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MY BELOVED DEAREST
If you have a wife
Don't let her wear a miniskirt
It's the nature of men
To take a look at such thing
Advanced in years
But young at heart
Were they to see such a thing
It would turn grandpas into babies
Don't you dare to wink
If you love your grandchildren
Don't you dare to laugh
Alas, you already have dentures
Don't you meddle with love
Those bones are already old
Don't you meddle with love
You will make your grandchildren laugh
Hey, Grandpa! Yes, my grandchild! Yes, my grandchild!
Is that true or not? Well, that's a tough one
I will heed my grandchild's advice
Hey, Grandpa! Yes, my grandchild! Yes, my grandchild!
Is that true or not? Yes, it's true! Yes, it's true!
I will heed my grandchild's advice
Hey! Too noisy! Such a ruckus!
If you cooked well, it wouldn't matter much.
But you're a useless hick!
Hey! Just go back to Aceh and learn to cook again!
You're just making noise.
Your cooking is flavorless. Bland like death!
If it were tasty, I wouldn't be so pissed off!
Let us arrange
The lotuses Oh, the sacred lotuses
Adornment for the hair
Of the young Oh, the young princesses
How come other country folk cook well?
Which forgotten tribe do you come from?
If you're going to cook sambal goreng, make it properly!
Is prawn paste so expensive that you can only afford to use a little?
If you've run out of salt, go to the beach at nearby Pasir Ris
and dry up some seawater to make salt! Give it up, you bimbo!
Now is not the time
To ponder Oh, not the time to ponder
Let's come together and pick the flowers
If I could walk on my own, I wouldn't need you.
Can't you earn your keep?
My son is wasting money paying you.
I'd be happy to do my own cooking!
Why are you pondering?
Oh, my dear So lost in thought
Don't you fall prey
To the temptation of lust
Now is not the time
To ponder Oh, not the time to ponder
Let's come together
And pick the flowers
The wind blows
A branch breaks, landing on stones
In a graveyard
A startled magpie chirps on and on
Clouds cover darkened skies
A sign that rain will come Pouring down on the earth
Oh, my beloved dearest
Throwing it away?
Such a waste.
Your boss is very fussy.
I pity you, Murni.
You'll have to return to the village in four months.
There must be something that can be done!
Yet not forgotten in memories
People say that the door to a man's heart is through his stomach.
But for almost two years,
your cooking has yet to move him.
Like a ship with no destination
What a shame!
Oh, my beloved dearest
It's a pity that you've yet to win over your boss' heart.
Murni, you hear me, don't you?
FROM MOKHSIN ADMADJA 3 TANGKAL STREET, BANDA ACEH
You're home!
Any mail for me?
None, sir. Only for me.
Not even mail from Rosli?
None, sir. Only for me.
From Australia!
There is no mail for you from anyone or anywhere, sir.
Are stamps so expensive?
If it's too much of a bother to write, just use the phone!
It's simple, no?
With your high salary,
surely you can afford to buy stamps or pay a phone bill!
I spent thousands on your education.
This is how you say thank you?
Blessed son!
You got with a white Australian and forgot your family.
You left me here all alone.
It's a sure sign that I'll have no grandchildren.
I'd rather stay in an old folks' home.
Might as well die penniless!
-Peace be upon you. -May peace be upon you.
I am calling from Masjid Jamae.
May I speak to Haji... Master Haji Harun?
Haji Harun speaking. How can I help you, son?
How do you do, Haji Harun, sir?
I'm conveying a message from the mosque's management committee.
We're organizing our annual general meeting.
We'd like to extend an invitation to you for this event.
Praise be to God! When is this meeting to be held?
It will be the end of the month, Uncle... Mr. Haji, sir.
If it is God's will.
May He bless me with long life so that I'm able to attend.
God willing! Thank you, Mr. Haji.
Please don't forget, Mr. Haji. All of us at the mosque miss you.
Oh, do you? How kind.
So, who will be coming to fetch me?
If you're coming from home, there'll be nobody to fetch you, Mr. Haji.
You can make your own way here all right?
If necessary, we can reimburse your transportation expenses.
Mr. Haji?
Hello.
Good afternoon, sir.
Yes, I'm calling from Singapore.
May I speak to Mokhsin?
Mokhsin Admadja.
Yes, he's my nephew.
Sure, I'll hold.
Hello, my dear.
This is your aunt.
Yes, in Singapore.
Have you already forgotten the sound of my voice?
How are you?
Yes.
Your birthday party?
I would have loved to be there, but...
When did you return?
They're rebuilding the village already?
That's great!
Mokhsin.
I need to go now, I have work to do.
When I get a chance, I'll call you again, all right?
Okay.
Goodbye, love.
Thank you, sir, for attending our meeting and sharing your views.
As newbies here, we're grateful you came to share your expertise with us.
Did you enjoy traveling with your wheels?
Hey, how could you say that?
I really must thank you once again.
You attended our AGMs without fail, even before your retirement.
Thank you.
Only God can repay your kindness.
All right, thank you all for your company.
-Of course. -You're welcome, Mr. Haji.
How many grandchildren do you have now?
None. No grandchildren yet.
Rosli doesn't have children.
Now, Rosli is a busy man. He's an engineer!
The situation is different there.
Haji, I apologize for what happened earlier.
I told them not to use this mic again.
But they're stubborn. And when it acts up, I take the blame.
But I'm not the technician. I appreciate your understanding, Haji.
Okay, I have to get rid of this old mic now.
Thank you, Haji.
Move aside. Make way.
-Have a safe journey, Haji! -All right.
-Peace be upon you. -May peace be upon you.
Come, darling Come, let's play jump rope
Hold that end I'll hold this end
Swing, darling, swing Don't let go
I will jump So don't let me fall
My wide-eyed darling
If I could send you back today, this very day, I'd send you back!
Singing and dancing
Hey! I'm furious! Hey! Go back to your village and learn to cook!
You're pulling at my heartstrings
Laughing on and on Her heart is full of glee
Come, darling Come, let's play jump rope
Hold that end I'll hold this end
Swing, darling, swing Don't let go
I will jump So don't let me fall
My wide-eyed darling
Hold the end of the rope
Dancing and singing
Her heart is full of glee
My wide-eyed darling
You're pulling at my heartstrings
Laughing on and on
Her heart is full of glee
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