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TALIA'S LIP
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Cut! You can sit now, Talia.
Duration?
-Sorry, this is urgent, Miss. -Yes? What?
She is upset. She doesn't want to be on TV. What should I do?
How can that be? She can't do that!
-What is the duration? -We're going on air soon.
-Come on. Let's go home! -No, please don't.
What should we do?
Tell Candra now.
-Miss. -Wait, Miss.
You are the one who likes to say, "Wash, wash, dry, dry."
-One minute. -Yes?
I really don't understand.
You're used to it. Imagine how I'm dealing with it.
-Yes, but... -Mrs. Fily.
She's leaving.
You have to force her. Bring her in front of the camera.
I want her on camera. Do you understand?
I feel sorry for her.
This is just business. Forget your feelings.
-I don't even get lunch. -Just ten minutes, ma'am.
-Thirty seconds. -Just deal with it.
If other programs cut us, it's your fault.
-Do you understand? -Okay.
I don't want it, even for just a minute.
Just for a minute.
We're now on the line with Mr. Bambang's wife, Mrs. Fily.
Good afternoon, Mrs. Fily.
Good afternoon, ma'am. How are you?
-Hi, Miss Talia. I'm fine. -Okay, ma'am.
Thanks for joining Talia's Lip today.
Someone wants to talk to you.
She is...
-This is just a sweet talk. -She is our source.
-Who is it? -Hi, Mrs. Fily.
-You told me it is Reza Rahardian. -Hi, I am Shasha.
Who are you?
I am Mr. Bambang's wife. Your husband's wife.
Give us some sad music. Hold.
I just... I just want to tell you...
that I have been married to your husband.
We have been married two years ago, unofficially.
What?
I am here to ask for my rights to your husband.
Maybe you don't believe me...
but look at this picture.
This picture was taken on our wedding.
What?
What is this?
You really don't have a heart.
-This is too much! -Mrs. Fily?
-You are too much! -Are you still with me?
We are losing signal...
It seems we're having a technical problem. Thanks, Sasha, for being here.
Stay with Talia's Lip. More than gossip.
She succeeded in persuading Mrs. Fily.
What did you do to make her available?
I told her that...
we have a surprise for her.
That she gets a chance to have an interview with...
Reza Rahadian.
And she believed that.
I give you two thumbs up. You are great.
-Thank you, Miss. -Look at this, Cand.
You should be ashamed.
You are an in-field producer, she is just a new girl from the creative department.
You should be more spontaneous.
You should be ashamed.
Send me through email...
Excuse me, Miss. Someone wants to meet you.
Who is it?
Someone...
I don't know.
How come you don't know? Is it a man or a woman?
It is a man.
-Yes? -Did you send someone to the office?
-What? -Is this one of your cousins?
You sure have a lot of cousins.
No.
So he is not your cousin? Are you sure?
My cousin will arrive in Jakarta this weekend.
I'm going to introduce him to you this Saturday. What is it?
Okay, then.
I will tell this man to leave. I don't know who is he.
What is it with her?
Talia?
-Please, have a seat. -Thank you.
What can I do for you?
I came here because I was asked to... teach you to recite Qur'an.
Me?
Yes, you.
You have to teach me to recite Qur'an?
You came to the wrong studio,
this is for the gossip show.
The religious show is in the other studio.
-No. -The one who used to...
You are Talia, Mrs. Dahlia's daughter, right?
Yes.
Your mother asked me to come to you.
My mother?
How come he knows her mother's name?
Maybe he wants to marry her.
I will ask my mother tonight.
But... Nuk.
I am so busy today. My schedule is tight.
You have to excuse me.
Talia.
I will talk to my mother.
Thank you, Ustad.
You're welcome.
Peace be upon you.
Peace be upon you too.
-Hi, Mom. -Hi.
-You still working this late. -I haven't finished yet.
I have a funny story, Mom.
A man came to my office this afternoon.
He told me he should teach me how to recite the Qur'an.
Really?
I really don't know about that. He said you sent him there.
Is he handsome?
Handsome is very relative.
He is tall, sturdy, with a brown complexion.
He looks like Pak Haji. With turban, Peci, and Koko shirt.
It means...
he looks like our guest downstairs.
What?
I didn't see anybody downstairs.
He is in the living room.
Who is that, Mom? This is not right.
He is the man that humiliated me at the office today.
Who is he?
He is Kiblat. Don't you remember?
He is the son of Kyai Umar, your father's friend.
You used to meet him when you were a child.
Why should he come here and teach me to recite the Qur'an?
I never asked him to.
Stop it.
I should finish the designing project for Mrs. Elly's coffee shop.
You better talk to him, instead of me.
What is wrong with you?
-Okay, then, I'll meet him. -Wait...
Talia.
Kiblat.
I am really sorry, Talia can't meet you tonight.
Is that fine with you?
It's okay, ma'am. I better go.
Thank you for coming.
-I'll take you to the door. -Sure.
Talia?
-Yes, Mother? -We should talk.
I need to tell you something.
About your father's will.
Me and your father were friends to Kiblat's parents.
We were so close like a family.
Do you know...
Kiblat's mother named you Talia.
Really?
Talia from the word tali (rope)...
and "a" is for amanah (fulfilling).
It is a hope that our band of brothers will never be broken.
And it is our duty to make sure of it.
That was many years ago...
Mr. Umar was building his Islamic boarding school.
But they were short of funding.
Your father gladly gave his charity.
Do you remember, when you were little...
we used to spend our holiday at your father's chocolate farm?
-Do you remember that? -Yes, I remember.
Your father gave that farm as waqf.
To help to build that Islamic boarding school, economically.
Your father...
he didn't study religion too well...
NGRANGKAH PAWON ISLAMIC BOARDING SCHOOL SEPAWON, KEDIRI
...but he loves ulama.
He loves the knowledge.
That's why he tried to help with everything he can.
The great part of this story is...
when Mr. Umar asked your father...
how can he gave the money back...
your father told him that one day...
he can return the favor with the knowledge.
Excuse me. I need to ask you something.
Where is Kiblat?
Qibla? Over there.
What is it with you? Qibla is always on the west.
Yes, it is on the west,
but you have to shift right a bit.
It is on the right corner of Masjid Al-Haram.
I'm not asking about the mosque, I mean to ask about Ustad Kiblat.
Dear God.
Gus Kiblat.
Gus Kiblat's office is over there.
Just straight ahead.
They work in turn.
Please have a drink.
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