PUTRI, YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL WHY ARE YOU ALONE?
YOUR EX INVITE YOU TO THEIR WEDDING?
I agree with your post yesterday about
the golden rules of going to your ex's wedding.
Do not go alone!
It's classic. Just like us,
the singles. Just like me, you…
When we go to the wedding, it's like we're at the question lair.
"When are you getting married?" "Are you here alone?"
You can still go, actually.
But if you don't want to bother, just like me,
then don't go.
So you made this post for your ex's wedding?
Don't get me wrong. We moved on.
But why bother?
Dear God. Why is your hair down? It's normally in a ponytail.
Come on. When I post with this hairstyle, I usually get a lot of likes.
-Really? -Check it yourself.
-You are right. -See?
Your hair looks better down. It is glowing.
Hey, everybody. Here, I have
the new hand and body lotion from Kleeney.
We support you.
It's okay if you don't want to come to Dheni's wedding.
I've moved on!
But we know how close you were.
He was the only man allowed on your Instagram posts.
What can I do to make you believe that I am over him?
Come to his wedding!
No, no…
She agrees.
-Hey, everybody. -Hey.
We are all here. We are going to Dheni's wedding.
-When is it? -The day after tomorrow.
Yes. We are going to Dheni's wedding.
Wait for us, Dheni. We are coming to your wedding reception.
-See you. -See you!
-Good. -I've moved on, right?
Who are you taking to the wedding?
You always say, if you are going to attend your ex's wedding,
don't ever go alone.
The wedding is the day after tomorrow.
Put…
Don't take it.
-Why not? -This is confidential.
Are you sure? You know how good my pictures are, right?
-Really? -Have a look.
So beautiful. You are so good and smart.
I don't know what I would do without you.
But don't post this one.
-This one? -Yes.
-Can I give you my suggestion? -Yes?
If you are going to Dheni and Fitri's wedding,
-don't post it on Instagram. -Why not?
The netizens are going to wonder. They'll get excited.
Because of your last Instagram story. See this.
One of them said,
"Dheni and Fitri's wedding? What is Putri's relation to them?"
That is why you should know her better.
Here is another one.
"Maybe Putri is Dheni's ex-girlfriend."
-What do you know about her? -Annoying!
Here is another one.
"You are beautiful, Putri,
"but you look even prettier in a hijab. Just a reminder."
Do a Google search. Dheni and Fitri's wedding.
-"Dheni and Fitri's wedding." -That one.
That's a high profile wedding.
If I do not post something, the netizens will be noisy.
"High profile wedding."
Look at this. Mawar is also invited to this wedding.
Why are you thinking about Mawar? You are beyond her.
You better think about our country.
What's with you? Mawar likes to sell riots.
Even if I don't post anything, she will make something out of it.
She will gain followers. She is so annoying.
Putri…
-So we should post something? -That's why.
We should change our priorities a bit.
We go to the wedding, we give our blessings, then we take pictures.
Focus on the golden rule. Do not go alone.
From those pictures, who do you think should I ask?
-You should go with a stranger. -No way!
I don't want to hear about the wedding partner service.
All my friends who used that service are upset with them.
I am not talking about that. Listen, I have a cousin.
My cousin likes to go to weddings.
-Your cousin? -Yes.
-Your real cousin? -Of course. He is my aunt's son.
-No way. -What?
I know he will be like you.
So you agree, right?
His name is Juna.
His name is Juna. He has accompanied many people to weddings.
For him, the most important thing is he can go to the wedding.
JUNA, THIS IS PUTRI, SARI'S FRIEND.
Are you in a bad mood?
I always listen to this music when I feel depressed.
Poisonous snake.
Like that. More or less.
-What happened? You haven't moved on yet? -Not that, sir.
My wedding partner hasn't called me yet.
I understand about going to your ex's wedding.
I have an ex too.
Mr. Galih is single. Maybe I can ask him.
I'll find out about that.
Why don't you come with me to the wedding?
-What's with you? -I am just kidding, sir.
I will wear a white dress, okay?
Then I'll wear a red suit. So patriotic.
You are so funny.
Yusuf, why did you change the lyrics?
I had an inspiration for the lyrics last night.
It kept me up all night.
What happened to "Arung Jeram Kontradiksi"'s lyrics?
-Is that a new band? -Yes.
Will you marry me, Putri?
-But if you can't, let's just be friends. -What?
-It's my heart's desires. -Dear God.
Don't talk about your heart.
Have you ever made a song about the feelings of rice?
Have you ever made a song about an egg's feelings? No, right?
No. I can't eat eggs. I am allergic to eggs.
Whatever. For me, this song is so cheesy.
Who is Putri anyway?
She is my…
Mput?
Mput, right?
-Are you stalking me? -What? No! I swear.
I am the lead singer of that band, Raffy and The Half Empty.
But don't misunderstand. It happens a lot.
You must be thinking that my name is Raffy, right?
Actually, Raffy is short for
Rino, Alfin, Fauzan, Ulan, and Yusuf.
I am Yusuf.
I don't care whether you are Raffy, Yusuf, or whoever you are.
Fauzan, Fulan…
I just want to know, how did you know that I was called
Mput?
-We were in the same class. -What?
In high school.
-From Bandung? -Yes. Smalim. SMA 5.
I was sitting in the front row.
The whole class thought I was smart because I sat in the front row.
Yusuf…
Ucup?
Yes. Yusuf.
You sat in the front row because you were shortsighted,
not because you were smart, right?
Of course, I remember. How are you, Ucup? Fine?
-Good, thank you. -You still can't see far?
I can see clearly now. I am wearing contact lenses.
Now I can see very clear.
Okay.
Ucup was at school with me.
I have to take this.
Think about it.
I haven't heard from Juna. Mr. Galih doesn't take me seriously.
-Don't count on him. -Assalamualaikum, Mother.
Yes, it's me. I'm still reciting the Quran then I'll go to buy mineral water.
He is suitable.
No one knows him. I hardly know him.
Wa'alaikumsalam.
Is he the answer?
Whatever, Mput.
-Cup? -Yes?
Can you…
-go with me to Bandung? -What?
-It is fine if you can't. -Sure, I can.
Mr. Herman said, after mingling, he is going to give his testimony.
After that, we'll have a slow dance, throw the bouquet,
then the main event, Mr. Herman's duet with Mrs. Soraya.
I have taken care of everything. Everything is ready.
This is what Google says, The Power Wedding.
This is not just about the union between two people but also two companies.
Let's check. The wedding golden rules. Check.
-Hey, Putri. -Hi. How are you?
Excuse me!
No questions from the want-to-know sect. Check.
Now, all I have to do is walk around and video everything.
Hey, everyone. We are now at Dheni's wedding.
Netizens, the king of truth…
We are going to have some dim sum…
-Put. -Hi! How are you?
How are you?
-Fine. Thanks? -Wait. Who is this?
This is Yusuf.
Where did you meet?
-At a bar. -At a café.
We met at the café, right?
Yes, right.
I was performing with my band…
-Dear? -I am really sorry.
Finally, Put. After three years of being single,
you finally met the man of your dreams.
Did you know? Putri always wanted a musician as her boyfriend.
Calm down.
Wait. I think Lulu needs to drink.
Lulu, take a deep breath,
then exhale.
She is always like that.
She is so funny. So, are we…
Ladies and gents, let's be witnesses…
-Let's congratulate them, then… -Love of two persons
that have married today.
-Wait here. -And ready to live their life
as husband and wife.
-Congratulation, Mr. Herman. -Thank you.
-Thank you for coming. -Congratulations.
Thank you, Lukman.
-You came alone? Your wife? -She is busy.
Lukman,
-I have a brilliant idea. -What is that?
What if we made a movie
about what happened in 1998?
That would be great.
-About the reformation? -Yes.
I've made a movie about that.
-Really? -Yes.
Then we make one about what happened in 1999.
That would be even better.
We'll talk about it later, okay?
Sure.
Don't forget about the movie.
Thank you for coming, Uncle. Thank you so much.
-Congratulations. -Thank you, Uncle Lukman.
Let's congratulate them, take some pictures, then we leave.
-Okay? -Okay.
-Hello. -Where are you, Put?
I am at the wedding, sir.
Me too. Where are you?
I am in the front, near the reception.
-What? -Meet me here, okay?
What is he doing?
My God!
Wait here, Cup.
-Sir. -Put.
Did you get an invitation?
You asked me.
Did you forget?
You said you were going to wear white and I'll wear red.
I was just kidding.
You know I don't joke about that.
I am really sorry, but I'm here with someone.
I accept your apology, but you have to take me to meet the couple.
Come on. What is so hard about that? I am already here.
But if you come in, and he knows I'm with someone else, what will I do?
Now, just take me to meet the couple, then I'll leave.
-Me? -Yes. Please?
-Promise me you won't be long. -Yes.
-Promise. -Putri!
Putri!
-You made it. -How are you?
Izul.
-This is Mr. Galih. -Just Galih, please.
We are not at the office.
Just call me Galih, dear.
You look familiar. Isn't he your boss?
-I am her boss and also her fiance. -Just my boyfriend.
Let's post an update.
Wait.
-What is it? -One minute.
Yas.
I want to take a break from Instagram, so don't take my picture.
Mr. Galih doesn't like to be photographed.
You've never seen his picture on my Instagram posts, right?
-You are right. -Sure.
Congratulations.
Why is the dim sum booth empty? Please check.
I'm afraid the caterer smells bad.
Thank you.
Please walk slowly. Everyone will think we are hungry.
Come on, sir.
Just look at them.
Please, sir.
Ladies and gentlemen…
-Where are you going? -Sir.
-Let's take another entrance. -Why?
This is a shortcut. Come on.
-I even wrote her a song. -You are so sweet.
She likes it, right?
-Let go that way. -What is it?
Come on.
Excuse us.
Was it true that you said
Putri wants a musician as her boyfriend?
That is so true.
Really?
-Can you excuse me? -Sure.
-Thank you. -You are welcome.
Thank you.
-The tie is annoying, honey. -Your father chose this.
-Congratulations. -Thank you.
Fitri.
This is my girlfriend.
Fit, who is that?
My ex-boyfriend.
But apparently, I've found my true love.
-I knew the first time I saw her-- -Dad, please change Dheni's tie.
No need!
If Dheni wants to be a member of this family, he must follow my rules.
Congratulations.
-Congratulations. -How are you, sir?
-Ex-boyfriend? -It's not important.
Put, I haven't congratulated Mr. Herman.
-Didn't you already do it? -But I haven't talked to him.
-Are you kidding? -I'm afraid he will think I'm arrogant.
You planned this, right? You deliberately used my invite
as an excuse because you haven't moved on from Fitri, right?
You misunderstand. She is the one who hasn't moved on.
-What do you mean? -Why wasn't I invited to her wedding?
If she had moved on, it wouldn't matter if she invited me.
If so, who hasn't moved on?
Honesty is a family's foundation.
If Fitri hasn't moved on, what do they want to do with their marriage?
This is not for me, but for them. Come on.
Thank you.
Thank you so much, sir. Yes.
Thank you, sir. Yes.
Fit, please ask yourself again.
When I said that I found my true love, how did you feel?
Does it hurt? It hurts, right?
It really hurts, right?
Enough. Come on. Sorry.
-Fit? -Let's go!
-Ladies and gentlemen… -Watch out! Excuse me.
Put, every time I call her, she never picks up.
If Fitri had moved on, she should've picked up my call.
Pick it up and then answer it, "Hello!" or "Hi!" or whatever.
Please, sir!
-Let's go! -Look at the camera.
One, two, three!
Congratulations.
Listen, I used to be nobody, but now, I am the boss of the company.
Put, I should be angry, right?
But why do I feel sorry for him?
Put?
Putri, your ex-girlfriend?
-I told you I'd like to invite her, right? -So? Did I agree?
No! I didn't agree, right?
You're very insensitive! Look at me!
Although I have no feelings for Galih, I still didn't invite him.
-Honey, please. -How could you do that?
What?
Let's go.
Please sit down.
-I can't! -Yes, you can!
You can do it. There.
-I can't! -Yes, you can! Take a breath!
-Please take a breath! -No, I can't!
Yes, you can.
I can't.
That feeling that still remains…
choosing to be with Fitri.
It can't be. I can't force myself to lose the feeling.
This marriage is illegal.
I'll make it illegal.
-This is illegal! -It is legal since this morning.
-No! -Yes, it is!
-This is illegal! -Don't be angry.
-Look at your tie. -It can't be!
-Yes, it can. -No!
This is illegal!
No.
-Illegal! -It is legal.
Mput.
I have a song…
You have to be confident, Cup!
This is legal.
Excuse me. There's is a call for Putri.
Miss Angel, the wedding organizer, is waiting…
Putri!
Why did you come alone? Where is your husband?
That… He sprained his ankle this morning.
Alright, don't ask me. You are called.
-Don't worry. -Don't be like that.
Think about it, how often have you heard
an MC calling someone to meet a wedding organizer at a wedding?
Never, right? Come on. I'll accompany you.
Let's go. I'll accompany you.
Relax.
Just be honest. Just the way I am.
Mput.
Let's get married. That's stupid!
Enough. Just admit it.
-Or I will reveal everything. -Just do it.
-Take him out. -Wait.
What did I do wrong?
Excuse me. I am Putri.
Did the wedding organizer call me?
I am Angel. Sorry. I just want to ask.
Do you know him?
Baby, where have you been?
You didn't pick up my calls. You didn't pick up Sari's calls too.
Sari? Is this Juna, Sari's cousin?
-I'm dead! -Sorry, I'm late.
She said I am an uninvited guest. You invited me here.
I am confused.
-Why are you winking? -What?
You just did that.
-You were winking. -If you don't believe me…
I'll show you a message from my baby as proof. How's that?
Can I show her your message?
No need, baby. Yes, I invited him here.
Look. Did you know that your boyfriend
is the worst wedding crasher for wedding organizers?
His nickname is "White Suit". So I ask you one more time.
Did you really invite Juna?
Yes, that's right.
Then sorry for the inconvenience.
My suit got messed up.
Let's go, baby. Excuse me.
His name is Juna.
-Keep an eye on him! -Yes, ma'am!
Mrs. Angel, Murad did not say that he's ready.
Put, this is karma.
Yesterday I asked you who you are coming with.
Now I am here by myself. Poor me.
Gaby, please don't tell Lulu and Olive.
Of course, I will not tell them. I'm not your spokesperson.
Alright. Now don't follow me.
I want to call my husband.
A customer will complain.
Please explain!
-What's wrong? -Now you're asking?
Sorry, I shouldn't do that. I am so sorry.
Whatever! But you didn't answer my calls and my messages yesterday.
I'm talking to you. Do you hear me?
-It is so good. -It's up to you!
Anyway, now I'm with someone else!
-No problem. It's fine if we separate. -What?
Put, this is really delicious.
I want more. Goodbye, Putri!
Are you going home already?
-Thank you. -Yes.
I'm on a diet.
Ladies and gentlemen, we will listen to the sweet and melodic music
from our home band, Raffy and The Half Empty.
I have no idea why you're here.
But for sure, I'm sorry, I should've told you.
Fin, I just changed "Arung Jeram Kontradiksi"'s lyrics.
Why did you replace me as a vocalist?
Who's the replacement? Who?
Just ask the others. Who's the replacement vocalist?
Raffy or Yusuf?
-Yusuf -Yusuf.
See? This band comes from my name.
You just replaced me when I was in Europe.
So Raffy is not an abbreviation?
Rino…
Alfin, Fauzan…
Fulan, Yusuf?
Why are you guys are chatting and joking? Play the song!
Please warn Juna.
Warn him, so he doesn't make trouble.
Sorry, he really is like that.
Sometimes he is unpredictable.
-This is it. -Did you find the key?
Yes, I found it. But it's in the lower right drawer, not the top right drawer.
I see.
-How's the apartment? Is it safe? -Yes, it is safe.
It is neat!
-Sar, did you find the laptop? -Yes. You don't have to worry.
Let me handle your Instagram.
Have you ever heard about "White Suit"?
A suit that is often worn by a boy band? What's going on?
It's not that.
Forget it.
That… Don't forget to call Juna, right?
Test. Attention, please.
-The power went out. -Attention, please.
Assalamu'alaikum.
Wa'alaikumsalam.
Thank you for coming, beloved family and friends,
for taking the time to attend
my daughter's wedding.
-She came with a man. -Sorry, our daughter.
Yes, I saw her.
-Her boyfriend is handsome. -This event is very special.
We're not only marrying our son and daughter, Fitri and Dheni,
but we are also
merging two big companies in Jakarta.
Suhandono Real Estate
and Herman Entertainment.
Stab me in the back
Cup, what are you doing?
What is this, Cup?
Song lyrics about betrayal.
You have to find a better way if you want to show that you're a band member.
-I don't have a band anymore. -And your band at the cafe?
Apparently, they were never my band.
I feel like an outcast.
Like…
It is two times.
Cup! Don't run away from the problem.
Face it, Cup!
If you still want to be in that band,
then show them that you can!
In this special moment,
I have to say to my only daughter Fitri…
Honey.
…there's nothing more special than the first day
you see your father.
Cup.
Where are you going?
My wish is simple
-Sharing hands… -Forget that. We better go home now.
-I will help you to-- -Put.
My request since long time ago…
You should know.
This is my song. Listen.
From the first time you said hello…
-Fitri -That's not the lyrics.
Marry me
-The lyrics aren't like that. -Fitri
-No! That's not the lyric. -Cup! You…
But if you can't
Let's just be friends
Excuse me.
Fitri, forgive me and your mom.
Because we can't be
the perfect parents for you.
But one thing I can do right now is
to give you the perfect party.
Marry me, marry me, marry me, Fitri
Fitri
Marry me, marry me, marry me, Fitri
Fitri
Bastard!
That's my song!
What? You dare?
-You dare? -You have to be patient!
Come on!
Be patient!
-Dheni, take this. -Come on, both of you.
Chill out, bro. There's a party outside.
There are no more chances like this.
You're right. Just enjoy it.
Good luck.
What? Get off me!
That's enough!
That's enough.
-What the hell are you doing? -He started it! Right?
Yes.
Why is the party becoming like this?
Put?
-The party's really fun. -We need to talk.
Who is your boyfriend actually?
All three of them are my boyfriends.
He passed out or died?
-He died. -Died.
-He passed out! -He died.
No, passed out! Look!
Look at his stomach.
-Here, Mom. -Me?
Yeah, it's okay.
-Three? -Three of them?
You know what? It was hard to broke up with Dheni.
Put.
I can't live this way. I don't want to live this way.
Please don't judge me.
-We won't. -It's okay.
-Dad, hold this. -Okay.
MC?
Attention, please!
-Assalamu'alaikum. -Wa'alaikum salam.
Before we jump to the next session, I want to sing a song. The title is…
What is the title of the song?
-It's up to you. -Seriously?
Thank you, Mi.
I'll sing my favorite song.
You ruined my party!
Because of you, my reputation is ruined. Don't you know who am I?
-God! What happened? -I think he doesn't know.
-You're not a very social person. -Put?
-Putri disappeared. -She was there.
-She was next to you. -Yes.
Angel, what about the rundown?
Hello?
Sar, what happened to Juna? Have you called him?
-Not yet. I'm sorry. -Then why are you calling me?
I want to ask you something. Have you checked your Instagram?
-Not yet. Why? -No wonder. Slow responses.
-Check it now. -Wait a second.
Sar, when did you know that I lost 2,000 followers?
Just now. That's why I called you.
If the sponsors know, will it be a problem?
Listen to me.
Take over my Instagram. Announce a giveaway.
-What will you give away? -Whatever. Clothes,
endorsed products. Just find them in the closet.
You take care of my Instagram while I take care of Mawar here.
Mawar? What will you do to Mawar?
She hung up!
Well, this girl announced a give-away. She's smart.
Follow me!
Put, wait. Let's Instagram live first.
-Hi, wise netizens. -Hi, everyone.
Say hi to my netizens.
-How are you, Put? -I'm good. You?
-Of course, I'm fine. -I see.
-Why did you come to me? -I just wanted to say hi to you.
I see, it is easy to forget when you are busy.
Would you mind saying something to my one million followers?
You have less than one million followers? Well, my bad.
I don't care. Although my followers aren't as much as yours,
at least I can address my followers nicely with this smartphone.
Let see. Selfie, please. One, two, three. Cheese.
Please don't use your very old phone!
-Your words are offensive! -I don't care!
Put, do you want to make a clarification?
What clarification?
Like congratulations and celebrations?
Hey, you don't need to be emotional or make a clarification. Chill, okay?
You're right. But your face doesn't look chilled.
-Let's end this live. -Okay.
-Well, my wise netizens, see you around. -See you around. Bye.
She's so proud of her smartphone. Paying it off in 12 installments.
Maybe she can't pay the installment. She'll lose her 2,000 followers.
Are those followers or a snack price? I have more followers than her!
So, what should we do?
It's impossible to change to another band, right?
Listen, we should change Angel.
In this situation, Angel is needed. Where is she?
I guess somebody sent you here.
No. I swear. I'm here with Putri.
I'll introduce you to Putri if you don't believe me.
Sushi.
This was my favorite dish when I was in Purwokerto.
All right.
That's her.
Mawar is like a gossip account, but she's playing dirty.
Look, she mentioned the person she was gossiping about.
Her account provokes fighting.
If I rebuke her, she'll say I'm being too emotional.
What will you do?
It's easy.
-Do you have rendang topping? -No.
You must make that topping. It's Indonesian.
Wait. I'll post to my IG stories. I'm an influencer.
I have one million followers. Follow my Instagram account.
Okay.
Ladies and gentlemen,
as my apology to you,
because the party doesn't run smoothly,
I'll sing a song from--
The band is ready.
That means we'll jump to the slow dance.
Honey, let's dance.
Honey.
Please don't be angry.
-Have you seen my wife? -No, I haven't. I'm sorry.
She's supposed to be here. It's slow dance time.
I don't know where she is, sir.
Stop dancing!
Hello, ma'am.
Juna.
Break. The white suit man is with ma'am Soraya. I repeat…
Hey, it's my turn.
Break.
Are you alone?
No, I'm not.
You're lucky.
Luckily, I was defensive.
Saying that I have a boyfriend.
You just want to get acquainted with me, right?
So, don't waste my time
with your cheesy sweet talk!
Cup, come here.
-It's a wedding party. -Trust me. Hurry!
-We might ruin this party. -Come on!
Wait.
-Hurry, Cup! -Wait a minute.
Excuse me.
Where are you going?
Attention, ladies and gentlemen. Silence, please.
Didn't she…
Take my wallet.
We're going to continue our party.
Silence, please.
Your love is fake
Your heart is fake
Playing and played me like a snake
Like a snake, a very poisonous snake
Okay?
Love to prey
I am bitten by love
Come on.
I am tricked, I am ambushed
I am trapped by your trickery
I am tricked, I am ambushed
I am trapped by your trickery
Sir.
What were you going to do?
I want to kidnap Fitri.
What do you mean?
I need certainty from her. You don't understand.
You wait here.
Very poisonous Love to prey
I am bitten by love
Excuse me, ma'am.
I am tricked, I am ambushed
I am trapped by your trickery
I am tricked, I am ambushed
I am trapped by your trickery
That's the white suit man. Catch him!
But ma'am, he's with Mrs. Herman.
He's right. If we catch him now, there'll be chaos. I mean it.
Then wait until they're apart.
-Watch him. -All right!
Yes, ma'am.
Very poisonous Love to prey
I am bitten by love
I know there's another way.
I'm sure you know it. So Fitri won't hate you.
Am I right?
Yeah, there's a better way.
I am tricked, I am ambushed
I am trapped by your trickery
I am tricked
And I am ambushed
Now, our most awaited session.
Toss the bouquet!
For those of you who are still single and want to get married
or have a second marriage, please come here.
I am sorry, ma'am, I need to go now.
Are you ready?
One.
Two.
Three.
It's on.
Good afternoon, everybody.
Now, what?
Let me congratulate the bride and groom. I hope you have a bunch of happiness.
Mr. Herman and Mr. Suhandono, thanks for giving me the time.
Today is not only a happy day for brides and grooms but also for all of us.
You come here with your loved ones
and meet your beloved friends
or maybe because today somebody is going to get married.
Oh God! This is a wedding party, sir!
What is he doing now?
What will he do?
Go away!
-What? -Did you ask him to do that?
No. Did you ask him?
Sir, wake up!
Sir!
Putri.
Will you marry me?
No!
Hey, don't mess up again!
Cup!
Put, you haven't answered yet.
Answer, Put.
Answer!
-Hey, where's Angel? -Pardon me, sir?
Where is Angel?
-Find her! -Okay, sir.
Answer!
That's why I told you not to invite your ex!
Our wedding party is a mess!
I practiced for three days and three nights just to toss the bouquet.
Because of your Putri…
Don't blame her. I'm the one who proposed to her.
-Shut up! Bullshit! -Sorry, Fit.
Dhen.
Honey.
-Follow her, Dhen. -Go!
It's all because of you! Fitri is angry!
-Yes, Dad. I'll follow her. -Hurry!
Attention, please, ladies and gentlemen.
We're going to have…
-What is it, honey? -Door prize.
It's door prize time!
We have amazing door prizes.
We don't have a door prize session.
Yes, we have.
-Look, we don't have it. -My wife told me so.
Well, are you ready? The gift is from Mr. Suhandono.
Who was it?
What do you mean?
Do you think I'm so old that I can't see clearly?
Do you think I can't see you? You danced with that young man.
What can I do? I want to dance with you,
but you're busy.
-Why are you still here? -I'm sorry, sir.
Don't make too many excuses! Just answer me.
Who's that young man?
-If I don't wanna answer you… -You told me you were security.
Don't just stand here. Someone is fighting there.
Go break them up.
I can't break up that kind of fight. I'm afraid.
-Yes, ma'am. Really, I am afraid, too. -I am not enough for you?
Are you kidding me?
The question is,
to get 300,000 rupiahs,
what kind of vehicle does tukang ojek ride?
It is yours.
It's not just that. Tables, sofas,
that ugly massive painting, everything is yours.
It is a living room, not Herman's room.
You know what?
I bought that painting so I can get…
A door prize number.
Don't you forget it, ladies and gentlemen,
the numbers will be tossed off--
In the bathroom?
On the bed? The painting will fit anywhere.
That is just your opinion.
That is always the problem.
You never listen to what we say.
-Ladies and gentlemen, attention, please. -We've been married for 29 years.
-I will up the door prize -Twenty-nine cities…
-to 10,000,000 rupiahs! -We have to pay the tax.
Are you not satisfied yet?
I'll pay for the tax of all 12 of our cars.
All of it is progressive tax. Doesn't that mean anything to you?
What is this? You're embarrassing me.
What were you doing in front of all the people?
Haven't I told you that I would invite important people?
Behave!
Do you ever listen to what I have to say?
At least on my wedding.
If I didn't listen to you,
you never would have married Suhandoko's son!
You're the one who's dumb!
You slapped me.
Stop it, honey.
It's only five million!
-Stop it, Dad. -Stop it.
It is enough, Dad.
Let me fight.
Oh my God!
That's what a dumb person looks like.
You look like a clown!
Eat that! What? You dare? Come on now.
You can't get me!
Bravo! Cake-fight!
Putri!
Listen to what my heart has to say to you!
Help!
Help me! Hey!
Mput!
Please help!
Please tell me that you have nothing to do with this.
-Dheni… -You came here with that crazy Galih.
You also came here with the vocalist.
And Angel told me that you also came here with the wedding crasher.
-I can explain this. -No, stop!
I can explain this, Dheni.
Putri.
Do you know why I moved on so easily?
Because you never listened to me.
You never even listened to yourself.
You only listen to other people's opinions.
You should go now.
Don't worry. I'll clean up this mess.
What did I tell you?
Don't have a cake-fight like children!
Look at this mess! Everything is messed up.
I can't stand being called a dumbass!
-This is all your fault! -I don't accept it!
Everything is messed up!
This happened because you're selfish!
I have failed.
Really?
But I think…
this is the most fun party that I have ever been to.
Daddy. Dad.
-What is it, Dheni? -What's wrong?
-Fitri is gone. -What?
Where is she?
-Have you looked for her? -Yes, I have.
-She's gone! -Well, then.
We have to look for her.
Come on, guys. Let's find Fitri!
Fitri.
Come on, honey. Be careful.
Fitri!
-Fitri! -That's her!
-There! -She's there!
She's right there!
Oh my God.
Fitri!
-Fitri. -I am sorry, Fitri
because I have made…
Do I know you?
It's not Fitri.
What is going on?
Wrong person. Sorry.
-It's not Fitri. -Let's look for her again.
Fitri!
Where are we going?
-Come with me. -Let go of me.
Let me go! What is this about?
No! Let me go.
-Galih! Let go! -You will understand.
-No! -Come on.
Where is she?
Wait for me.
Honey!
Dad, it's Fitri!
-It's Fitri! -Who is with her? She is kidnapped.
-Fitri! -Where are we going, Galih?
-You will know, Fitri! -What do we do?
We should take this!
Careful! Don't go. I'm going in.
How is this?
-It's hard. -Be careful.
-Hurry up! Row the boat. -Please hurry!
Hey, kidnapper! Stop! Where are you taking Fitri?
-Fitri! -Fitri!
Baby!
Don't go too fast!
Come on! We're getting closer!
-Fitri! -Hurry!
Hey, kidnapper!
Where are you running to?
-Stop. Stop! -Hey, don't run!
-Stop it! -No.
-Just give up already! -Kidnapper!
Give back my daughter!
What is wrong with you?
Stop!
They have caught you, Galih!
What is happening?
I am not a kidnapper!
What is all this?
Fitri, I have one more thing to prove that you haven't moved on from me.
This place. This lake.
If you have moved on, why did you choose this place?
This lake is where our first date was.
Well, he's right.
This, right here.
Our names are carved on this.
Look at this!
Galih.
It's not only your name. Wake up!
Look at this.
Fitri, let's go home.
Baby, come on now.
-Come on! -Fitri, let's go home.
No!
-Fitri! -Baby!
Why should I go home? Nobody ever listens to me!
-I'd rather be here. -You mean me?
Yes, especially you.
I told you before I don't want a big wedding!
And now I'm asking you.
Who is this wedding for?
For me or for you?
And you. You should be taking my side!
I have told you so many times I don't want it.
But you listened to him instead.
What will our family be if you only listened to my father?
Look now.
It has all become a mess.
Who is responsible for this now? Who is at fault?
Obviously, it's not your fault, Fitri!
Careful.
Somebody once said to me
he'd rather break up with me
because I am too busy thinking about other's opinions.
Thank you.
And because I listened to other's opinions more than my own,
I couldn't think clearly.
And now, here we are.
This is all my fault.
I didn't want someone to come to me and say,
"Is she really coming to a wedding alone?"
What would I say then?
But that's it. I don't want to listen to what everyone else has to say.
No, I don't want to think about what other people think of me.
Especially you, guys!
Whatever.
Dheni, Fitri.
I am truly sorry.
Please forgive me.
Wait.
What now?
-She has to be responsible for this! -What?
-Come on. Get her! -Yes. Get her.
-Come on now. -Putri, run!
Go. Row the boat!
Go now!
Go!
Where are you going?
Come on! Hurry up! Get her!
Hurry up! Let's go now! Hurry!
We're getting left behind.
-It's all because of her. -Hurry up! Let's go.
Hurry up!
Hey!
-Chase them! -Okay.
Putri!
Thank you!
If you didn't ask me to go to this wedding…
I never asked you, sir!
…I wouldn't have realized that I haven't moved on.
Everyone knows that, sir. You have not moved on!
-Mput! -Goodness gracious.
Can we do this later, Cup?
Okay!
Are you okay?
Yes. What is it?
No, it's just not like you.
You rarely post anything on Instagram.
Your new look will only go to waste.
I forgot something. Be right back.
Sari.
-Yes, boss. -Can you throw these away?
I don't need them anymore.
Ex-girlfriend stuff?
I can sell these at the ex's stuff store.
-Throw them away. -What?
-Throw away. -Of course, sir.
Yes, I know you're pretty!
Putri, here's an invitation from Juna.
You should come.
-Who will you go there with? -That's a secret!
-Congratulations. -Thank you.
-Please!
You came by yourself?
-Hi! -Putri!
Congratulations!
Thank you.
Congratulations.
My request is simple
-I'm going there. -Okay, go ahead.
When we get older
Hi. Congratulations.
My request since long time ago
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