Mama Mama Milenial - First Season

Cacha, goodness!

Cacha, you've become prettier.

You don't change at all, huh?

I bet you don't remember me, right?

- I do. - It's me!

Me!

It's me.

Rara?

- You haven't changed yourself. - I know, right?

We both don't change.

Hi, Cacha.

Hey, who are you with now?

Planning to get remarried, Cha? I'm all ready.

I'm not ready.

I need to take this, fortunately.

- Bye. - What's wrong, Cha?

Hi, my Prince Charming on a white horse.

Hi, Snow White.

Can I pick you up?

No need, I don't want to trouble you.

It's my duty, Lady Snow White.

Fine, if you insist.

Where's your high school?

Merah Putih High School.

Merah Putih?

The one at Bira Street?

You know, right?

- Cha, I'll call you later, okay? - Okay.

Hello, Cha.

Did your man repent?

Gosh, that's a long story, Dear.

- I'm curious. - Ya udah nanti aja lah.

The girls are waiting.

- Gosh, you're so sweet, Cha. - Cacha, Bro.

What are you doing?

Hey, look.

Look, a fallen mango.

Bye.

What? What are you doing?

- Sorry. - Get lost.

- He's wearing a jacket? - He has a fan inside.

- Thanks. - Hi.

Aira! Goodness!

Oh, just Aira and not me. You discriminate.

May peace be with you, Mrs. Haji.

And upon you as well.

A YEAR AGO

Charlie, Chiko, slow down. You might hit someone.

- Chiko? - Watch out.

- Chiko? - Watch out.

Chiko, what's wrong?

He accidentally hit my trolly. Sorry.

- Tell me where it hurts. - Are you hurt somewhere?

It's nothing, just a little fracture.

He'll get better soon.

- Thank you, Doc. - Thank you, Doc.

Oh right, for the medication details, have your husband come with me.

Husband?

No Doc, he's not my husband.

Sorry, but you look like a lovely couple.

Fine, then I take my leave.

- Yes, Doc. - Come, Nurse.

Fine, I'll... I'll take care of the medicine.

No, let me take care of it.

No need.

Let me.

It's my responsibility.

Cacha.

Johan.

Let's have some coffee sometimes.

So you're new in Jakarta?

Only a month.

Where do you live before?

In Melbourne.

Why did you return?

Taking care of my late husband's funeral.

My condolences.

Your kids are big boys now.

Did you get married early?

My high school friends and I...

...made a promise to get married early.

I thought...

We would meet our Prince charming on his white horse.

And live happily ever after.

But it turned out like this.

I'm sorry again.

Catur was a dream guy.

He has everything that I like.

Except two things.

His hobby of eating steak.

And another weird habit.

Chewing on ice cubes after eating steak.

Catur! Hei!

But if you leave this soon, the one left behind will be ruined.

Selfish.

Don't say that.

Death is fate.

What do you mean fate?

You mean i have to take care of two kids?

At 27? And alone.

What if I help you take care of your kids?

What do you mean?

It was my fault.

That your kid's arm was fractured.

Well, I just want to take responsibility.

Are you married?

Not everybody gets married early like you and your friends, Cha.

You're right.

Alright then.

Careful.

No, I'll get wet!

No, stop!

One, two, three.

Look out for fishes.

The fishes are hiding.

There's a big one.

- Where? - There.

- Where's the fish? There. - The red one.

Hi. Hi, Chiko.

- They look so excited - Yeah.

Reminds me of when I was a kid.

No throwing.

No Chiko, don't do that.

No throwing, you're gonna get scolded.

Kid, don't do that. Play nice.

- Charlie, Chiko, don't. - Play nice.

- Gosh... - No throwing.

Charlie, Chiko

- Stop. - Okay.

Okay? No throwing.

- Okay. - Alright? Play something else.

Sir, I think they listen to you.

Why don't you go inside. It's free.

- Can I go in too? - Yes, go ahead, Miss.

How could the listen to you?

Perhaps they miss their daddy.

I guess.

Ever think of getting remarried, Cha?

Some men are proposing.

Of course.

I bet there are a lot of them.

What can I say?

I was not ready.

Until I met you.

I love you.

I don't know.

I don't care about your answer.

The important thing is that I love you.

Lift your feet.

Ouch, don't hit me with your shoe, it's dirty.

Naughty boy. Wear it.

- I can do it. - Can you? Good boy.

Okay, let me brush your hair, it's messy.

We want to play again, Mom.

Do it like this.

Me first.

- Who wants to go first? - Me!

No.

Do it like this, your hair is messy.

Come on, don't mess it up again.

I brushed your hair.

And you mess it up again.

Let me comb you too. There.

- Okay. Wanna go home? - Yes.

Shall we, my lady Snow White.

Thank you, my Prince Charming on his white horse.

Hey, they're ahead of us.

- Ber. - Yeah?

Where are you going?

I have a work.

Work?

On a weekend like this?

You know.

My schedule is uncertain.