Gol & Gincu Vol 2

Hey there, my favorites.

Anyway, today is my first day of university,

and I'm so excited.

Of course, I'm going to bring my baby with me.

But before that, I'd like to thank O'Boutique Hotel

for sponsoring me and my sister's stay here last night.

Look at this.

It's pretty, isn't it?

It's convenient and affordable too.

You won't find any other.

Okay, I got to go. See you later.

Peace be upon you. Kisses!

Lucky you, you're Instafamous.

Everything's sponsored.

- Yes. I understand. - I have to settle the kids' stuff.

Just go ahead and settle your family affairs.

- All right. - Uda and I are here.

Next time then.

Send my regards to Ina and the kids.

God willing.

Peace be upon you.

Peace be upon you too.

What's our brother's excuse this time?

Come on, just let it go.

Hey, this little sister of his is his responsibility too.

Look at her.

- Would it kill her to not act so girly? - Today is my first day of university,

and I brought my baby.

Wish me luck. Bye.

Hey, can't you ride in the car with us like a sane human being?

No way.

I promised my followers that I would ride to university on my first day.

That means,

if she wanted to eat, sprained something, or even farted,

she would have to inform her followers, is that it?

Was it not because of me

that a certain someone got to sleep so soundly in a hotel for free last night?

- That's too much! What's your problem? - All right, that's it.

Stop it, both of you.

Yaya, go ahead and register first

and let us know once you've got your room number.

We'll send your stuff to your room.

After that, we'll head straight home, won't we?

Have you forgotten that we're taking Mom to her friend's wedding?

Take good care of yourself.

You're on your own now, and far away too.

This place is not that far. It's only Malacca and Kuala Lumpur.

Hey, listen to your sister.

Study hard, and don't be a burden to Mom.

Yes, I know.

Let's go ahead and shoot.

We don't have to wait for Mateen.

Serves him right for coming late.

Okay.

Plus, if we are going to run the Campus Bulletin,

we must work hard and be disciplined.

Good looks alone aren't enough.

Whatever you say.

Hi.

Yaya, right?

Yes.

I'm Hakim from the Campus Bulletin.

I'm sure you've heard about me.

Anyway, can I interview you?

Yes, sure.

Yaya.

Excuse me.

Did you post this?

Just so you know, it didn't seem like you were lining up.

So technically, I didn't cut in line.

Okay, don't worry.

Anyway, where were we? Did you say anything?

My question for you is why did you have to tweet that?

Delete it now.

Why?

Because what you tweeted was wrong.

It's not wrong at all.

I mean, cutting in line is wrong.

But I didn't cut in line.

But I've already got 200 retweets.

I can't delete it now. What will they say?

Plus, it sends a good message to the public.

A good message? Oh, I see.

You do you realize

that posting a picture of me without my permission is wrong,

don't you?

It's all right.

Everyone makes mistakes.

It's a small matter.

Are you for real?

Seriously? Touching me like that?

You better delete that tweet,

or I'll take that phone and shove it down your throat!

Hey, take it easy.

She already said she's forgiven you.

Was I talking to you? Is your name Yaya?

Hello.

I'm her friend.

- Guys, it's okay. - What's your problem?

- Don't worry. - I'm not finished yet.

Next, please.

- Okay. I'll let you go first. - Next, please.

- It's okay. Please go first. - Oh, my God.

I'm letting you go first.

Yaya, you're too nice.

- I'm your biggest fan. - Oh, my God.

I'm such a huge fan.

Really?

- How about we go... - Hi.

The highly popular Yaya.

Sorry. I forgot about us. Where were we?

I'm from the Campus Bulletin.

All right, I know this is the female hostel,

but I'm just here for some journalism work, okay?

And no, we're not recording that kind of video.

We interview all the female students on their first day of registration.

I mean, not just the girls. We interview both genders, actually.

I got it. We interview all existing genders.

But, you know, some people think there are more than two genders.

And I'm okay with that.

Yes!

I made it in two minutes. Yes.

Guys, new record. I climbed 120 steps in two minutes.

Yes!

Okay, bye!

- This is your room? - This is your room?

- This is my room! - This is my room!

This is Mateen.

I'm now at the Cempaka hostel with our "fussy" facilitator, Kak Liza.

So, Kak Liza, how's the first day so far?

Is everything going smoothly?

Please don't call me "Kak Liza".

We're the same age.

Just play along.

Fine.

Okay, today we have...

Excuse me. What's your name?

- Can you help me out? - Yes?

What's the procedure like if we want to change rooms?

Why?

I don't think we're compatible as roommates.

And I don't think we'll ever be.

So you wanna change rooms?

Not a problem at all.

We're definitely here to provide you a 7-star hotel service,

complete with flowers on your bed,

fluffy pillows,

bathrobes in the bathroom.

What else do you need?

You don't have to be so sarcastic.

We were just asking.

Address me properly.

It's Kak Liza to you!

I don't think so.

I think we're both the same age.

I'm a mature student.

Mature? Listen here.

If you're so mature, a small matter like this shouldn't be an issue.

Deal with it on your own, like adults.

It's okay, Kak Liza. I totally understand we can't change rooms.

- Good. - We're so sorry to bother you.

Oh, one more thing

Kak Liza.

That shawl

looks hideous with that outfit.

What style is that, Rasta?

No fussy, no cry

- That's the first day of registration... - Shut that thing off.

I knew it.

Those girls have potential.

They're viral material.

We need to follow them.

- Okay. - All right, let's go.

Go, Yaya.

Are you done unpacking?

What do you care?

Yes, of course I care. It's my room too.

As if it's my lifelong dream to be roommates with you.

What's your problem?

I'll make it simple.

Let's just pretend we don't exist to each other.

You do your thing, and I'll do mine.

There.

Now, stop talking to me.

But this room's still a mess. We just can't leave it...

Hang on.

Why am I hearing voices?

I thought I was the only one in the room.

Get up!

Get up!

Quickly now.

How's your 7-star hotel stay so far?

Get up!

The Prophet does not acknowledge children who disobey their parents.

As Muslims,

we have to be respectful toward our parents.

We can't make them angry or sad.

Mom!

That's an example of an ungrateful child.

Sorry.