Nini Thowok

Grandma...

May your soul rest in peace.

Forgive me.

Forgive Naya.

We love you, Grandma.

Honey, Naya. Come on, let's all go home.

Legally, this Mekar Jiwo Hotel

belongs entirely to Ms. Nadine and Ms. Naya.

This was stated in Grandma Marni's last will and testament.

She asked me to tell you never to let it be closed down

since it has been established for years,

run by both the late Grandma Marni and her husband.

Please, take a look, miss.

LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT

Ever since our parents died three years ago,

I have never looked forward to this hotel being bequeathed to me.

What purpose does this place have?

Grandma Marni told me once

that she wanted this hotel bequeathed to her grandchildren

for their future.

I still can't believe...

that she's gone now.

Poor her.

She blamed herself for...

the car accident that killed our parents.

Grandma asked our parents to come to Solo.

That's where the car accident happened.

Our deepest condolences for your family's loss.

Very well, Miss Nadine, Naya, and Mr. Ben, we will excuse ourselves.

We will come back here once you sign the validation letter.

We will excuse ourselves.

I don't mind if you move to Solo.

I'll start moving over here too and look for a new job.

I'm tired of living in Jakarta anyway.

But I seriously have no clue how to run a hotel.

Moreover, this place has been deserted.

It's like living without a purpose.

You don't have to make a decision right away.

Let's talk about it later once you've moved past your grief a bit.

Ben, if you were given this hotel, what would you do with it?

I'd make it a boutique hotel and art gallery.

I could turn it into a showroom

or a workshop for young artists.

By the way, Naya and I will head back to Jakarta tonight.

We will return here once I arrange Naya's school transfer.

We can talk about this later.

Ben, are you sure you're okay with this?

I mean, you're going back to Jakarta with Naya and then returning to Solo again.

I have so many things that I need to do.

But I'd accompany you if I could.

It's fine, dear.

Ever since Grandma Marni died,

the staff have been at a loss as to what to do next.

They need someone to manage them,

and that someone is you.

Don't worry.

I'll take good care of Naya.

Right, Naya?

Rahmi?

Yes, Madam?

What is Bejo carrying?

This is for ritual offerings. Girah told us to.

It is said that when someone has been dead less than 40 days,

their spirit remains around us.

This is a food offering for the dead, miss.

My grandma died peacefully. She didn't die because of anything unnatural.

Where's Girah?

She's in the dining room.

The black drawer here, and then the gebyok , which is on the side.

Then the table, jodang .

- Girah. - Madam?

We would like to show you some of the inventory of this hotel.

The hotel has eight rooms available,

including your room for tonight, Madam.

The unused items are stored in the warehouse.

Wait. As I remember it, the hotel has nine rooms.

Why did you say we only have eight rooms?

There's one room that should not be opened.

After Grandma Marni took over the hotel,

the room opposite yours, Madam,

remained unopened until her last breath.

Why?

So, one room was kept closed for no reason?

That is such a waste.

Grandma Marni is dead.

- Now, let's open the room. - Don't, Madam.

Let the room stay closed.

Those that are already locked do not need to be opened.

We never know what might come out of that room.

- Where's the key to this room? - Is with Rahmat.

I don't have it with me anymore. Grandma Marni took them all.

Hi, honey.

What time will you be arriving in Solo?

Our flight leaves at 4:00 p.m.

We will be arriving in the evening if there's no delay.

How are you? Are you doing all right?

So far, so good, yes.

But I didn't sleep well last night.

I had this weird feeling that something was watching me.

So, I slept with my lights on.

Isn't that weird? I've never had an experience like that before.

You're just tired, that's all.

You'd better get here soon.

I need your help with some work.

Honey, what's that?

Why are you eating flowers?

Girah!

What the hell is this? Why did you give me such food?

Forgive me, Madam.

What do you mean, Madam?

If you don't like the taste,

let me make you a new one.

It's not about the taste!

Why am I eating flowers?

Forgive us, but that is not flowers.

It's your daily breakfast.

- Yes, honey? - Honey.

You saw me eating flowers, right?

Yes, I did. Why would I lie?

That's why I'm surprised.

I really thought that you liked that.

Just like Susana.

Stop it, I'm serious. Don't joke around!

Do you know the hotel Mekar Jiwo that belongs to Nadine's family?

Is it a historical building?

I know you love to collect data about the historic buildings in Java.

Nadine and I have no clue what to do with it.

Help me out here.

As I recall, Mekar Jiwo was a guesthouse for coffee planters in the Dutch era.

It was built by a very rich Chinese-Indonesian in Solo.

Why don't you come to my place?

All right, then. I will inform you once I'm in Solo.

- Let's go, Naya. - All right.

- Watch your step. - All right.

Madam, forgive me for saying this,

but why do you want to open this door?

Please, don't.

There's something not right here.

Keep trying.

- Please, don't. - Girah, stop it.

Continue.

What is this, Rahmat?

That's the Nini Thowok doll, Madam.

Who would play with this scary-looking doll?

It's not a toy.

It's a medium for connecting with the spirit world.

To summon the spirits.

Summon the spirits? You mean like jailangkung?

Yes, Madam.

The Nini Thowok doll is a female version of jailangkung.

Madam Marni once told us

that the previous owner of this hotel often used the Nini Thowok doll

to communicate with their ancestors' spirits.

To ask for help from them.

We have never entered this room before.

We didn't know the Nini Thowok doll

was stored here along with the other stuff.

Maybe all of this stuff

belongs to the family of the first owner who built this hotel, Madam.

The first owner of this hotel was a Chinese-Indonesian.

Her Chinese surname was "Oey."

So the woman in this picture

is one of their family members?

Apparently so, Madam.

Madam!

Madam Nadine! Where are you going with that doll?

What is she doing with that doll?

We're doomed.

Only God determines our destiny.

But we create our own fate.

I warned her.

Bejo? Why'd you just pull my clothes?

Since Grandma Marni got sick and most people stopped coming here,

this is my second time visiting this hotel.

I offered her money to sell this place,

but she refused my offer.

Perhaps you might be interested in selling this place to me.

I'm sorry, Mr. Hong Kim.

For the time being, I'm not interested in selling this hotel.

I'm still grieving.

I understand completely.

I'm not being demanding.

But maybe you don't know the history of this building.

Before, this was our family's ancestral hotel.

Until one of our family's grandchildren secretly sold it,

breaking the family apart.

I'm hoping that by buying this place,

there will be a way forward to restore our family unity.

Just leave your number here, Mr. Hong Kim.

I'll give you my decision as soon as possible.

But don't pin your hopes too high.

If you want to sell it,

I am willing to buy it for a price above the market rate.

Just name your price.

I also want to take back our family relics.

I'm sure some of them are still here.

One of them is a painting.

- A painting? - That's right.

A painting of one of our family's grandchildren.

What's with the painting?