The scary one.
Oh. So you think I'm not scary enough?
You're scary.
But you're scary in a different way.
Your scariness is
kind of sweet.
Gosh.
Wrong choice of words.
I'm sorry.
It's my first time talking to a ghost.
It's all right.
Thank you for calling me sweet.
You said
there was something you wanted to talk
to me about.
It's about
I need your permission
to write your life story as a novel.
No.
Galih.
Wait.
Listen to me.
Honestly,
I wouldn't beg like this
if it wasn't an emergency.
These past three years, none of my scripts
were accepted by the publisher.
Not until I told them about your diary.
And by doing that, you were out of line.
You told others
about the content of my diary.
Without my permission.
I'm sorry.
I know I was wrong.
But please
give me a chance to write this novel.
This story has so much potential.
Let's reverse the situation.
What if your diary,
the story of your life,
was exposed for everyone to read?
Why should I object?
I'll be happy if my life story
can be beneficial to others.
Moreover, if it can make
my late parents proud.
Proud?
I'm not sure
if my parents would be proud of me.
Why do you say that?
Because all my life,
I was considered a troublemaker
by my parents.
That's the thing.
This novel
could be your chance to tell them
that their opinion about you was wrong.
So
What do you say?
If
you
can turn this into a chance for me
to tell people
what's in my heart and the real truth
then yes.
But on one condition.
I don't want any over dramatization.
Got it.
By the way,
why did you keep this diary in the attic?
This diary is precious to me.
Maybe that's the reason
I can see you whenever I touch it.
Where should we start?
Okay.
I got the impression
that your mom hated you so much.
Why is that?
I killed my own sister.
Huh?
Seriously?
What's wrong?
Now you're scared?
Kind of.
When I was young,
I lived in my grandma's house
because my parents were busy working.
So I wasn't too close to them.
At least until
Bening was born.
Bening was every parent's ideal child.
And I was considered
nothing but a troublemaker.
But I tried to be a good brother.
Even then, everybody still blamed me.
Hey!
I don't want to see this happening again.
How many times do I have to come?
I chose to go to college far away.
-Thanks to your behavior!
-In Bandung.
One day, Bening had a fight with mom.
She ran away to Bandung.
I told Bening that
I disapproved of her decision.
I called mom.
I knew, it was because of you.
And mom was mad at me.
I drove Bening home.
Then it happened.
I was turning!
I gave you the right-of-way!
-I gave you the right-of-way!
-No, you didn't!
-Come here!
-Stop it!
We're writing a novel about this story.
So if you make this into a movie,
the tickets will sell out.
Because the readers will go see the movie.
We'll have to see about that.
The novel may not be a hit anyway.
Am I right?
I have another appointment.
Excuse me.
I can mail the synopsis
to you if that's okay.
If you want to read, don't be shy.
Come closer.
I'm not afraid anymore.
"Up to the point
where Galih has to accept"
"Give up?"
It sounds effortless.
Make peace?
That's a good choice of words.
Of course. Galih.
You're a snob now?
That's okay, pride is one of our natures.
SOMETIMES I DOUBT WHETHER I'M
THEIR BIOLOGICAL CHILD OR NOT.
You made a typo.
"Interasction." What's that?
Oh, sorry.
Come on.
Keep going, it's all right.
Your writing isn't bad.
Really?
Yeah.
Would you like to be my ghost writer?
Since you're already a ghost.
It's not everyday you get a real ghost
as a ghost writer.
I feel like a ghost with no dignity.
You look so down.
Have some life spirit.
Dead spirit.
Have some spirit in general.
Naya.
Your parents are gone, right?
In a traffic accident.
When I was in high school.
So, my brother Darto and I
had to live with our uncle.
Our aunt disliked us for being a burden.
She called us spoiled.
That our parents hadn't raised us well.
We decided to leave their house.
Since then,
I learned to live independently.
Live independently or live in pride?
Why does everyone
keep saying that I'm full of pride?
Nay.
I'm not like everyone.
Yes, Mr. Ghost!
Easy with the "Ghost" part.
It's getting colder.
Can you feel cold as well?
You look so pale.
You said you like rawon soup.
Devil and Rawon.
Devil and Rawon.
Devil's Rawon.
But
Just a little more.
Naya
Galih, relax for a minute.
We need to rest.
Enjoy life.
How nice to be alive.
Oops.
It moved by itself!
No, it didn't.
I pulled the table cloth.
Why am I afraid of your brother?
There. Let's continue.
Now we need ideas for the title.
What's Wrong With Galih?
What's wrong with you?
Final Apology.
Deal?
Deal, deal.
Final Apology with Galih.
Why do we need "Galih" in it?
Final Apology is fine.
-Fine, if you don't need me anymore.
-I can't.
Why would I do that?
I mean it's true, but
Yes, finally it's finished.
You finished it?
-Galih!
-Congratulations.
Thank you so much, Galih.
Thank you so much for all your help.
Thank you for giving me permission
to write this and
Anyway, thank you so much. I don't know
what I'd have done without your help.
Sis.
What are you doing?
I'm working out.
What kind of workout is that?
It's for strengthening
your latissimus muscles.
Latissimus muscles?
Yeah, here.
Try it.
No, thanks.
My muscles are strong enough.
Good day, Ma'am.
Good day.
Can I help you?
I'm the one renting Mr. Harja's house.
Miss Naya?
Yes, there's a letter for Mr. Harja,
but they sent it to the old address.
Just a second.
Here's the letter.
Can I leave it with you?
Thank you, child.
Yes, Ma'am. Excuse me.
What happened?
They say the house owner hanged himself.
That's why the spirit is restless.
Why is he restless?
You country bumpkin.
Look. If you die an unnatural death,
you'll become a restless spirit.
Like, you die in a car crash suddenly.
You'll become restless
and looking for the one who killed you.
He's the same, restless.
That's different.
What's the difference?
If a person dies in a car crash,
of course, he'll become restless.
Because he will look
for the driver who hit him.
If he hanged himself, who else killed him?
Well, true.
Then why did he become restless?
He might have some unfinished business.
That's even more absurd.
Why absurd?
If he has unfinished business,
he decided his own time of death.
Why did he commit suicide that day?
Why not the next day?
Well, it's a sudden decision.
That makes even less sense.
People don't hang themselves suddenly.
You have to plan it.
You have to prepare the rope.
You have to tie the knot firmly.
Go to a higher place,
then you hang yourself.
No planned things can be called sudden.
Yes, there is.
What?
-Tofu balls.
-Huh?
Tofu balls are fried suddenly.
But the fact is they're planned.
They use food trucks and frying pans.
You think they suddenly fry tofu balls?
But we're talking about hanging here.
About suicide, not tofu balls.
Never mind,
you know nothing about suicide.
Just a second.
Do you know anything about that?
-Come on.
-No, I want to ask you!
Do you know how it feels?
-But you--
-Ever commit suicide?
Do you know how it feels?
-You don't understand.
-You don't either.
You understand even less.
But, I don't brag. You don't understand.
I understand this much.
You understand not even that much.
I know this much, you know that much.
-So noisy.
-Really! He's so noisy!
-Hi.
-Hi.
-What do you think?
-Sorry it took so long.
So, I've discussed this with Mrs. Broto.
Overall, everything's okay. It's just
we think,
especially the ending,
I think it needs to be changed.
Changed?
Let's make the mother more sadistic.
Our readers love dramatization,
so they can feel the guy's suffering.
Make it more exciting to read, Nay.
Am I right?
The sooner you approve this,
the better we can meet the deadline
for the Jakarta Book Fair.
What do you say?
Okay, I'll try to revise it.
Okay, let's get lunch.
CONGRATULATIONS FOR YOUR SECOND NOVEL.
You're only being used!
What do you mean?
Cancel the novel at once!
Can I introduce myself?
Sorry, Dear. I'm not interested.
Not interested, you said?
After what I did all this time,
you're not interested?
I want you, Nay!
I want you!
Did you say you want me?
After you impregnated me
and left just like that?
No, Dear. No.
Nay,
why do you have to mention "pregnant"?
That's too much. People are staring.
Everything's under control.
Nobody's pregnant.
-No.
-Just a gastric problem.
Sorry, please continue.
-Are you done filming?
-I am.
It's unusual for you, not working at home.
I'm trying to get away from Galih.
Who's that?
A friend.
Oh.
He helped me write.
He helped you write.
Yeah.
So he came to your place?
Well
He did.
-How come I--
-Just a minute.
Let me finish this first.
I have a lot to revise.
I have a deadline to meet.
Okay.
Nay.
Galih.
You surprised me.
Who's surprising?
This is how I usually appear before you.
Why do you look so nervous?
No, I'm not.
I'm okay.
So, how was it?
What did your editor say? Does he like it?
Okay.
He likes it.
I'm so tired.
I need to rest.
At this hour?
Nay?
Okay.
Have a nice sleep.
Galih?
You're not playing tricks, are you?
CANCEL THE NOVEL!
Sorry, miss. You're not done yet?
Waiter?
You can take it.
MOM REALLY CARES ABOUT BENING, BUSHE ALWAYS AVOIDED INTERACTING WITH ME.
MOM REALLY CARES ABOUT BENING,
BUT SHE ALWAYS TORTURES ME.
SHE OFTEN BEATS ME
AND SAYS THAT I BRING BAD LUCK.
-This is the contract.
-Okay.
And this
first print of the book.
I want you to check everything.
If you find any mistakes,
call me right away
because we have to print it.
Okay, sir. On it.
Hey, Vin. What about that thing?
You said there's an interested
movie producer.
That's right.
-That movie producer?
-Yeah.
Nay.
Being silent won't solve the problem, Nay.
Why do you have to lie?
Okay, here's the thing.
I lied
because I didn't know
what else to do to help you.
Because you always refuse
my offer to help.
But you gladly accept help
from another guy.
What do you mean?
Galih.
You let Galih help you, but not me.
Is Galih that special to you?
Vin, there's nothing between me and Galih,
and there will never be.
Who can guarantee that, Naya?
Galih is
Galih is what?
Galih is a ghost, Vin.
He's the suicide guy in the story.
He wrote the diary
and helped me with writing this novel.
Satisfied?
I
I don't know what else to say.
I'm your boyfriend,
not your fiction novel reader.
Okay, you're good at making stories,
I know that.
But, this is real life, Nay.
SHE OFTEN BEATS ME
AND SAYS THAT I BRING BAD LUCK.
I only asked for one condition.
One condition.
Please let me explain
I thought you could be trusted.
CONGRATULATIONS ON YOUR SECOND NOVEL
SIR, CAN WE JUST CANCEL THE NOVEL?
NEW STUDENT ADMISSION
Naya.
I'm home.
I just need to change.
I'm sleeping at Billy's.
Don't forget to eat.
Okay. Let's go.
You said you have some antique collection.
Come on, show it to me.
If Naya comes in, hide it.
Hang on.
Hey, aren't you gonna help me
get down from here?
You jerk.
I should've stayed over here more often.
I thought you were a coward.
These magazines make you brave?
Actually, I'm not a coward, you know?
You said there are no more ghost here.
Can I scream now?
Don't.
If Naya finds out, I'm done for.
It must be the light switch.
I'll turn it on, wait here.
See? It's on.
To!
Can I scream now?
Try to be brave.
Look at the magazine, there.
Be brave, okay?
Let me turn it back on.
There.
It's on.
To, I can't hold it anymore!
I need to scream, okay?
Bill, don't you realize
you're holding an adult magazine?
Damn magazine!
It's not much of a fun!
And I have to face this much risk?
Here, I'm giving it back!
I still need to scream!
Yeah, yeah. Hold on.
To, can I scream now?
Yes!
Naya!
Naya!
-What happened?
-Help me, Sis!
Wait here!
-Yeah.
-Help!
Help!
-Please don't hurt my brother!
-Help!
I've deleted it!
-Please let him go!
-Can you push?
Can you push?
Help!
Let me help you.
Careful.
Sis, I'll go home now.
I deleted it. What more do you want?
Who are you talking to?
Okay, wait! I know what you want!
Sir, I'm cancelling my novel!
Are you delirious, Nay?
I can't explain. The point is,
this novel must not be published.
Nay.
I'll call you back.
I'm in a meeting, okay?
Sir?
I've asked for the novel to be cancelled,
but the process takes time! Please wait!
To.
Please forgive me.
Sis, you're working together with a ghost?
For a novel?
Are you insane?
I don't get you!
To, I know I'm wrong, I'm sorry.
But I need this novel. I need the money!
For your school tuition, for you.
Everything that I've done,
I've done for you, To.
For me?
Or your ego, Sis?
I never asked for a fancy school.
I never asked for your sacrifice.
But if you think of me
as a burden, okay then!
I can live by myself.
I don't have to depend on you.
To!
Sir, how is it? Can it be done?
Of course not, it's about to be printed!
Darto!
Darto!
Sis, help me!
Let him go!
He has nothing to do with this!
Please let him go!
Please!
Please!
Enough.
Enough.
Galih!
Galih, please help!
Enough, you'll kill them!
I know you're angry, but please!
Please help us, Galih!
I said enough!
Darto! Are you all right?
Darto!
Darto, wait!
Darto!
Wait.
To!
Bening.
Are you all right?
This is your first time here,
isn't it, Brother?
Yes.
It's not that I don't want to come here.
But what's the use?
They moved to this house
so they can forget about me and you.
I don't see a single photo
of us placed in this house.
No, Brother.
The reason dad moved here
and not displaying our photos
It's because dad worries
that mom might do what you did.
I see everyone's here.
The neighbors kept blaming mom.
And also the news
about our deaths
made mom even more depressed.
Dad only tried
to find a new place.
To make it easier for them
to carry on with their lives.
At least they got what they wished for.
They can smile again.
They're smiling.
But that doesn't mean they're happy.
Dad can hide his feelings very well.
You see, until now
he never drove your car again.
And mom always tried to smile
in front of dad.
They're trying to get their life
back on track, Brother.
That novel will ruin their effort.
But I have a strong reason
why I have to get that novel published.
Is that more important
than our parents' happiness?
Don't be selfish!
The number you are calling is busy.
Please try again later.
Bro, I'll take one.
Take care, Bro.
I'M GALIH!
Are you ready?
I'm ready.
Of course I'm ready.
Is he here?
He is.
Great, if he's here.
Okay, so you just hold this diary.
Here's the thing, Nay.
This is our first meeting.
Now, it is said that first meetings
give the best impression.
I'm afraid that he'll get
the wrong impression from me.
You know my intentions are good, right?
So you better ask him first
if he's bothered by my presence.
Are you bothered?
He said no.
He should be bothered.
Well,
just hold this.
Tell me how he looks.
Give me a hint about his looks,
his appearance.
Well, he looks
ordinary.
But he is a bit pale.
-I still think--
-Just see for yourself.
All right.
You said he's a little pale!
He's all white, and his eyes are red!
-Dammit!
-All right.
Come here.
Easy, easy.
It's all right.
Easy, careful.
Okay.
Are you ready?
Yeah.
We'll touch it together.
-Okay?
-Okay.
Where is he?
Open your eyes.
Oh.
Hello.
Hi.
My hand is dirty.
I just wiped my butt.
You use your right hand?
I'm left-handed.
Well, sometimes, Nay.
I need to use both hands
for filming purposes.
What's wrong?
I just want to say
thanks.
For helping me and Naya get back together.
Galih, please forgive me.
I apologize as well.
Because of my sister,
you, and Darto almost got hurt.
The scary one was Bening?
Is she scary or pretty?
She's pretty,
but scary.
The reason Bening did all that,
I think
it's because she still hates me.
She doesn't want our parents
to suffer even more.
What do you mean?
Our novel
It will bring up old wounds.
The tragedies
they've been trying to forget.
I know.
Come with me now.
Come on.
Watch this. That viral grandpa video.
He married a specter.
How is it possible?
Well, that's love.
If he's in love,
he should have a crush first.
So?
When you have a crush, people say
it starts from the eyes to the heart.
We're talking about a ghost here.
Ghosts have scary looks.
What made him fall in love?
Her faith?
That doesn't make sense.
We're talking about a ghost.
She behaves like a ghost. Evil.
No.
Ghosts are not evil.
Take a banshee for example.
She either laughs or cries.
What's so evil about that?
Well, she scares people.
Crying in the middle of the night?
Why would she do that?
-Sadness?
-Why would she be sad?
Maybe she stepped in poop!
Okay, fine.
Let's say she stepped in poop.
Why does she have to cry at night?
Well, she stepped in it at night!
You think she'd cry
the following noon? What's with you?
Hey, are you trying to fool me?
What now?
A banshee can't step in poop!
Why not?
She hovers!
How could she possibly step in poop
if she hovers?
What's your excuse now?
Oh. Perhaps that's what makes her sad.
She wants to step in poop, but she can't.
That means she hasn't stepped in it.
But that makes her sad, right?
-She sad.
-She's sad, but
Of course she's sad--
It's difficult to talk to you!
You always have an excuse.
Go home.
Go home.
It's time to go home.
Stop talking about ghosts.
I hope you meet a real ghost.
You wish.
Why would a ghost come
to a publisher's office?
To revise its novel?
Get up, I have to work.
Where's Mr. Alvin?
He's doing some editing on the rooftop.
Just go upstairs.
-I'll just go upstairs?
-Yeah.
-Thank you.
-Yeah.
Hey, did you finish this letter?
-Let me put it here.
-Got it.
-What?
-Those folders just fell on their own!
-Seriously?
-Seriously! They fell on their own!
-You're not scaring me?
-No! They were
A ghost?
I don't believe it.
Galih and his sister
don't want their parents to become sad
because of this novel.
Moreover, we revised the mom
as a cruel person.
It's called dramatization.
For better sales.
You'll get the royalty, Nay.
I don't want my novel
to remind others of their trauma.
Moreover, causing their late children's
souls to become restless.
Please, sir.
Gosh.
I really don't believe these kinda things.
How about it?
Do I have to?
I can do it.
But
But
You didn't sell enough in Medan, Nay.
Huh? Medan?
Why do we need it in Bataknese?
MAKE THE NOVEL IN BATAKNESE!
Why Bataknese, Nay?
CANCEL THE NOVEL!
I don't know what App
or hacking trick you're using.
Whatever trick this is,
I don't believe in ghosts, okay?
And I'm not canceling the novel.
Okay.
Why don't you see him for yourself?
-All right, I'm not afraid.
-Sir.
If I may suggest
You should believe
what Naya said because--
Vino!
Save your acting for the soap opera.
Don't do it in front of me,
it won't work, okay?
Sir?
Trust me, okay?
What do you say?
You want it canceled?
-I
-Can I delete it?
FINAL APOLOGY - FINAL DRAFAre we done?
-He didn't believe me.
-Vino!
What?
What is it?
Come with me, I'm scared.
Nay.
Are you all right?
I'm okay.
Finally
the novel is canceled.
That's Bening.
Galih.
I don't think
Bening hates you.
She loves you.
I can see you
whenever I touch this diary.
Your most precious thing.
And
I can see Bening
whenever I touch you.
No. Bening.
Bening!
Bening!
Bening!
Do you hate me?
I never hated you, Brother.
Not once.
You're a good person.
People love you.
So, don't give up hope, okay?
Lower your ego.
And don't let me see
you quit writing novels.
I will come and
Naya.
Please forgive me.
I understand you so well.
If I was in your position,
maybe I'd be as angry too.
Thank you.
Thank you for planning all this.
Please, sir, ma'am.
Sir, ma'am.
Please hold this diary.
Galih!
Please forgive me, son.
It was my fault, Mom.
Bening!
I'm sorry, Sis.
If you run away again,
you're gonna get it.
I'll send you to an orphanage.
Yeah.
I'm sorry too.
Thank you.
Hey!
I was cleaning your room.
Whose magazines are those?
-Billy's.
-Darto's, Sis.
It's mine, Sis.
You and your reading materials.
No more reading those kinds of magazines.
All right, Sis.
-Let's have breakfast.
-Let's.
Hey, where are you going, guys?
What's the hurry?
Don't tell Naya
you got the magazine from me, okay?
Or I'll finish you!
You too.
That is some good acting.
No, I'm serious. I'll finish you.
Seriously, I'll finish you.
You too.
Move, I want breakfast.
You got a job? Where?
In an advertising agency, as a copywriter.
But I'm still writing.
But that story in your book,
was that a real story?
So, you wrote it together with that ghost?
That's unbelievable.
Hey, Jer, come here.
-Here's the novel.
-Thank you, Jeremy.
Ghosts here are fun.
You can ask them to write.
You can't do that in my village.
They're evil?
They're illiterate.
You know how village ghosts are.
Right. Thank you, Jer.
-Excuse me.
-Yeah.
Here. It's a sample, so it's still rough.
But you get the idea.
FOR GALIH,
THANK YOU FOR YOUR WONDERFUL STORY
There they are.
How are you?
Ma'am.
-Have you been waiting?
-Not really.
-Did you go on a trip?
-Yes.
What food have you
brought us this time? Let's eat.
This fishcake is so tasty.
Where did you buy it?
We bought these near Darto's school.
We were on our way
to pick up his high school uniform.
Eh?
You're a high-schooler already?
I don't look like one, right?
I have such a baby face.
Which school?
Adiguna, Ma'am.
Adiguna is an expensive school.
Luckily, this kid
managed to catch up
with his lessons last minute.
So, he got good grades
and received a scholarship.
I'm a smart kid.
You must visit us often.
We can live as a family.
-It feels like we have children again.
-We have children again.
That's right.
So can I have an allowance?
What was that?
Don't worry.
Give me the red ones.
This one should do for such a babyface.
You're not giving me the red ones?
You said you're a smart kid.
Color them yourself.
You don't want it?
-Can I have it?
-Hey!
You do want it.
Since you consider us your own children,
can you please give us
a discount on the rent?
You're the same.
Sir?
-It's a deal?
-Okay, that can be arranged.
You're too much, Sis.
We are family now, right?
take good care of the house.
Okay.
Sorry, I can't accompany you there.
-It's all right, sir.
-Okay.
-Okay?
-All right, I'll go on ahead.
-Thank you so much.
-Okay.
Those are the new occupants of the house.
What do you think? Isn't it awesome?
STRINGING STARS
-See that figure squatting there?
-Yes.
That's a shroud ghost.
A shroud ghost can squat?
Shroud ghosts jump.
Maybe he's tired of jumping.
It's still impossible.
Shroud ghosts have slim fit wrappings.
Maybe he's standing, but
Maybe he's a midget shroud ghost.
Imps are midgets.
What's wrong with that?
No height requirements
to be a shroud ghost.
You think he's in the army?
Or perhaps
that's an imp dressed as a shrouded ghost?
Hey. You two are so lame,
believing in such things.
Believe me.
If Mrs. Broto finds out, she'll hose you.
Hose? Am I a firetruck?
Ma'am.
This script.
Why haven't you revised it?
I've told the writer.
She said your idea was too soap opera.
What do you mean soap opera, Alvin?
I just asked for an ending
where the female lead
gets pregnant and amnesiac.
Such things are not rare occurrences.
It's not like we're using
the "What?" zoom effect.
The what effect?
"What?" Zoomed.
"What?" Zoomed.
Now, that's soap opera.
Okay.
-So, we use the "What?" zoom effect?
-Use it. Eh? Don't.
Right, don't.
SIR, WHEN CAN I RECEIVE MY ROYALTY?
Hello, sir?
About your royalty.
It should be approved tomorrow.
But since this is your third year,
the amount won't be too large.
Yes, sir. I understand.
Anyway, how about my script?
About that, um
Why don't we talk about that here?
The day after tomorrow?
Okay, sure.
And could you make a new synopsis
for our discussion material?
-Okay, sir.
-Thanks.
Darto, your ball.
Darto?
-Sis?
-What?
This house is big.
Why did they lease it for a low price?
Isn't it suspicious, Sis?
No.
Sis, put on some music or something.
It's too quiet here.
Okay, I'll play a song.
Not that song, Sis! It's so creepy!
Turn it off!
Oh, Darto.
You're still a scaredy-cat.
There!
What's that noise? Did you hear it?
What noise? I didn't hear anything.
There! How can you not hear that?
Oh, maybe that's our food delivery.
Go get it.
No way!
Fine, I'll get it.
I'm coming with you!
It's scary here.
What's so scary?
What if it's not a person?
It's all right, Darto!
Just a minute, I'll get the money.
All right.
Come on. It must be the light bulb.
But it's true.
People say
when the lights are blinking,
there are spirits approaching.
Approaching? What for?
Group study!
How should I know?
Ask them yourself.
What do you have to be afraid of?
It all depends on your faith.
If you have strong faith, nothing will
-What was that?
-Don't hurt us, please!
Sorry, I got carried away.
Excuse me.
Gosh.
Oh, wait.
Thank you.
Wink, wink.
Cuddling in the rain?
Disgusting.
I'll never hug you again.
You better keep your word.
Easy with the dramatic entrance.
Actors.
Bro, what were you filming?
The usual.
A soap opera.
It's a living.
Let me see your acting skill.
Come on, just a little.
What did you say?
I just arrived in this house, I'm all wet!
I haven't even dried myself,
and you ask me to act?
But you're an actor, Bro! An actor!
Can't you even do that much?
What? You underestimated me?
How dare you!
Cut! Enough.
Hi.
Your acting was great.
You, study some more.
I was doing great! What more do you want?
And you, go get changed.
But I haven't unpacked my clothes.
You can use Darto's clothes.
Will they fit?
Sure they will.
What's wrong? See, they fit.
Nay, they fit.
What do you mean fit?
Your belly is exposed!
You don't know fashion.
This is called an air vent.
It keeps you cool all day.
What do you think about your new place?
Nice?
-It's nice.
-No.
Well, if you're not comfortable
or not happy with it,
you can find a better place.
If you don't mind,
you can use my savings, it's all right.
Vino, as if you don't know.
She'll lose her pride
if she accepts other people's help.
No money, but ego as big as Hotman Paris'.
No need, Vin.
We're just not used to this place.
It will feel like home eventually.
Right?
Nay, do you remember that Franky?
-I do.
-Well
Franky is starting an advertising agency.
There's an opening
for a copywriter position.
What do you say?
I'll pass, Vin.
I want to focus on writing my novel.
-Are you sure? You need--
-I'm sure, Vin.
I just want to help you.
Tough luck. She's hard-headed.
-Just like your head.
-Hey!
What? You share the same gene.
BALANCE: 4,210.500 RUPIAH
SYNOPSIS
Naya!
Naya!
What's with you?
-I'm the one who should be asking!
-The faucet!
What's wrong?
It's on.
That's good!
The faucet turned on by itself!
Sis, I'm sure!
This house is haunted!
Well, maybe. This is an old house.
As long as we don't disturb them,
they won't do anything to us.
What do you mean?
The faucet turned on by itself!
Well, just turn it off.
Enough, trust me.
You will be all right, okay?
But I'm scared, Sis.
Can I sleep here?
Okay.
I'll sleep in your room.
Come on!
You asked for it.
Hey, wash your face.
No, let it seep in.
Doctor Surya, you advised me
to write down all feelings and thoughts
that come across my mind.
But it made me incoherent.
Because my feelings and thoughts,
they're all hollow.
Since I was young, Mom never liked me.
And after that incident,
Mom hated me even more.
Honestly, I also hated myself.
I think I should stay away from Mom,
rather than
keep on reminding her of that incident.
Dad still believes that things
will go back to the way they were before.
But I know
it's impossible.
I never wanted to be anyone's burden.
Especially Mom and Dad.
Maybe I should leave this world.
Then everyone would be happier.
Poor guy.
Are you all right?
Is anything else wrong?
I'm just wondering.
What might've happened to him?
CONTINUE THE RHYME BELOW
Sis!
YOU INSOLENT BRATS
GET OUT OF HERE!
Okay, I believe you.
But where should we go at this hour, To?
Any place!
We can find a hotel.
We can rent a new house tomorrow.
Or we can stay at Vino's place.
I told you,
we shouldn't be anyone's burden.
Vino is your boyfriend, not a stranger!
Sis, please. Wait, listen to me.
Naya, please!
Darma Farianto!
I understand you're afraid.
I understand you well.
But please understand me too.
I've paid the rent for a year.
My savings are enough
for your school tuition
and our daily needs.
Not to mention your high school.
Fine, you don't have to pay for my school.
Oh, you want to be a bum
who didn't even graduate junior high then?
Darto.
Just
Please.
Please try to feel at home.
But, I'm afraid.
Fine. I'll be by your side.
Excuse me.
Forgive my insolence
for taking this diary.
I'm returning this.
I promise I won't touch your things again.
But
please stop scaring my brother.
He's a timid kid.
I ask for your cooperation.
Thank you.
What do you think, Billy?
A ghost actually wrote this?
Damn, that's scary, To.
But look how it rhymes.
Here.
"Hunting in a prairie's flat."
"Caught a stripe legged deer."
"You insolent brats, get out of here!"
It's a rhyme.
Oh, right, just a second.
What?
Tomorrow's physics homework.
Can you ask that ghost to do it for me?
We would be furious
working on a physics homework.
Let alone a ghost.
How about religion homework?
It's a ghost, Bill!
How can a ghost study religion?
Oh, I know.
Mr. Saidi.
Mr. Saidi can do religion homework?
Of course I can.
What do you think kept me safe
as a security guard for years?
These rings!
I'll tell you.
This one can keep banshees away.
And this one
This one's for ogres.
And this one
never left my finger, since junior high.
It's the most powerful?
It's stuck.
I can't take it off.
I've used different soaps.
Still won't come off,
but my hands smell nice.
Where can I get rings like that?
These kind of rings?
Nowadays,
it's hard to find them.
I'll buy you some.
But I'd say
for your case,
rings won't be enough
That ghost in your house
needs to be exorcised by someone stronger.
Can you do it?
I can do it.
But you know
It's hard
to find the time.
-What's that for?
-Today.
If you want me today, that's not enough.
Don't rush into decisions.
What are you doing?
I'll report you to the Principal.
Nothing, ma'am.
It's under control.
You're into that?
Whatever! I'm not looking!
Face that way!
This is bad!
Okay, see you tomorrow.
Yes, sir.
Bill, come with me tomorrow.
Yeah
All right. Thank you, Bill.
Yeah.
Indeed! All right!
-So, how's it going?
-Sir.
Is it okay if Vino joins us?
How are you, Vin?
-I'm good.
-What have you been up to?
The usual, soap operas.
What's the genre?
Oh. Genre.
Right. What's the genre?
The genre is
Romance automotive.
Romance automotive?
-Yeah.
-Oh, wow.
That's unique.
-Very.
-That's new.
Pioneer.
What's the title?
The title?
Love in Public Transportation.
-So that's the automotive part.
-That's right.
Romance automotive.
Love in Public Transportation.
-The sets were mostly on the street.
-I see.
But, that's good,
you got an important role.
You're the driver
in that love story, right?
The driver is the main role.
-Yeah.
-But I wasn't the driver.
I got the role as the driver's friend,
but we were very close.
This driver has no friend except me.
Still an important role, then.
-Important. I kept the plot going.
-Yeah.
Sir, what about Naya?
Right, sir. What about my script?
Your script hasn't been approved
by Mrs. Broto, Naya.
-Is that so?
-Your script is not bad.
It's just that your first novel was
so good.
A bestseller.
People have high expectations from you.
So your new release should be as good.
Or else readers will be disappointed
and it will be a flop.
Any other idea?
I asked you for a synopsis.
-No.
-There is.
Really?
Yeah.
You know, Nay.
That story you told me that made you cry.
And I was also so moved.
-Really?
-Tell him.
But that was
She just came up with the idea.
It needs to be developed.
But, I've met my producer.
A famous producer in Jakarta.
I told him about Naya's idea.
He wants to make a movie about it.
Wow, and he just heard the idea.
-Yes!
-Oh!
Well
That's amazing.
It's best if Naya tells you herself.
-Tell him.
-What's the story about?
Yeah.
Well,
It's about a guy.
He had this diary, and
In it, he wrote about
how his mother hated him.
Until finally
he committed suicide.
Oh! That's quite dark.
Nay.
I just wanted to help, Nay.
That's not how you do it.
Then how should I have done it?
Nay, you need a story idea.
You got a good story here.
You just need to develop it.
But we don't know whose story that is.
Exactly, because we don't know
whose story that is,
it's a waste to just let it lay around.
It's better
if we turn it into something useful.
NEW STUDENT ADMISSION
Sis, it's okay.
I can go to a cheaper school.
No.
That's not an option.
Adiguna is a good high school.
Mom and dad sent me to study there
and it's my job to send you
to study there too.
-Hello, sir?
-Mrs. Broto loves your story idea.
If you can finish the draft soon,
we can still launch it
at the Jakarta Book Fair in two months.
You know how crowded the event will be?
Seriously, sir?
Seriously.
What do you say?
NEW STUDENT ADMISSION FORM
DEAL, SIR. I'LL WORK ON IT.
Well
-Where's Billy?
-He's has diarrhea.
-Huh?
-Diarrhea, sir.
You know, bowel movement.
I know that.
I've had diarrhea too.
What I meant was
Why so sudden?
All diarrhea come suddenly, sir.
Who would plan such thing?
You have a point. It's not town meeting.
Anyway, what about that ring for me?
Huh.
-Here.
-It's ugly.
Silly boy.
In mystic art.
The uglier, the more powerful.
Do you think if Limbad just
gets all dressed up in a batik suit,
he can eat all those nails?
I bet he'd choke on them.
You talk too much! Just put it on!
All right.
PUBLIC TOILESorry.
Have you been eating toxic waste?
I have a bad feeling.
I can almost smell it.
This supernatural stink.
Come on.
Just a second.
My stomach's upset again.
Gosh, you poop a lot like a bird!
Hurry up! The ghost might go home already!
-Come on!
-Come on, Bill.
Just hold it in.
But let me use your toilet, okay?
My toilet is broken!
Yeah.
THIEF!
SLR. I NEED TO TALK.
WHAT'S SLR?
SORRY LATE REPLY.
WHY SHORTEN IT?
SAVES TIME.
Hey! Not that one, that's expensive!
Here.
Use this one.
YOU'RE CONFUSING ME.
Why are we chatting like this?
Please, I need to talk to you.
SLR
What's SLR now?
SORRY, LAMENTABLY REFUSE.
But this is important.
I need your help.
Mr. Ghost?
Mr. Ghost?
Let's chat some more.
Ping.
Calm down, I just want to talk.
Mr. Ghost?
What do you want?
You want to get rid of her, right?
Naya?
Sis?
To, I need to poop!
Help me!
Gosh, can't you just wait?
Sir, come with me to the toilet!
What the heck?
You recruited me to exorcise a ghost,
not to exorcise your poop!
And the lights are out.
To!
Come on, let me poop!
I'm scared, Bill!
I'll do it here.
Don't!
What are you doing?
Go take this friend of yours!
You're troublesome! Come on!
Why do I have to deal with poop?
The price is different.
I promise, I won't let them disturb you.
But please don't hurt my brother.
Gosh!
Hurry up, Bill.
Gosh, relax, will you?
If I move too much,
it'll come out.
Where's your toilet?
There at the corner.
-Gosh!
-Hurry up!
Why did they have to build the toilet
so far?
Gosh.
To, come on.
Come on what?
Come inside with me.
Are you nuts?
I'll wait outside!
Gosh, To. I'm afraid.
It's scary in there.
Don't take too long.
Yeah.
I'll wait outside!
To!
I just started!
To!
To, are you still there?
What's wrong?
A ghost!
-Are you serious?
-Yes!
It stinks so bad!
Flush it, please!
It's broken!
Broken? What? It stinks!
Well, it's either my poop or that ghost.
To!
To!
Thank you for choosing my poop.
Hurry up!
To, I'm scared as well!
But if you're hugging me like this,
my poop won't come out!
Right, sorry.
-Who are you, sir?
-Diarrhea!
Who are you, Miss? You startled me!
-I live here.
-Huh?
What are you doing here?
Uh, no. I was with
You better leave
before I call the neighbors.
No, I was with that kid with diarrhea.
-Or should I call the police?
-Please don't!
Don't bother.
I'll go, yeah.
I'm leaving.
I'm leaving, see?
Enough.
Enough.
I just want to help you.
I never asked for your help.
Let's run!
You can clean your butt later!
What do you mean?
It'll dry up!
-Let's run!
-Fine.
-Let's go.
-I'll count.
-One
-Gosh.
Three!
Ouch!
I'll get athlete's foot!
What's going on? It's me.
Sis, help us!
There's a ghost
banging on the bathroom door!
That was me.
Huh?
You had to bring that shaman.
So I played a trick on you.
Sis
What is that smell?
I promise I won't bring another shaman.
I've never seen a coward like that guy.
Hey. Whose idea was it anyway
to invite a shaman?
It was Billy's, Sis.
Huh?
You helped pay him.
Well, my share was bigger.
What's with you two?
I'll spend only one night there.
Are you getting rid of me?
It's not like that.
Tomorrow, I will call some workers
to repair the leaks.
So spend some more time there, okay?
How long?
Well, I don't know. I'll update you.
Is that okay, Bill?
It's all right, Sis.
Under control.
Besides, I don't have a poop buddy.
It's settled then.
Let me walk you out.
-Okay?
-All right.
-Come on.
-Yeah.
Excuse me.
Here
I brought some offerings for you, sir.
The vendor said they're bestsellers.
Please forgive my little brother.
I don't eat this kind of thing.
You've been watching
too many horror movies.
Uh
So
what do you eat?
Back then,
I used to eat rawon beef soup.
No wonder they call it The Devil's Rawon.
About last night.
Thank you
for getting rid of that shaman.
My name is Galih.
I'm Naya.
And
that other one?
Who was she?
No one.
I'm the only one here.
I thought there was another one.
The scary one.
Oh. So you think I'm not scary enough?
You're scary.
But you're scary in a different way.
Your scariness is
kind of sweet.
Gosh.
Wrong choice of words.
I'm sorry.
It's my first time talking to a ghost.
It's all right.
Thank you for calling me sweet.
You said
there was something you wanted to talk
to me about.
It's about
I need your permission
to write your life story as a novel.
No.
Galih.
Wait.
Listen to me.
Honestly,
I wouldn't beg like this
if it wasn't an emergency.
These past three years, none of my scripts
were accepted by the publisher.
Not until I told them about your diary.
And by doing that, you were out of line.
You told others
about the content of my diary.
Without my permission.
I'm sorry.
I know I was wrong.
But please
give me a chance to write this novel.
This story has so much potential.
Let's reverse the situation.
What if your diary,
the story of your life,
was exposed for everyone to read?
Why should I object?
I'll be happy if my life story
can be beneficial to others.
Moreover, if it can make
my late parents proud.
Proud?
I'm not sure
if my parents would be proud of me.
Why do you say that?
Because all my life,
I was considered a troublemaker
by my parents.
That's the thing.
This novel
could be your chance to tell them
that their opinion about you was wrong.
So
What do you say?
If
you
can turn this into a chance for me
to tell people
what's in my heart and the real truth
then yes.
But on one condition.
I don't want any over dramatization.
Got it.
By the way,
why did you keep this diary in the attic?
This diary is precious to me.
Maybe that's the reason
I can see you whenever I touch it.
Where should we start?
Okay.
I got the impression
that your mom hated you so much.
Why is that?
I killed my own sister.
Huh?
Seriously?
What's wrong?
Now you're scared?
Kind of.
When I was young,
I lived in my grandma's house
because my parents were busy working.
So I wasn't too close to them.
At least until
Bening was born.
Bening was every parent's ideal child.
And I was considered
nothing but a troublemaker.
But I tried to be a good brother.
Even then, everybody still blamed me.
Hey!
I don't want to see this happening again.
How many times do I have to come?
I chose to go to college far away.
-Thanks to your behavior!
-In Bandung.
One day, Bening had a fight with mom.
She ran away to Bandung.
I told Bening that
I disapproved of her decision.
I called mom.
I knew, it was because of you.
And mom was mad at me.
I drove Bening home.
Then it happened.
I was turning!
I gave you the right-of-way!
-I gave you the right-of-way!
-No, you didn't!
-Come here!
-Stop it!
We're writing a novel about this story.
So if you make this into a movie,
the tickets will sell out.
Because the readers will go see the movie.
We'll have to see about that.
The novel may not be a hit anyway.
Am I right?
I have another appointment.
Excuse me.
I can mail the synopsis
to you if that's okay.
If you want to read, don't be shy.
Come closer.
I'm not afraid anymore.
"Up to the point
where Galih has to accept"
"Give up?"
It sounds effortless.
Make peace?
That's a good choice of words.
Of course. Galih.
You're a snob now?
That's okay, pride is one of our natures.
SOMETIMES I DOUBT WHETHER I'M
THEIR BIOLOGICAL CHILD OR NOT.
You made a typo.
"Interasction." What's that?
Oh, sorry.
Come on.
Keep going, it's all right.
Your writing isn't bad.
Really?
Yeah.
Would you like to be my ghost writer?
Since you're already a ghost.
It's not everyday you get a real ghost
as a ghost writer.
I feel like a ghost with no dignity.
You look so down.
Have some life spirit.
Dead spirit.
Have some spirit in general.
Naya.
Your parents are gone, right?
In a traffic accident.
When I was in high school.
So, my brother Darto and I
had to live with our uncle.
Our aunt disliked us for being a burden.
She called us spoiled.
That our parents hadn't raised us well.
We decided to leave their house.
Since then,
I learned to live independently.
Live independently or live in pride?
Why does everyone
keep saying that I'm full of pride?
Nay.
I'm not like everyone.
Yes, Mr. Ghost!
Easy with the "Ghost" part.
It's getting colder.
Can you feel cold as well?
You look so pale.
You said you like rawon soup.
Devil and Rawon.
Devil and Rawon.
Devil's Rawon.
But
Just a little more.
Naya
Galih, relax for a minute.
We need to rest.
Enjoy life.
How nice to be alive.
Oops.
It moved by itself!
No, it didn't.
I pulled the table cloth.
Why am I afraid of your brother?
There. Let's continue.
Now we need ideas for the title.
What's Wrong With Galih?
What's wrong with you?
Final Apology.
Deal?
Deal, deal.
Final Apology with Galih.
Why do we need "Galih" in it?
Final Apology is fine.
-Fine, if you don't need me anymore.
-I can't.
Why would I do that?
I mean it's true, but
Yes, finally it's finished.
You finished it?
-Galih!
-Congratulations.
Thank you so much, Galih.
Thank you so much for all your help.
Thank you for giving me permission
to write this and
Anyway, thank you so much. I don't know
what I'd have done without your help.
Sis.
What are you doing?
I'm working out.
What kind of workout is that?
It's for strengthening
your latissimus muscles.
Latissimus muscles?
Yeah, here.
Try it.
No, thanks.
My muscles are strong enough.
Good day, Ma'am.
Good day.
Can I help you?
I'm the one renting Mr. Harja's house.
Miss Naya?
Yes, there's a letter for Mr. Harja,
but they sent it to the old address.
Just a second.
Here's the letter.
Can I leave it with you?
Thank you, child.
Yes, Ma'am. Excuse me.
What happened?
They say the house owner hanged himself.
That's why the spirit is restless.
Why is he restless?
You country bumpkin.
Look. If you die an unnatural death,
you'll become a restless spirit.
Like, you die in a car crash suddenly.
You'll become restless
and looking for the one who killed you.
He's the same, restless.
That's different.
What's the difference?
If a person dies in a car crash,
of course, he'll become restless.
Because he will look
for the driver who hit him.
If he hanged himself, who else killed him?
Well, true.
Then why did he become restless?
He might have some unfinished business.
That's even more absurd.
Why absurd?
If he has unfinished business,
he decided his own time of death.
Why did he commit suicide that day?
Why not the next day?
Well, it's a sudden decision.
That makes even less sense.
People don't hang themselves suddenly.
You have to plan it.
You have to prepare the rope.
You have to tie the knot firmly.
Go to a higher place,
then you hang yourself.
No planned things can be called sudden.
Yes, there is.
What?
-Tofu balls.
-Huh?
Tofu balls are fried suddenly.
But the fact is they're planned.
They use food trucks and frying pans.
You think they suddenly fry tofu balls?
But we're talking about hanging here.
About suicide, not tofu balls.
Never mind,
you know nothing about suicide.
Just a second.
Do you know anything about that?
-Come on.
-No, I want to ask you!
Do you know how it feels?
-But you--
-Ever commit suicide?
Do you know how it feels?
-You don't understand.
-You don't either.
You understand even less.
But, I don't brag. You don't understand.
I understand this much.
You understand not even that much.
I know this much, you know that much.
-So noisy.
-Really! He's so noisy!
-Hi.
-Hi.
-What do you think?
-Sorry it took so long.
So, I've discussed this with Mrs. Broto.
Overall, everything's okay. It's just
we think,
especially the ending,
I think it needs to be changed.
Changed?
Let's make the mother more sadistic.
Our readers love dramatization,
so they can feel the guy's suffering.
Make it more exciting to read, Nay.
Am I right?
The sooner you approve this,
the better we can meet the deadline
for the Jakarta Book Fair.
What do you say?
Okay, I'll try to revise it.
Okay, let's get lunch.
CONGRATULATIONS FOR YOUR SECOND NOVEL.
You're only being used!
What do you mean?
Cancel the novel at once!
Can I introduce myself?
Sorry, Dear. I'm not interested.
Not interested, you said?
After what I did all this time,
you're not interested?
I want you, Nay!
I want you!
Did you say you want me?
After you impregnated me
and left just like that?
No, Dear. No.
Nay,
why do you have to mention "pregnant"?
That's too much. People are staring.
Everything's under control.
Nobody's pregnant.
-No.
-Just a gastric problem.
Sorry, please continue.
-Are you done filming?
-I am.
It's unusual for you, not working at home.
I'm trying to get away from Galih.
Who's that?
A friend.
Oh.
He helped me write.
He helped you write.
Yeah.
So he came to your place?
Well
He did.
-How come I--
-Just a minute.
Let me finish this first.
I have a lot to revise.
I have a deadline to meet.
Okay.
Nay.
Galih.
You surprised me.
Who's surprising?
This is how I usually appear before you.
Why do you look so nervous?
No, I'm not.
I'm okay.
So, how was it?
What did your editor say? Does he like it?
Okay.
He likes it.
I'm so tired.
I need to rest.
At this hour?
Nay?
Okay.
Have a nice sleep.
Galih?
You're not playing tricks, are you?
CANCEL THE NOVEL!
Sorry, miss. You're not done yet?
Waiter?
You can take it.
MOM REALLY CARES ABOUT BENING, BUSHE ALWAYS AVOIDED INTERACTING WITH ME.
MOM REALLY CARES ABOUT BENING,
BUT SHE ALWAYS TORTURES ME.
SHE OFTEN BEATS ME
AND SAYS THAT I BRING BAD LUCK.
-This is the contract.
-Okay.
And this
first print of the book.
I want you to check everything.
If you find any mistakes,
call me right away
because we have to print it.
Okay, sir. On it.
Hey, Vin. What about that thing?
You said there's an interested
movie producer.
That's right.
-That movie producer?
-Yeah.
Nay.
Being silent won't solve the problem, Nay.
Why do you have to lie?
Okay, here's the thing.
I lied
because I didn't know
what else to do to help you.
Because you always refuse
my offer to help.
But you gladly accept help
from another guy.
What do you mean?
Galih.
You let Galih help you, but not me.
Is Galih that special to you?
Vin, there's nothing between me and Galih,
and there will never be.
Who can guarantee that, Naya?
Galih is
Galih is what?
Galih is a ghost, Vin.
He's the suicide guy in the story.
He wrote the diary
and helped me with writing this novel.
Satisfied?
I
I don't know what else to say.
I'm your boyfriend,
not your fiction novel reader.
Okay, you're good at making stories,
I know that.
But, this is real life, Nay.
SHE OFTEN BEATS ME
AND SAYS THAT I BRING BAD LUCK.
I only asked for one condition.
One condition.
Please let me explain
I thought you could be trusted.
CONGRATULATIONS ON YOUR SECOND NOVEL
SIR, CAN WE JUST CANCEL THE NOVEL?
NEW STUDENT ADMISSION
Naya.
I'm home.
I just need to change.
I'm sleeping at Billy's.
Don't forget to eat.
Okay. Let's go.
You said you have some antique collection.
Come on, show it to me.
If Naya comes in, hide it.
Hang on.
Hey, aren't you gonna help me
get down from here?
You jerk.
I should've stayed over here more often.
I thought you were a coward.
These magazines make you brave?
Actually, I'm not a coward, you know?
You said there are no more ghost here.
Can I scream now?
Don't.
If Naya finds out, I'm done for.
It must be the light switch.
I'll turn it on, wait here.
See? It's on.
To!
Can I scream now?
Try to be brave.
Look at the magazine, there.
Be brave, okay?
Let me turn it back on.
There.
It's on.
To, I can't hold it anymore!
I need to scream, okay?
Bill, don't you realize
you're holding an adult magazine?
Damn magazine!
It's not much of a fun!
And I have to face this much risk?
Here, I'm giving it back!
I still need to scream!
Yeah, yeah. Hold on.
To, can I scream now?
Yes!
Naya!
Naya!
-What happened?
-Help me, Sis!
Wait here!
-Yeah.
-Help!
Help!
-Please don't hurt my brother!
-Help!
I've deleted it!
-Please let him go!
-Can you push?
Can you push?
Help!
Let me help you.
Careful.
Sis, I'll go home now.
I deleted it. What more do you want?
Who are you talking to?
Okay, wait! I know what you want!
Sir, I'm cancelling my novel!
Are you delirious, Nay?
I can't explain. The point is,
this novel must not be published.
Nay.
I'll call you back.
I'm in a meeting, okay?
Sir?
I've asked for the novel to be cancelled,
but the process takes time! Please wait!
To.
Please forgive me.
Sis, you're working together with a ghost?
For a novel?
Are you insane?
I don't get you!
To, I know I'm wrong, I'm sorry.
But I need this novel. I need the money!
For your school tuition, for you.
Everything that I've done,
I've done for you, To.
For me?
Or your ego, Sis?
I never asked for a fancy school.
I never asked for your sacrifice.
But if you think of me
as a burden, okay then!
I can live by myself.
I don't have to depend on you.
To!
Sir, how is it? Can it be done?
Of course not, it's about to be printed!
Darto!
Darto!
Sis, help me!
Let him go!
He has nothing to do with this!
Please let him go!
Please!
Please!
Enough.
Enough.
Galih!
Galih, please help!
Enough, you'll kill them!
I know you're angry, but please!
Please help us, Galih!
I said enough!
Darto! Are you all right?
Darto!
Darto, wait!
Darto!
Wait.
To!
Bening.
Are you all right?
This is your first time here,
isn't it, Brother?
Yes.
It's not that I don't want to come here.
But what's the use?
They moved to this house
so they can forget about me and you.
I don't see a single photo
of us placed in this house.
No, Brother.
The reason dad moved here
and not displaying our photos
It's because dad worries
that mom might do what you did.
I see everyone's here.
The neighbors kept blaming mom.
And also the news
about our deaths
made mom even more depressed.
Dad only tried
to find a new place.
To make it easier for them
to carry on with their lives.
At least they got what they wished for.
They can smile again.
They're smiling.
But that doesn't mean they're happy.
Dad can hide his feelings very well.
You see, until now
he never drove your car again.
And mom always tried to smile
in front of dad.
They're trying to get their life
back on track, Brother.
That novel will ruin their effort.
But I have a strong reason
why I have to get that novel published.
Is that more important
than our parents' happiness?
Don't be selfish!
The number you are calling is busy.
Please try again later.
Bro, I'll take one.
Take care, Bro.
I'M GALIH!
Are you ready?
I'm ready.
Of course I'm ready.
Is he here?
He is.
Great, if he's here.
Okay, so you just hold this diary.
Here's the thing, Nay.
This is our first meeting.
Now, it is said that first meetings
give the best impression.
I'm afraid that he'll get
the wrong impression from me.
You know my intentions are good, right?
So you better ask him first
if he's bothered by my presence.
Are you bothered?
He said no.
He should be bothered.
Well,
just hold this.
Tell me how he looks.
Give me a hint about his looks,
his appearance.
Well, he looks
ordinary.
But he is a bit pale.
-I still think--
-Just see for yourself.
All right.
You said he's a little pale!
He's all white, and his eyes are red!
-Dammit!
-All right.
Come here.
Easy, easy.
It's all right.
Easy, careful.
Okay.
Are you ready?
Yeah.
We'll touch it together.
-Okay?
-Okay.
Where is he?
Open your eyes.
Oh.
Hello.
Hi.
My hand is dirty.
I just wiped my butt.
You use your right hand?
I'm left-handed.
Well, sometimes, Nay.
I need to use both hands
for filming purposes.
What's wrong?
I just want to say
thanks.
For helping me and Naya get back together.
Galih, please forgive me.
I apologize as well.
Because of my sister,
you, and Darto almost got hurt.
The scary one was Bening?
Is she scary or pretty?
She's pretty,
but scary.
The reason Bening did all that,
I think
it's because she still hates me.
She doesn't want our parents
to suffer even more.
What do you mean?
Our novel
It will bring up old wounds.
The tragedies
they've been trying to forget.
I know.
Come with me now.
Come on.
Watch this. That viral grandpa video.
He married a specter.
How is it possible?
Well, that's love.
If he's in love,
he should have a crush first.
So?
When you have a crush, people say
it starts from the eyes to the heart.
We're talking about a ghost here.
Ghosts have scary looks.
What made him fall in love?
Her faith?
That doesn't make sense.
We're talking about a ghost.
She behaves like a ghost. Evil.
No.
Ghosts are not evil.
Take a banshee for example.
She either laughs or cries.
What's so evil about that?
Well, she scares people.
Crying in the middle of the night?
Why would she do that?
-Sadness?
-Why would she be sad?
Maybe she stepped in poop!
Okay, fine.
Let's say she stepped in poop.
Why does she have to cry at night?
Well, she stepped in it at night!
You think she'd cry
the following noon? What's with you?
Hey, are you trying to fool me?
What now?
A banshee can't step in poop!
Why not?
She hovers!
How could she possibly step in poop
if she hovers?
What's your excuse now?
Oh. Perhaps that's what makes her sad.
She wants to step in poop, but she can't.
That means she hasn't stepped in it.
But that makes her sad, right?
-She sad.
-She's sad, but
Of course she's sad--
It's difficult to talk to you!
You always have an excuse.
Go home.
Go home.
It's time to go home.
Stop talking about ghosts.
I hope you meet a real ghost.
You wish.
Why would a ghost come
to a publisher's office?
To revise its novel?
Get up, I have to work.
Where's Mr. Alvin?
He's doing some editing on the rooftop.
Just go upstairs.
-I'll just go upstairs?
-Yeah.
-Thank you.
-Yeah.
Hey, did you finish this letter?
-Let me put it here.
-Got it.
-What?
-Those folders just fell on their own!
-Seriously?
-Seriously! They fell on their own!
-You're not scaring me?
-No! They were
A ghost?
I don't believe it.
Galih and his sister
don't want their parents to become sad
because of this novel.
Moreover, we revised the mom
as a cruel person.
It's called dramatization.
For better sales.
You'll get the royalty, Nay.
I don't want my novel
to remind others of their trauma.
Moreover, causing their late children's
souls to become restless.
Please, sir.
Gosh.
I really don't believe these kinda things.
How about it?
Do I have to?
I can do it.
But
But
You didn't sell enough in Medan, Nay.
Huh? Medan?
Why do we need it in Bataknese?
MAKE THE NOVEL IN BATAKNESE!
Why Bataknese, Nay?
CANCEL THE NOVEL!
I don't know what App
or hacking trick you're using.
Whatever trick this is,
I don't believe in ghosts, okay?
And I'm not canceling the novel.
Okay.
Why don't you see him for yourself?
-All right, I'm not afraid.
-Sir.
If I may suggest
You should believe
what Naya said because--
Vino!
Save your acting for the soap opera.
Don't do it in front of me,
it won't work, okay?
Sir?
Trust me, okay?
What do you say?
You want it canceled?
-I
-Can I delete it?
FINAL APOLOGY - FINAL DRAFAre we done?
-He didn't believe me.
-Vino!
What?
What is it?
Come with me, I'm scared.
Nay.
Are you all right?
I'm okay.
Finally
the novel is canceled.
That's Bening.
Galih.
I don't think
Bening hates you.
She loves you.
I can see you
whenever I touch this diary.
Your most precious thing.
And
I can see Bening
whenever I touch you.
No. Bening.
Bening!
Bening!
Bening!
Do you hate me?
I never hated you, Brother.
Not once.
You're a good person.
People love you.
So, don't give up hope, okay?
Lower your ego.
And don't let me see
you quit writing novels.
I will come and
Naya.
Please forgive me.
I understand you so well.
If I was in your position,
maybe I'd be as angry too.
Thank you.
Thank you for planning all this.
Please, sir, ma'am.
Sir, ma'am.
Please hold this diary.
Galih!
Please forgive me, son.
It was my fault, Mom.
Bening!
I'm sorry, Sis.
If you run away again,
you're gonna get it.
I'll send you to an orphanage.
Yeah.
I'm sorry too.
Thank you.
Hey!
I was cleaning your room.
Whose magazines are those?
-Billy's.
-Darto's, Sis.
It's mine, Sis.
You and your reading materials.
No more reading those kinds of magazines.
All right, Sis.
-Let's have breakfast.
-Let's.
Hey, where are you going, guys?
What's the hurry?
Don't tell Naya
you got the magazine from me, okay?
Or I'll finish you!
You too.
That is some good acting.
No, I'm serious. I'll finish you.
Seriously, I'll finish you.
You too.
Move, I want breakfast.
You got a job? Where?
In an advertising agency, as a copywriter.
But I'm still writing.
But that story in your book,
was that a real story?
So, you wrote it together with that ghost?
That's unbelievable.
Hey, Jer, come here.
-Here's the novel.
-Thank you, Jeremy.
Ghosts here are fun.
You can ask them to write.
You can't do that in my village.
They're evil?
They're illiterate.
You know how village ghosts are.
Right. Thank you, Jer.
-Excuse me.
-Yeah.
Here. It's a sample, so it's still rough.
But you get the idea.
FOR GALIH,
THANK YOU FOR YOUR WONDERFUL STORY
There they are.
How are you?
Ma'am.
-Have you been waiting?
-Not really.
-Did you go on a trip?
-Yes.
What food have you
brought us this time? Let's eat.
This fishcake is so tasty.
Where did you buy it?
We bought these near Darto's school.
We were on our way
to pick up his high school uniform.
Eh?
You're a high-schooler already?
I don't look like one, right?
I have such a baby face.
Which school?
Adiguna, Ma'am.
Adiguna is an expensive school.
Luckily, this kid
managed to catch up
with his lessons last minute.
So, he got good grades
and received a scholarship.
I'm a smart kid.
You must visit us often.
We can live as a family.
-It feels like we have children again.
-We have children again.
That's right.
So can I have an allowance?
What was that?
Don't worry.
Give me the red ones.
This one should do for such a babyface.
You're not giving me the red ones?
You said you're a smart kid.
Color them yourself.
You don't want it?
-Can I have it?
-Hey!
You do want it.
Since you consider us your own children,
can you please give us
a discount on the rent?
You're the same.
Sir?
-It's a deal?
-Okay, that can be arranged.
You're too much, Sis.
We are family now, right?