Qifarah

In the name of Allah, the Most Gracious and the Most Merciful.

Whatever affliction befalls you is because of what your own hands have committed.

And He pardons much.

Din, look at my new toy.

Where is it?

It's here.

Try and turn it on.

- Look. Isn't it funny? - Whoa.

This is mine.

- It's mine. - Eykha, give it back.

It's mine.

Cheers, everyone!

Eykha! Give it back!

Eykha.

Eykha.

- Why are you playing this here? - Come on.

Do you realize what time it is?

Go upstairs.

Yusoff.

Eykha, go to your room.

Change into your pyjamas.

I'll be there soon.

- Neng. - Yes, Ma'am.

Please take Eykha and Yusoff to their room and prepare them for bed.

Yes, Ma'am.

Neng, take the milk for the kids.

I made extra for Din.

Thank you, Ma'am.

Yusoff, let's go to bed. Come.

- Din, let's go upstairs. - Okay.

What a funny looking monkey.

- It has small ears. - Just like mine.

It has pearly white teeth.

Where did your dad get them?

Overseas.

Was it expensive?

I don't know.

I'm sure it's expensive.

You're lucky to get a toy like this.

Its nose.

Ears and teeth.

- Its hands. - And teeth.

Din, that's enough. Stop playing.

But, Mother…

I said stop.

Go to bed.

Come on.

It's okay, Din. You can have it for the night.

Just return it to me in the morning, okay?

- Are you serious? - Yes.

- Are you sure? - Yes.

- Thank you. - You're welcome.

- Good night. - Good night.

Sleep, Sweetheart. Have sweet dreams.

You are my heart and soul.

I love you, Eykha.

You are my heart and soul too.

I love you, Yusoff.

Yusoff.

Take care of your sister.

Try not to fight so often.

Take this.

Eykha!

Peace be upon you.

And upon you be peace.

- Have you arrived? - Yes.

I was held back by immigration for some time.

Huh?

Why?

I don't know.

Maybe it's because I've been away for so long.

It has been 30 years.

Mom, is that Dad?

Is that Mikhail?

Let me talk to him.

Dad.

Mikhail, how was school today?

We learned ayatul kursi today.

Our teacher wants to hear the recitation next week.

Let me hear it.

In the name of Allah, the Most Gracious and Most Merciful. Allah!

There is no god worthy of worship except Him,

the Ever-Living, All-Sustaining.

Neither…

No…

It's too hard, Dad.

It's okay. You can memorize it slowly.

God willing, you can do it.

Let me talk to your mother.

Okay, Dad.

- Peace be upon you. - And upon you be peace.

Honey, don't you want me to be there?

There's no need. I've told you that.

This might be the first and last time I'll get the chance to see your father.

Besides, I'm sure Mikhail wants to see his grandpa.

Which part of no, don't you understand?

Huh?

I don't want you and Mikhail to get involved with this family.

My father is on his deathbed.

I'm only coming home to handle his burial.

O Allah.

Yusoff!

How could you say that?

No matter what he did, he is still your father.

Okay.

I'll call you if anything comes up.

Send my love to Mikhail.

- Peace be upon you. - And upon you be peace.

How much further, Pak Mat?

We're almost there.

Is everything…

Still the same?

In this world, nothing stays the same forever, Yusoff.

The young will age.

The living will die.

Those who left, like you,

will eventually return.

Yes.

The difference is in how you live your life.

Do you choose to do good

or bad in this life?

Take this.

Only one bag? And it's small too.

He won't have enough clothes.

I can carry that myself.

No, it's okay.

No!

That's not right.

You play it every day.

How can you still get it wrong?

Eykha.

Don't touch me.

Go away.

I'm your brother, Yusoff.

What brings you home so suddenly?

Leave.

Eykha.

I came home for you.

Mom doesn't want

- you here. - Mom?

Eykha.

- Eykha, does Mom keep in touch with you? - Don't touch me!

Did Mom contact you?

Mom is no longer here.

She ran away.

Just like how you ran away and left me here.

- Eykha. - In this house,

- only the people I despise remain. - Eykha.

- Don't touch me! - Eykha!

Eykha is unwell.

Her condition worsened after Nur ran away.

Mak War?

I'm glad you came home.

He wants to see his favourite son before he passes.

Listen, Yusoff.

Go to your room first.

When your father wakes up,

I will call for you.

Hey!

Didn't I tell you to put your toys away?

Are you still not done playing?

Cheeky kids.

This is what you get for shooting me.

Are you going to shoot me again?

Take it.

Hey!

What are you doing here?

This is not your room anymore.

You can sleep downstairs.

In the housekeeper's quarters.

Yusoff.

Your father is awake.

- You may see him now. - Okay.

Don't.

Your father doesn't like the lights.

His eyes hurt if it's too bright.

Peace be upon you, Dad.

It's me, Yusoff.

I've stayed away from you for a long time.

Away from this family.

I only want to know…

Why did you send me away?

I often asked myself…

Why?

What did I do wrong?

Why did Mom run away?

Why hasn't anyone in this house tried to contact me?

I need to know the answers.

Why?

How could you and Mom…

Dad.

Dad.

Dad.

Dad, say your shahada.

Dad, say your shahada.

I bear witness that there is no god but Allah

and I bear witness that Muhammad is the messenger of Allah.

Dad, say your shahada. I bear witness that there is no god but Allah

and I bear witness that Muhammad is the messenger of Allah.

Say your shahada, Dad. Please.