Mistari 110 ya kwanza.
Morning, Damar.
Good morning, Doc.
Miguel, Mr. Damar is here.
Grab your guitar upstairs.
- Miguel. - Mr.
- Damar, I need to go. - Alright.
- Miguel, bye. - Ciao.
Have you practiced yesterday's lesson, Miguel?
I did.
Alright, that's what I'm talking about.
Dear you over yonder.
Do you know you're my high school crush?
Your every breath is my breath.
Not a second pass without thinking of you.
Why do you keep haunting every corner of my life?
Hello.
Hi, Deb.
Hi, Damar. How unusual.
Can we meet?
When?
Today.
I promised the girls to go play bowling today.
Bowling, where?
- Come hurry. - What is it, Ma'am?
Look, these brats.
Come on!
Stop fighting, ladies.
Enough.
You came all the way to the bowling place.
What do you wanna say?
I love you, Deb.
We'll meet our Prince Charming on his white horse.
And marry him.
Let's all promise...
- ...to get married early... - And have children.
And live happily.
Live happily ever after.
Let's go.
How come you never told me?
I don't know how to say this, Deb.
When we were in highschool,...
...it was hard to say.
For today's Anthropology And Culture class,...
...I'll give you an assignment.
And you will have to work on it in groups.
I've decided the members.
Group A.
Johan.
Budi.
Abraham.
Samat.
Aira.
Eda.
Cacha.
Sunu.
Group B. Bibit.
Ryanto.
Chandra.
Hamsah.
Debby.
Amar.
Damar.
We're in the same group. What should I do?
Do you want to do our group study at my house or at your house?
What do you say?
Debby.
What are you doing there?
Aren't we in the same group, sir?
The one I mention was...
Amar.
Not Damar.
You could've just come to me and say it.
Was it that difficult?
I never knew how you felt...
Now I know your feelings for me, Deb.
And now I want you to know my feelings for you.
Too late.
It's expired.
From now on, you're fired!
No more guitar lessons for my kid.
Where were you?
I sent you a WhatsApp text.
What text?
What text?
I went out with the girls.
I didn't receive any text from you.
Deb.
Deb.
Deb, is there someone else?
What someone else?
I know...
...since we got married, you've never loved me.
- Deb. - I don't, but we have Dara, right?
Do you love me?
Our doctor being dramatic?
Enough, I'm sleepy.
Now I know your feelings for me, Deb.
And now I want you to know my feelings for you.
Dara, catch the ball.
Gosh, smells good.
No patient today?
No, I just have to meet...
...Mr. Yopi.
- Yopi at 34C? - Yes.
Dara, Miguel, let's eat.
Miguel, come here.
I'm leaving now.
Wait, I need to answer the door.
Let's eat, Dear.
Hi, Deb.
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