Moro

A lullaby for my child

I hope you hear my voice

Calling for you, my child

You left me lonely and yearning

For your embrace and presence

Come back to me, my child

Days and nights

I cannot sleep

Your leaving

Our home

Fills me

With sadness

Come back to me, my child

I hope you realize that

I no longer know

What to do every day

Jasim!

Abdel!

Jasim! Abdel!

Jasim and Abdel, stop that!

My sons, stop!

Jasim, stop.

Calm down.

Please stop.

Abdel? Where are you?

Jasim!

Abdel!

Where are you?

Abdel!

Abdel!

Abdel!

Don't go with your father!

Mother, what happened?

I dreamt about your brothers.

And Abdel went with your father.

Maybe Father is telling us to do an offering.

I will go and talk to your brothers.

Go, you can do it!

- Habagat, kick him! - You can do it!

You can do it!

- Habagat, fight! - Go, you can do it!

Go, your can do it!

Fight him, Habagat!

How much will you bet?

Here's my bet.

Just 100 pesos.

- There! - Go, Habagat!

Abdel.

What are you doing here?

I'm going to Jasim. Come with me.

What are you going to do there?

I dreamt about your father.

It's a bad sign.

Wait for me at the store. I will just get my motorcycle.

Let's go.

Habagat!

- Come on. Let's go. - Win this.

Let's go.

The fish are fresh!

Mother, be careful.

I can do this.

Be careful, it's shaking.

Slowly...

Oh no! Abdel.

Mother.

Hey.

I told you to take care but still, you fell.

Mangindra, we will go to your kanduli later.

Allah has willed.

- Peace unto you. - Peace be with you.

- Aunt, where are you going? - We will do a kanduli.

We will go to Jasim.

We will help you with your kanduli .

- Peace unto you. - Peace be with you.

- Peace unto you. - Peace be with you.

Abdel, did Habagat win?

- Yes. - That's good.

Go to the house.

Help Monira to prepare

for Father's kanduli .

Of course, in Allah's will.

Children, how are you?

Hello, Father!

Where are you going?

I'm going with Mother.

We are going to Jasim.

It's up to you.

We will have a get-together later,

but I'm afraid Jasim will still not talk to you.

It's okay, Mother's there.

- Take care, Abdel. - Thank you.

Abdel, let's go home as soon as it's done.

Take care of yourself.

Be careful.

I'll go now. See you at Mother's house.

Take care.

- I'll go ahead. - Take care, Abdel.

Mother.

Abdel's here.

I'll go ahead.

Mother, let's go.

Hold on.

WELCOME TO BARANGAY TUKANALIPAO

WELCOME TO BANGSAMORO GOVERNMENT

That's okay.

Okay, sir.

Sir, please stop at the checkpoint.

- Sir, checkpoint. - Please pull over.

Please stop here.

Checkpoint, sir.

Can you please open the utility box?

Thank you, sir.

Malong for sale!

Mother, why are you here?

Come in.

Son.

Your brother is having a really hard time.

He cannot pay you back yet for the land.

Please help him.

It's his fault.

Are you going to wait for me to die before you reconcile with your brother?

One kilogram, please.

If I don't get back the pawned land,

we will lose everything.

We keep fighting for our rights in Bangsamoro,

but your son keeps on losing our land.

Please allow your brother to work on the land again.

Jasim.

He will pay you back.

Thank you.

Little by little.

Mother, let him learn to earn a living on his own.

Jasim,

let your brother take back the land.

Jasim, my son.

Seems like you're always favoring Abdel.

When will you two stop this fight?

When I'm six feet under?

Don't be like that.

I just want you to be fair between the two of us.

I dreamt about your father...

and the two of you in a cornfield full of blood.

It's only a dream. It won't come true.

- Greet your grandmother. - Peace unto you.

How are you?

How are you, my grandchildren?

How are your studies?

Can you read the Qur'an?

I can read a little.

God willing, you will get better.

- There were a lot of dogs in the plaza. - At least they didn't bite you.

Wait.

Let me give you

- Excuse me. - a little something for being good kids.

Take care, Mother.

- Thank you. - Wait, Mother.

Let's go inside.

These are just making my bag heavy.

Here, take this.

Why is hers more than mine?

No, I love you both the same.

Is it about the land?

- I will not give back the land. - I saw Abdel outside.

How come he didn't come here?

We are the ones working hard to pay for the pawned land.

Mother.

For Father's kanduli .

Prove to me that my dream is not some bad prediction.

If you can't do it for your brother,

please do it for me.

- What did you do again this time? - Why?

- What's that? - Nothing.

You are pawning the land title again!

- Mother. - Why didn't you talk to your brother?

Mother.

Mother agreed for me to do this.

What's the problem with that?

Everybody here is selling their land.

- When will you ever learn? - We need money.

You should have asked your brother first.

You've always been very stubborn.

You know full well you should not be doing this.

Why can't you just let me go with this?

- Why should I just let you? - Why is it always about you?

- What about my hopes and dreams? - Why don't you ever listen?

- Mother. - Stop it!

Brother, please understand.

Abdel, stop talking back!

- It's such a waste. - Stop talking.

My mother used to sing this to me

When I was a little girl

She would sing this every time

She wanted to send me to sleep

If I were a bird, I'd fly with the wind

So, I'll leave all the sorrows behind

The one who departs grieves But far more the one who's left

Welcome.

- Peace unto you. - Peace be with you.

Father!

- How are you? - I'm good.