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Stay away.
Had your dinner? Should I send some soup?
I ate, don't worry
Adi said don't stay single for too long so someone can cook for you
I can hire help if I need someone to cook for me
Low Battery 15% of battery remaining
I’m gonna charge my phone and sleep,
got work early tomorrow, good night.
Stay away...
Stay away...
Eka?
- Sorry for last night. - It’s okay.
It was just a dream, Eka.
- What do you want to drink? - Love?
Is that Hari?
- Hey Bro. - Bro!
- So sorry for last night. - It’s okay.
- Coffee? - Yes, sure.
- Love? - No, thanks.
It was so strange.
I didn’t see Mom for almost two years.
And then I suddenly dream of her.
Yeah.
Here’s your coffee.
Love, you sure don’t want something to drink?
Thank you, Love.
Okay then, I’ll continue tidying up.
Sorry that I disturbed your work like that.
It’s fine, don't worry.
I even tried calling Mom since morning, but she didn’t respond.
Yeah, I also tried calling her a couple of times.
But you know yourself, the signal is bad over there.
If only Dad was alive,
he would know where Mom is now.
Eka.
I had the same dream.
I saw Mom in the middle of the forest.
Hanging herself.
- And she said... - Stay away.
It’s Mom.
Hello?
Mom?
No, it’s your uncle, Rahman.
Listen, I’m calling to tell you that
your Mom is dead, she hanged herself.
The villagers don’t want to get involved.
So tomorrow we must proceed with the funeral by ourselves.
I prepared everything for tomorrow.
Make sure you and your sister be there.
Are we there?
Not yet, just stopping for directions.
- Just use the GPS. - There's no signal here, bro.
- Should I ask her? - No, I got this.
- Excuse me. - Yes, son.
I cannot believe I'm back.
No wonder dad never liked it here.
There is nothing here.
It's okay, love...
We're doing this for your mom.
I promise, we'll not be here long.
Thank you ma'am.
Wait.
Why is a good looking man like you looking for a graveyard?
It's my mom's funeral today, we're heading there.
Thank you...
Son.
Are you Ratih's boy?
She should've been burned not buried!
- Why is she so pissed? - Who knows.
What did she say?
The graveyard is more east.
And you know which way east is?
Eka.
Let me introduce you to Mr. Ken.
This is Mr. Ken,
the graveyard keeper.
This is Mrs. Hesti, a friend of your mom.
And that is Mr…
- Mr. Darno. - Mr. Darno.
Oh, right…
I am so sorry for your loss.
Don’t hesitate to come over to my house.
- Thank you. - I have to go now.
Yeah.
These are the only ones who still care for your mom.
What kind of funeral is that, uncle?
- It is not acceptable. - I know.
But you must know, Eka.
The villagers really despised your mom.
They called her a shaman.
That’s why I can’t give her a proper burial.
- But... - Enough, Eka!
If you and Hari truly cared about her, you should’ve been there for her.
Hari.
You still remember your mother’s house, right?
Let’s meet there. There is something I want to discuss.
So sorry bro.
It doesn't look that creepy.
Just go inside first before commenting.
Adi.
Hold on, love.
Do we really have to spend the night here?
Did you see any hotels on our way?
It was your idea to join us. Come on, don't be a wuss.
Thank you bro.
I also don't wanna be here for long. One night only.
Come here.
It's actually quite cold here.
- You think so? - Yes.
You go first.
This house belonged to my mother.
It always did.
Your mother lived here, true.
But it never was hers.
We inherited it both when your grandmother died.
I let her live here, because she wanted to stay.
How can you sell it, if you both inherited it?
- Hari... - Listen!
Now hold on a moment, If there was a will, how come we never heard about it?
I'm pretty sure dad would've told us.
Hari.
Tell me,
Since when do you care about this house? Since when?
Last time I spoke to your mother,
she said you did not see her for a year and a half.
And now you suddenly care about this house?
What the hell kid!
I know for a fact that you weren’t close to mom either.
So don't pretend you were.
Hari...
I was not close to your mother.
It's true.
Due to the same reason,
your father left her here.
Because she made a pact with the devil.
She did things that I never want to know.
No one in our family wants to know.
That's why nobody was close to her.
Go ask around in the village.
They knew what she was doing.
You know that all this is just superstitious bullshit and rumors.
She didn't have friends because she chose not to.
She even drove us away.
You might look like a big shot, uncle,
but you're mindset and the way you talk is still that of a peasant.
Whoa, you're acting high and mighty.
A city boy, huh Hari?
Sell this place! Then give me my share!
Get rid of it. It brings shame to our family.
And I’m the one to carry that shame, not you!
I want this cursed place gone once and for all.
Just you know Hari.
I couldn't care less, what you think about me.
You’re no better than your lost and godless father!
Infidel!
Get out.
Whoa...
All grown up, huh?
She's actually really sad
but she doesn't show it.
I know.
She always acts strong in front of me.
Are you okay?
I think Eka is right.
We weren't close with mom for a reason.
And the house means nothing to us other than pain.
Especially with all this.
Don't do that to yourself.
You couldn't know she would commit suicide.
Maybe because I wasn't around.
Earlier, what was your uncle blabbering about?
Eka never told you?
She did.
I mean, I know that your mom...
...was obsessed with magic, rituals and all that stuff.
And that she sometimes would go and disappear in the forest alone, but…
...pact with the devil...
I mean...that is new to me.
Just a bunch of superstitious bullshit, nothing more.
Dad once told me,
that she was normal back then.
It all started after I was born.
After Eka's birth things just snowballed.
Lemme tell you.
The people here,
think mom practiced black magic.
They believe, that every year a fire ball appears in the sky falling on earth.
And after it falls, people start hanging themselves in the village.
At least that’s what the locals believe.
They call it "The harvest".
The harvest?
They claimed mom would cause the star to fall
and that the dead souls would give her power.
But no one really dies, right?
They do, actually.
Statistically the area has the highest suicide rate in the country.
So it's true?
Well only if you’re not educated and superstitious,
you'll believe it's a curse.
But of course it's not that,
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