Architecture of Love, The (2024)

[bunniefuu]

I hope this movie

will serve as a means

to uplift and inspire those who are

struggling, frustrated, and depressed

to push through and keep going.

Rindu.

Longing for something

is inevitable in many ways.

Longing for family, lovers, friends...

As humans,

we're meant to acknowledge

and accept these feelings

without denying or burying them.

Thank you.

Wow, that was amazing.

Please give a round of applause for

Ms. Raia Risjad,

the scriptwriter and author

of the book Rindu.

Join us at 7:30 p.m.

as we watch the premiere

of the film Rindu.

Any questions?

Yes, please.

Since your muse for both the book

and the film is your husband,

Mr. Alam,

I'm wondering,

what does your husband think about it?

Thank you for your question.

Maybe he'd like to answer that.

He's there in the back.

Hi, Alam.

Would you tell us what you think?

I'm really happy.

It is an honor

for any husband

to inspire his wife's best work.

I love you.

I love you.

- Thank you, Raia.

- Thank you.

Hey.

Um, I think I'm going home now.

What's the matter?

My stomach really hurts.

Where does it hurt?

Hmm. Yeah, there.

But it's getting worse now. I'm trying

to hold it but I don't think I can.

It's okay. You can go home

but don't forget to change your clothes,

have some warm water, and rub some...

Eucalyptus oil.

I promise.

- This is your night.

- Mm-hm.

Enjoy, okay?

Okay.

Yeah.

All right?

Eucalyptus oil.

Raia.

Oh my!

- Congratulations!

- Thank you!

- Finally, you did it!

- I did it!

Thank God.

I'm just so proud of you.

- Thank you.

- I am, really!

Raia, I don't mean to discuss work,

just reminding you,

about your novel's deadline...?

Ongoing.

- Well...

- Ongoing. I'm working on it.

Okay. I'm gonna chill.

Okay.

Now I can watch without worry.

I hope you enjoy the movie.

Yes, I will. I'm sure.

- I'm going home. Bye.

- All right.

Sir, I'm going home.

- What's the rush?

- My husband is sick.

- Take care.

- Thank you, sir.

Mentari, I'm heading home.

So soon?

My husband is sick.

- Okay, take care. Bye-bye.

- Have fun.

Dear.

Are you feeling better?

Did you eat?

Raia.

People say

that Paris is the city of love.

But to me, New York is more deserving

of that title.

Everyone is destined

to fall in love with this city,

and perhaps find love here too.

'Cause honestly, I'm falling for you

It's only our third date

Tell myself not to get ahead

You really should pick up when I call.

Let's party.

You were looking for me

just to invite me to a party?

Excuse me? Don't look down on parties.

You've been isolating yourself

for two months in New York.

- It's called observation.

- You have to open up yourself!

All you do is space out in the park!

You can still observe at a party.

You'll have plenty of people to observe.

- No, please.

- Yes, please?

I get that you're facing some

tough stuff in Jakarta

with that jerk of an ex of yours.

It feels good to swear in Indonesian.

But please.

This time, come with me.

Okay, listen.

Do you think I look okay

going to a party with... you know?

Any other excuses?

Oh my God.

Let's go.

I don't want to see you looking glum.

Your gloominess might rub off

on Diaz's songwriting.

Don't drag Diaz into this.

Okay, fine. I get it.

Diaz is indeed

the finest musician of them all,

the most famous in the whole world,

who can make my friend smitten.

We're just friends! Don't exaggerate.

Oh, no.

He doesn't know that you...

Of course not! Don't let him know!

I have to play it cool.

Don't you dare tell him!

And besides, there's somebody

I'd want you to meet.

No. Not today. Please?

What? You can't play it cool this time.

Come on, Raia.

You have to open up yourself

and socialize.

Raia, listen to me.

I read somewhere,

that writers are most inspired

when they're in love.

- In theory.

- So this time you have to trust me.

Please, Raia.

- Hi, Erin.

- Hi.

- How are you?

- I'm great.

- Good to see you. Come on in.

- I missed you.

By the way,

she's my friend from Indonesia.

- Hi.

- Hi.

- Diaz Umbara.

- Raia.

I can't believe I get to meet

my sister's favorite author.

So, please enjoy the drinks,

enjoy the party.

I'll be over there.

Thank you.

Amazing, right? He's a state asset.

He's so amazing, yet keeps a low profile.

He doesn't like

to show off on social media.

Erin.

He's calling me.

Anyway, I want you to socialize.

Talk to people.

You could get inspired.

I'll be right back.

Is this coconut or soy milk?

- Soy milk.

- I can't do coconut milk.

It's palm sugar straight from Jogja.

You must be Raia.

Yes.

I'm Aga.

- Hi.

- Hi.

I'm your companion for the evening.

You have to try this one.

So, what's it like being an author?

It's good.

Just like any other occupation.

You are... Hang on.

A graphic designer, right?

Do deadlines give you headaches?

No ideas makes you stressed, oh...

You know what?

What?

Let me help you.

Okay.

Spend a few days with me...

...and maybe, just maybe,

you'll find an inspiration to write.

I'm going to the restroom.

Was that too straightforward?

Yes.

Sorry.

How does it feel to be

a clay barrel in New York?

Clay barrel.

Okay, Raia.

The story of

a clay barrel on a ceramic...

Wait a minute!

Where was I?

Okay. Okay, okay.

Don't you feel out of place?

Of course. Of course I feel out of place.

Just like

the alien in Sting's song,

titled...

It's called...

Okay, okay, okay.

Alien, Sting.

Englishman in New York.

Englishman in New York.

Indonesian?

Nice poem.

Not a poem, a story for my novel.

Oh.

Nice drawing.

Hey! I've been looking for you!

Diaz is starting his jam session!

I'll just stay here.

No! Come on!

There you are.

I've been looking everywhere for you.

Oh, really?

I've heard they're the best

session players in New York.

- Really?

- Mm-hm.

Well, Diaz may be the only one

who can play this in New York.

Erin.

It's his original song, right?

Original. Very charming.

Are you thinking of Aga?

Don't worry. I think he's into you too.

I gave him your number.

What?

For you to move on,

you need a little push.

Up for a jog with Diaz?

Aww, what a healthy date.

Date? It's a workout,

and we're both invited, not just me.

Are you coming?

I'll pass.

Why?

I'm writing.

You keep saying that

but I don't see any results.

Fine. Bye.

Bye. Have fun.

Let me ask you.

What's with that envelope of money?

Let's just say

I'm renting in your place,

that's for rent.

Why? I told you my apartment

is covered by my company.

Don't be like that with me.

I feel bad, Rin.

Just add some MSG.

But anyway, he's cute.

Making you breakfast.

Fried rice, at that.

Just go for it.

Make him yours.

And Alam was so sweet to you

that you were so sure to marry him.

sh*t. Sorry, I didn't mean it that way.

No, it's okay.

You're right.

Just because a man treats us well

and makes us feel like

the most special woman to him

doesn't mean he's trustworthy.

But not all men are like that.

Yeah, I know.

Just... enjoy the fried rice.

Okay? Bye.

Bye.

Need a hand?

I'm already done. Just a minute.

Hi, Englishman In New York.

Oh.

Hey.

- Hi.

- Hi.

I was out for a walk,

sat down, and saw you.

It's really chilly today, isn't it?

Wanna grab some coffee?

Huh?

Coffee? Come on.

I'm River Jusuf.

Raia Risjad.

So, you like to draw?

Well, that's what I do for a living.

Illustrator?

Architect.

Oh, wow.

Here, in New York?

No, in Jakarta.

Your croissants.

Thank you.

Is working in Jakarta not cool enough?

No, not at all.

I didn't mean it that way.

What did you mean then?

No, nothing.

Sorry.

Are you... Raia Risjad?

Yes.

Oh my God!

Miss, we're your biggest fans.

Can we take a photo with you?

Yeah, sure.

Thank you!

- Do you mind, Mister?

- Sure.

Where? Over here? Okay.

Okay, one, two, smile.

Okay.

- Thank you.

- Thank you, Mister.

You're Ms. Raia's husband, right?

Yeah, you mentioned

in the preface of your novel

that Mr. Alam has always been

your source of inspiration.

Right!

Mr. Alam, you're the best! So cool!

Excuse us.

- Thank you so much.

- Okay.

- Bye, thank you.

- Bye!

- Sorry.

- Wow.

You're actually

a very popular writer, huh?

In Indonesia.

Not New York.

So you're married?

Not anymore.

Oh.

So...

Why were you at the party yesterday?

Free Indonesian food. Why not?

- Sorry, I have to take this.

- Okay.

Yes, Paul?

RIVER JUSUF, JAKARTA ARCHITECThey're planning to fly

straight here from Melbourne.

They want to talk about

the project in person,

but you have to be here.

I'm not sure if I can make it back.

What else should I tell them?

Please.

They understand your situation.

I understand your situation.

But it's been a year!

- Please.

- Okay, okay.

I need you this time.

I should get going.

- Where to?

- Probably

one of the most beautiful

buildings in New York.

Can I come?

It's still under repair.

I heard someone bought it

after being at auction for a while.

And they'll turn it into a residence.

You don't sound excited about that.

Isn't it good that the building

is finally being inhabited?

At least, in my opinion,

this building will become

a home where people

can begin, you know, new stories.

Not all empty spaces need to be filled.

What if these new stories

erase cherished memories?

For you.

Wow.

It's so detailed.

Even though you only got a glimpse of it.

Photographic memory.

Photographic memory.

I'd love to have that ability.

Can I learn that?

What for?

To recall the sweet memories of my life.

But we don't get to choose

whether to hold onto sweet

or bitter memories.

Not every story is as beautiful

as these buildings.

I know.

But can't I just remember the sweet ones?

I don't see what's wrong with it.

True, it's not wrong.

But how is that possible?

Bad memories can haunt us for life.

No matter how far we try to go forward,

we'll never know when

we can let go of the past.

What's the matter?

It's all right if you need to go.

River.

Are you drawing tomorrow?

I like to find inspiration

for writing by myself.

I still have nothing, though.

It seems like this city

is still distant to me.

Mind if I join you?

Every building has a story.

How about you write

a story of these buildings

and the city parks.

Like your shower

and the clay barrel story back then.

Bye.

Hey, Raia. Wait, before I forget,

- here are your keys.

- Okay.

Thank you so much for taking my shift.

- Sure.

- All righty.

- Bye.

- Gotta go, bye.

Hi, how can I help you?

Hi, I have an appointment

with Doctor Stevenson.

Okay.

Could you fill up this form first, please?

And then we'll take it from there.

The doctor should be ready

to see you in a few minutes.

Okay, thank you.

Here you are.

- Hi.

- Hi.

You've kept the three of us waiting.

Aga brought you some crabs.

Erin told me that crab is your favorite.

And Diaz cooked them Padang sauce style.

Erin told me you love

crabs with Padang sauce.

- Okay.

- Let's dig in.

All good?

- Nice.

- All set.

Have some more.

Thank you.

By the way, I started

reading your books, Raia.

Really?

And I think it's very well written.

I love it so much. Lovely.

Thank you.

But how did you get my books?

Erin lent me hers.

You know what? Being an author

is much harder than being a musician.

- Really?

- Mm-hm.

Musicians have instruments

to capture inspiration,

but an author?

Maybe that's why "writer's block" exists.

- Right?

- Mm-hm.

Not "musician's block."

Come on. Our mission today

is to inspire Raia,

so she can spark some fresh ideas.

Oh my God. I'm so sorry.

Did I hit you? I'm so sorry.

- The sauce got on you.

- This is excellent for my book.

- You got any wet tissues?

- No.

- Sorry, Diaz.

- It's okay.

Use this.

CAN'T STOP THINKING ABOUT YOU,

MISS YOU...

What should I say?

Forget it.

I'll talk to him.

Give it to me!

No, it's Erin.

Yes. Alam, let me just say one thing.

Don't text her so affectionately

like that, okay?

Raia has a boyfriend here now.

It wouldn't be appropriate.

Okay? Thank you.

Why'd you lie about a boyfriend?

It's the truth.

Just wait for the right timing.

Who?

Aga, duh.

Keep acting dumb and you'll become dumb.

So annoying.

Who is it? Still Alam?

No.

Online loan bill.

I'LL PICK YOU UP TOMORROW.

Are you so broke

that you have to rely on loans?

Yeah. Now they're asking for your address.

Do they live here?

No.

Bekasi.

You're so annoying.

It's still dirty. Wash it properly!

- I already washed my hands!

- So gross.

Ouch.

Mm.

For how long will you

let your teeth k*ll you like that?

Just this week, Mom sent a dozen texts

to make sure her favorite child

goes to the dentist.

I don't think she ever asks me

how I'm doing.

It seems like Mom is more worried

about your teeth than my life.

Right?

Shut up.

You shouldn't have been a disobedient son.

Gross.

I might get acne.

Here's the cure for acne.

- To treat your acne.

- Gross!

Hi.

Hi.

Where are we going today?

Thank you.

"Symbol of Hope."

- What?

- Grand Central.

I prefer to call this building

the "Symbol of Hope."

Why?

For many, New York is the city

to pursue their dreams.

The city where

the American Dream comes true.

In the past, every traveler

arriving in New York by rail

had their first taste of the New York

atmosphere here at this station.

They came from afar,

holding onto their dreams,

once here, their dreams felt real.

An author's language

sure is something else.

Every building has its story.

I want to show you something.

See that black dot over there,

besides Cancer?

It's a spot intentionally left

as a reminder.

It's not dust or train soot.

It's tar and nicotine.

So, the moral of the story is

stop smoking?

Perhaps.

It could also be a warning

to keep the building clean.

Oh, okay.

Or just as a reminder...

that we've made mistakes.

Over here.

This is called the Whispering Gallery.

Do you know why?

Try standing over here.

Hi, Ms. Gentong.

How's that possible?

Okay.

Hello, Mr. Sungai.

Please continue your explanation

of this building, Mr. Sungai.

Riv? Can you hear me?

Let's go somewhere else.

Right now?

This place is so much fun.

I can hear echoes.

So here we go again

I kissed that girl again

But suddenly it must come to an end

Stop smiling you know

You are so annoying

Your cheeks, your lips, your hips

How it's so tempting

If she really finds out

I'll be dead man walking

Your eyes are blue

So good to be true

I just can't stop

Thinking about you, oh

Though we are far apart

You are still my best bud

So here we go again

I fall in love again

To celebrate something.

Celebrating my finishing

five short stories.

Congrats.

Why not write a novel instead?

I started with a novel,

but what came out were short stories.

An author's brain can be a little random.

But what's really random is,

every character isn't human.

But objects I encountered here,

and of course, the buildings

you told me about.

Ouch.

Ow.

Toothache?

How about seeing a dentist?

You might need a filling or tooth pulled.

You'd feel much better after that.

Like me, I struggled to write

for almost a year

but now I just finished five.

Thanks to New York.

Thanks to you.

Because you've shown me so many things

I've never seen before, Riv.

- And it really inspires me...

- I have to get going.

Take this.

Mr. Sungai!

Please don't call me with that name.

- There's Mr. Kali, but that's not funny...

- Just don't.

Excuse me, miss.

Could you recommend me

some enjoyable fiction?

Yes, of...

- Hi.

- Oh, hi.

Are you busy?

Yes.

So, what books would you recommend?

Here you go.

Thank you.

I think I'll start reading this book

at the cafe across the street.

I'll wait until your store closes,

then maybe I could walk you home?

Sure.

Okay.

- I'll see you later.

- Okay.

- Bye.

- Bye.

Can't stop reading this book.

Thanks for recommending this to me.

Thank you for walking me home.

You're welcome.

Okay.

Raia.

Um.

Wanna grab some coffee?

What do you say we discuss this book?

Maybe next time.

I want to write.

See? I told you.

- What?

- I knew you would be inspired.

Okay.

Okay.

Okay, I'm gonna go.

Good night.

Good night.

- Bye.

- Bye.

Your scenario, isn't it?

What do you mean?

Showing up at the bookstore,

asking for novel recommendations,

then walking me home.

Isn't that right? Right?

What a pain.

That was Aga's own initiative, not mine.

It's nine o'clock. You're not leaving?

Hm?

I thought you had

gotten over your depression.

Just go to work.

At least have breakfast.

I made it for you.

Be grateful your little brother

is doing this for you.

I'm leaving.

You got a package there from Jakarta.

RINDU

A NOVEL BY RAIA RISJAD

PREFACE

Hi.

- Hi.

- I'm sorry.

- I didn't get a chance...

- No, it's fine.

I went for a walk by myself.

- Tomorrow?

- It's okay, Riv.

No need to feel obligated.

If you have other plans or work,

that's totally fine.

I never felt obligated.

I just want to keep you company.

Okay.

Raia.

You're a great writer.

- How did you...

- I don't want you to stop writing.

Riv.

Medicine for your toothache.

You seem different today.

You think so?

Maybe it's because

I slept well last night.

Where are we going today?

Up to you!

Wherever the river flows,

that's where I want to be.

How many green socks do you have?

Just a pair.

Really?

You wear it every day?

Yeah.

Don't they smell?

No, I wash them every night.

I'm sorry.

I think I should get you socks

in some other color.

Let's see.

Purple.

Yes. Purple.

Raia, you got some more flowers.

Thank you.

Amazing, you made breakfast for once.

So pretty!

See, I told you.

Falling in love can

remove any blocks in your life.

Sure, whatever

the one falling in love says.

Just falling.

But the landing's not guaranteed.

I promise you, Aga is one thousand

times better than Alam.

Why Aga?

Is it not Aga?

Who?

Who is it?

No, you're gonna have to tell me.

- What? What who?

- Who?

- Who are you seeing? You have to tell me.

- No, no.

I'll buy you two buckets of popcorn

if you tell me who.

I can buy them myself.

You wanna be annoying?

I made you breakfast.

What a surprise.

- What's wrong?

- What's up with you?

You were holed up in your room

yesterday, so depressed.

You made me worry.

And now suddenly, poof!

You've changed.

Who?

Who's the girl?

Introduce her to me.

How about this. Let's do a double date.

Invite her out,

I'll bring the girl I like.

The girl who made you read this much?

Well, yeah.

I'll introduce you to her.

- Is it good?

- Of course it is.

Erin said it's the best popcorn

in New York.

Try.

No. She's wrong.

So good. It's really good.

Seriously!

So good.

- Right?

- Mm-hm.

You still want to say

the one before was better?

Nope.

I know my popcorn.

When are you done with your shift today?

At eight.

Here, for you.

You can have it.

To keep you company while you work.

Okay.

Thank you.

- Raia.

- Yes, Riv?

- Aga.

- Hi.

Hi.

I thought you were someone else. Sorry.

It's fine.

I wanted to invite you to dinner.

Sorry, I can't go today.

Oh, I have a book for you. Wait.

Let's go.

Yes, this one.

- This?

- Yes.

So thick. I'll finish it in a year.

It won't take a year.

Your last paycheck.

Thank you.

I really wish I could keep you longer, but

Jane's back from

her maternity leave tomorrow, so...

It's okay.

Thank you for giving me a chance

to work for you.

RAIA, I'LL BE GONE

FOR A FEW DAYS.

Flower delivery. For Raia.

Yes.

Thank you.

- I'M GOING TO UNCLE EDO'S BEACH HOUSE.

- It's no use. River isn't picking up.

I know. I'm worried too.

He could get depressed again

if left alone.

Okay, fine.

Peace be upon you.

He is...

You should see him in person.

You can judge him then.

You still trust my judgment?

Hang on.

I recall you being the only one

who warned me

that my marriage with

Alam wouldn't be easy, so...

Yes, and you were upset with me.

You said it on my wedding night.

Of course I was upset!

My bad.

You know me.

But, I mean...

It's obvious Alam was fake from the start!

- I really didn't know what you saw in him!

- Okay, okay.

Forget about that, and focus on this one.

I need your keen eyes.

Is he the right one?

You're not official yet?

We're not high schoolers

obsessed with being official.

What?

- You already did it with him?

- Shh!

- Oh my God.

- Shut up.

People are watching!

Seriously, you.

Wait.

It's my editor.

Hi, Ms. Muthia.

Um...

Yes, almost there.

Just a bit more.

I promise, yes.

Okay, bye. Sure, bye.

Aga invited us to his uncle's beach house

in Montauk.

Diaz will be there too.

Nope. I want to write.

But already I said okay.

- You always do this...

- This isn't my scenario.

I swear. But Aga insisted.

Raia, don't start.

This place is great.

Perfect place to live stream.

Welcome.

- Right, that's him.

- What are you doing here?

He designed all this.

I've introduced him before, right?

I think so.

- River, right?

- Yes. Hello. How are you?

Hi, I'm good.

- How are you?

- Good.

- Very cool design.

- Thank you.

They're staying the night.

Is that so?

I think I left my meds

in the apartment.

- Huh, what?

- Raia.

Meet my brother, River.

Hello. I'm River.

Raia.

I was just telling them how my brother

designed this house.

No, I just helped with renovating.

He has very artistic hands.

He likes to draw... something in the city.

Sketch?

- Right, sketches.

- Sketch.

Architect?

I also have an architect friend

in Jakarta.

He loves sketching historical buildings

and loves disappearing too.

Is there a drugstore nearby?

Want me to take you there?

- Is that okay?

- I'm coming too.

Wait, how about we settle in first?

No. I'll take her.

- Let's go.

- Okay.

River.

Take care.

Let me show you your rooms.

Yes, please.

- After you guys.

- That way?

- Yup.

- Let's go.

What was up with you?

What happened before?

Really nice acting.

Pretending we were strangers.

What's wrong?

Don't want them to know

we already knew each other?

Can you put on your seat belt?

Done.

Weirdo.

You don't like me being here?

There's the drugstore.

Medicine for your toothache.

- I still have some from the other day.

- For your stock.

In case you don't want to meet me,

then you'll still have some meds.

Right?

You're the weirdest guy I've ever met.

You appear out of nowhere, then disappear.

You send messages, send flowers.

When we meet,

you act like we are strangers.

What's up with you?

Do you have a problem?

Now you're quiet.

If you think I'm here to chase after you,

or stalk you, or anything like that,

you're wrong.

Aga likes you.

So what?

Oh, right.

I understand.

You're avoiding me because Aga likes me?

So weird.

Hold on.

Where are we going now?

Let's get out.

Constructed in 1796...

I'm not in the mood

to listen to a tour leader.

At night, it casts

its light every five seconds.

Didn't you hear me? I'm not in the mood!

It exists simply to stand still

and cast light.

If you want to talk,

just answer my question!

The lighthouse provides guidance so ships

can avoid sinking or hitting the reefs.

Huh?

What is happening right now?

I don't get it. What do you want?

It's cold. Let's head back.

Put on your seat belt.

Done.

Sit down, Raia!

- Wait. My phone is ringing.

- Sit down!

- Wait.

- Sit down!

I said sit!

If I tell you to put your seat belt on,

put your seat belt on!

Impossible.

You got your medicine?

Where's our room, Erin?

On the left. I put your bags inside.

- Thank you.

- Have you thrown your cards yet?

- Raia.

- Not yet.

Are you okay?

I need to rest.

Brother.

How did it go with Raia?

Raia's the one, right?

She told you?

We're just friends, Ga.

I'm just happy you've found someone.

Especially if it's Raia.

How can you be happy

when you like her too?

I don't want to see you sad,

especially not here.

I know this place means a lot to you,

so I brought her here.

For you.

New memories can help overcome grief.

Think about it.

Brother.

My friend wants to cook.

How do you start the stove?

There's a safety switch. I'll do it.

What safety switch?

There's food in the pot.

Sorry about what happened

earlier in the car.

I was very rude.

I shouldn't have undone the seat belt.

It wasn't safe.

Thank you.

I lost my wife in a car accident.

Why must the film end like that?

No, I mean, life is hard enough.

Why not make films with a happy ending?

Just like us?

Just like us.

Ow.

See...

You need to get your teeth checked again.

Let's go to the clinic

after our Bandung trip.

I'll check your teeth

- I don't want to go to the clinic.

- Why not?

Let's just do it at home.

Because I like seeing you

bring the drill home.

- Vrr. Like that?

- Ouch.

So sexy.

Freaky.

It's midnight.

It's someone's birthday today.

Wait.

Happy birthday, Mr. Sungai.

Thank you, dear.

I see.

So that's why you wanted

to see a movie at this hour?

What is it?

Take a guess.

Okay. Hang on.

Seriously? Green?

Isn't it cute?

- You don't like it?

- I do.

I just didn't expect it to be green.

I'm getting bored of your

white, gray, black socks,

like a school kid.

I'm sure it'd look great

for strolling around New York.

Are we seriously going on that trip?

Of course!

Thank you, dear.

This is the best birthday gift.

I love you.

I love you more, Mr. Sungai.

You're going to put it on now? Right here?

I feel like a leprechaun.

No! I swear it looks good. So cute.

I have one more present for you.

What is it?

- That's why we should go home now.

- Okay, okay.

Are you seriously eating

with that toothache?

It's popcorn, Ra.

It's the best thing in the world.

You're talking with your mouth full.

I'll get you a drink.

Andara is gone.

Stay strong, my son.

Stay strong.

Andara.

I know, Sweetie.

We have arrived, Riv.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MR. SUNGAI,

THE LOVE OF MY LIFE.

WITH KISSES, YOUR OTHER HALF.

CONGRATULATIONS, MR. SUNGAI. YOU ARE

OFFICIALLY A FATHER. LOVE, ANDARA.

I m*rder*d them.

I k*lled my wife and child.

But I lived.

It should've been me who died.

It should've been me who died.

It should've been me who died.

It should've been me who died.

What?

I look pathetic, don't I?

But don't feel sorry for me.

I'm a m*rder*r.

You're not a m*rder*r, River.

You're brave.

Not a lot of men are willing

to be vulnerable with their emotions.

Like you were.

You mean crying like before?

So what if men cry?

Can't they?

Not many have the courage

to leave everything behind

and go this far in the pursuit of healing.

I was running away.

Only cowards run away.

We're the same, then.

Two cowards who ran away

and got lost in New York.

You surviving is not a punishment,

but a chance.

- For?

- To keep on living.

Thank you, River.

For opening up to me.

Whenever you need someone to talk to,

I'll be here for you.

Okay?

Rise and shine, Princess.

So noisy. I'm still sleepy.

Do you want to come?

Aga, Diaz, and I are going out.

River?

River went home a while ago.

Around dawn, I think.

He didn't tell you?

No.

Hi.

I'd like to take you out.

Dinner?

I'll go get changed first.

Ten minutes.

You won't disappear, right?

Have you been here before?

I have, with Andara.

Hello.

Are you two ready to order?

Yes.

I'll have... the chicken parmigiana.

Make it two, please.

Okay.

Thank you.

So, why did you come to New York?

Honeymoon.

I also wanted a honeymoon in New York.

But it didn't work out.

My ex-husband

couldn't take a leave for too long, so...

You know what, River?

The most important day of my life

ended up being the day

my marriage fell apart.

So I had a book

adapted into a film.

It was a great book.

I like it.

Then I was offered

to write the screenplay.

For an author like me,

that's a huge stepping stone.

I was so happy that night.

However...

That same night, I found out that

my hus...

...my ex-husband...

had an affair.

I'm so sorry to hear that.

No, it's okay.

What an as*h*le.

He totally is.

I wish I had this mindset back then.

But no. All I did was blame myself.

Then I wondered,

why would he do such a thing?

I was a fool.

So foolish that I haven't been able

to write since that day.

Nothing at all. Everything was blocked.

And well...

With all the strength I had...

...I went, or rather, ran away to New York.

Hoping for a way better life.

Turns out...

...it wasn't.

Until you came along, Riv.

And with you around,

I feel like I can function again.

So...

Thank you.

But...

I'm getting hungry.

If God made humans in pairs,

why does He take our partner away?

I've always thought so too.

Right?

Why would He do that?

Readers aren't the only ones

who need happy endings.

Writers need happy endings too.

We're here.

Thank you for the dinner.

It was... lovely.

Okay.

Good night.

Good night.

Okay.

Raia.

I'm going back to Jakarta tomorrow.

Why?

You don't have to answer.

Just keep running away.

Thank you for everything.

That's it?

She's opened up to you,

and you're leaving? That's it?

Why not tell her honestly

about your feelings for her?

Raia needs to know, don't you get it?

I can't, Aga.

Why not? What's the risk?

Of course, there's risk.

What's the risk?

Why don't you go out with her?

Because she's in love with you.

Get it?

Listen.

You're my big brother.

All you have to do is to be honest.

That's it!

You want me to be honest?

Hi, Raia. I love you, but I'm also

still in love with my dead wife.

I don't know until when.

Perhaps for as long as I live.

Is that the honesty you want from me?

RIV...

We're committed

to this project because of River, so

if we don't talk to him today,

I think we're just going to have

to rethink this whole thing.

Good morning.

Sorry for being late.

I apologize for being absent

all this time.

But I always keep an eye on the project,

don't worry about it.

I just had to sort things out in New York.

But now I'm back. Fully.

Shall we start?

Which one shall we discuss first?

If this were a movie,

you'd be a superhero.

You just saved me.

River!

Stay with me.

Don't leave me again.

Let's do this!

Yeah!

Oh, Paul.

Maybe this is the fate

of my relationship with him.

Doesn't last long, only temporary.

That's it.

And your best friend, right here,

is only meant to be a respite.

Never the destination.

I can't believe it.

You say "maybe" too much.

Maybe this, maybe that.

Why not confirm your feelings?

You do like him, right?

Just confess or whatever...

- No way!

- ...instead of this.

- Are you insane? No way!

- Why not?

- Afraid of heartbreak? Rejection?

- No! Come on.

Rin, I'm not like you.

You dated here and there,

and went through so many heartbreaks,

and look at you now.

Look.

You're alive, standing strong,

as cheerful as ever.

But me?

Just look at me.

I only felt it once, but...

It feels awful. I don't want

to experience it again.

Let me ask you something.

If I get my heart broken again,

where should I go?

Heartbreak is never easy for anyone

no matter how many times,

and I'm no exception.

Tell you what.

Falling in love is a blessing,

heartbreak is a disaster.

It's a package,

you can't separate the two.

But that's life.

The good, the bad,

the positive, the negative.

That's all there is to it.

It all depends on whether you have

the guts to face it or not.

Besides, does fear lead you anywhere?

When did you become wise?

Always have been!

You just never appreciated me!

Mom.

Son.

Amen.

That was a long prayer, Mom.

Yes, it was.

I was praying for you.

For you to have a peaceful life.

For you to forgive yourself.

I'm sure God has forgiven you.

In fact, I'm sure He never blamed you.

Your memories with Andara

are not limited to that accident.

I'm sure there are a lot of happy memories

you two made.

Those happy memories should bring us joy,

not the opposite, right, son?

You know how much I loved your wife.

She was like my own child.

A mother's love is everlasting.

The human heart can hold onto so much love

without forgetting those who came before.

Hi.

River left something for you.

He told me to give it to you today

before he left.

THERE'S A BUILDING ON FIFTH AVENUE

WAITING FOR YOU. RIVER.

One more thing.

But only open this when you get there.

Can you take me there?

I better not.

I'll go with you.

The Public Library?

What are we doing?

"Dear Raia.

The Public Library before you

is a building that marks New York

as the center of urban culture

in the world."

Its construction began in 1895,

but it was only formally opened

16 years later.

The original design

was not by an architect

but by a sketch by John Shaw Billings,

a librarian who was appointed

director at that time.

In front of it are two lion statues

that symbolize patience and fortitude

to face the crisis in America

at that time.

There are four million books inside.

I hope someday your book

will be in there too.

Don't ever stop writing, Raia.

Your biggest admirer, River.

She's been waiting for you to visit, Riv.

Bismillahir Rahmanir Raheem.

This is Andara's favorite dish.

Gosh, dear.

Do you want River to run away

to New York again?

It's fine, Dad. It was her favorite food.

I ordered it with Mom.

How's your work?

Great.

We're overflowing with projects right now.

Thank God!

No wonder since you're in Jakarta

you've been working overtime.

Can you take me

to a wedding this Saturday?

Because your Dad has to go to Surabaya

the day after tomorrow.

- Yeah.

- Well?

Yeah.

All alone at a wedding?

Whatever.

Is there no food here? I'm starving.

You're crazy.

You haven't seen me for a year,

at least say you miss me.

Okay, I miss you, my most handsome,

beloved cousin.

- Happy now?

- There you go.

Okay.

Wow.

At last, Harris Risjad is getting married.

- I'm so cool, right?

- So cool.

- So sick.

- You are.

Any advice for me?

Are you seriously asking me for advice?

I failed once.

Does anyone ever really succeed?

Moron.

Let's see.

Live it, enjoy it, expect many surprises,

you'll be fine.

And one more thing.

If you think dating

and marriage are the same,

let me tell you, Dude.

It's not.

So, how's New York?

Fun.

Just fun?

Just fun.

Nothing else?

- Do you want the long version?

- Yeah.

Buy my book.

Seriously?

Yup.

You're gonna be rich soon.

Amen.

Yeah, amen.

Man.

Have you settled your issues with Alam?

All done.

It's done.

Then this is my chance.

What now? I got a bad feeling.

To introduce you to my groomsmen.

- Oh?

- They're all good-looking!

There's a racer, a banker.

I'll find someone for you.

- Promise you'll find one for me?

- Don't worry, you can count on me.

Man.

Oh my God.

Okay.

I'm ready.

Wait. Fix it. You're getting married.

This side. Looks great.

Handsome, right?

I'm happy for you.

Thank you.

Okay.

Let's go.

You're from the groom's family?

Yes, Auntie.

Lovely uniform.

Thank you.

Are you leaving already?

- Yes.

- But it only just started.

I know, but my head hurts all of a sudden.

At least, I've congratulated the couple

and their families.

Are you still feeling sick?

Yes, a little.

Excuse me.

- Let me accompany you.

- You sure?

It's fine.

- Thank you so much.

- You're welcome.

What a lovely name.

Look, my car is here.

Son.

That's my son.

This is Raia. She kept me company

in the elevator.

Thank you, dear.

How was the party? You had fun?

Hello?

Hi, Raia.

Hi.

Why didn't you tell me

you were in Jakarta?

Do I have to?

You didn't stay in touch with me either.

My mom told me she met a beautiful,

friendly, and kind woman.

You left a good impression on her.

Did you also tell her

that we knew each other?

Or maybe...

Do you remember

when Aga introduced us?

You pretended we were strangers.

Are you still like that?

What do you want, Riv?

I want to talk to you.

Okay, we're talking now.

What else?

You can't keep doing this, Riv.

What do you want?

Coming and going as you please.

Raia, I never meant to do that to you.

Okay.

- I want...

- Riv, please.

I'm tired.

I'm leaving tomorrow.

To Melbourne

for three months

for work.

Okay.

It's fine.

We'll talk when you come back.

- I promise you...

- Don't make a promise.

I promise I'll come back,

I'll call you immediately.

I love you more than it showed

And you said you feel it too

Thought it was a happy ending

But now it's just beginning

And then you leave me all behind

And you say, "Don't come back again"

And I said

Why would I come back to you

If you don't need me to?

I'll be losing you

And you'll be losing me

And I said

Why would I come back to you

If you don't need me to?

I'll be losing you

And you'll be losing me

Hi.

Come on in.

I have to be that fool for you

I would do anything for you

As long as you want me to

But I guess you never want me

The way I'm wanting you

You haven't heard from him at all?

If you really love him...

Go after him.

No, Rin. I'll leave it up to fate.

I'm tired.

Leaving it up to fate is for people

who are afraid to try.

That's just a theory.

That's practice. Try it first!

I tried it myself.

I tried asking Diaz out.

What? Tell me more.

But apparently, it's a sad ending.

Because he said

we're better off as friends.

But I have to say, I agree.

He has a point.

But yeah. It's totally fine.

Well, you should...

- Rin, I gotta go.

- Okay.

Flower delivery for Miss Raia.

Thank you.

- Are you ready?

- Yes, I'll be there.

Okay. Excuse me.

FOR RAIA. CONGRATULATIONS.

Love can conceal bitterness,

and reveal only sweetness.

And they say

just being able to love is enough

because loving allows us

to cherish life even more.

It encourages us to try new things,

we've never thought of before

because loving someone springs courage.

Being able to love

without expecting love in return

is enough.

Enough.

Like the wind that keeps blowing

without expecting gratitude.

Enough.

Like rain that doesn't stop falling

even when someone's complaining.

Enough, like the sun rising

and setting accordingly,

each functioning as it is meant to.

Like humans are meant to

use their hearts for love.

And loving, as they say, is never in vain.

Thank you.

Thank you, Raia.

So, let's begin the Q&A session.

Anyone?

Why were you on hiatus for so long?

Was it related to your divorce?

Thank you for your question.

Personally, my emotional state

can strongly influence my writing.

And the break I took

before finally going back to write

has, in fact, led me to create

a remarkable work,

Setiap Gedung Punya Cerita.

Um... Miss.

In every one of your novels,

there were always mentions of Alam,

your ex-husband.

Now you mention River Jusuf.

Is he the replacement?

No more personal questions, please.

It's fine.

River Jusuf, as you may have read...

River Jusuf.

He's the one who taught me

to see New York in a different light.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Hi.

Over here?

Thank you.

Hi.

Hi.

Not just this flower.

But the one before this,

and the ones before that too.

Oh.

- I thought...

- It was River?

Thank you for meeting me.

I should thank you for coming.

Coincidentally, there's a jazz festival

in Singapore,

hopped on a plane, and now I'm here.

Does Erin know that...

I like you?

No?

No.

Does Erin know that you're coming here?

No, she doesn't know.

But she's the one

who taught me to be brave.

All this time, I've never been

brave enough to tell you how I feel.

No worries.

I've heard your thoughts on River

during the press conference.

And it's totally fine.

No problem.

It stings, just a bit, but...

it's fine.

Anyway, I'm glad that

I've confessed my feelings to you.

Love is exciting.

Well, I'm sure it'd be more exciting

if the feeling is mutual.

But if not, it's not a problem.

Just having the courage to love

already feels liberating.

Write it down.

That's a good one for a song lyric.

Amazing. So amazing.

Raia.

Hi, Riv.

It's unusual of you to call.

I know.

There used to be

someone who believed in me.

Believed that I could finish my book.

And now, today, the book was released.

But that person isn't here.

Want to know why?

Why?

Because he tends to disappear.

But if he were here right now,

I want to tell him something.

Because he believed in me

when I couldn't believe in myself.

So...

So, what do you want to tell him?

I want to tell him that...

Listen.

Why don't you

tell him in person?

He promised not to disappear anymore.

Weren't you in Melbourne?

I have an important event in Jakarta.

What event is it?

It's the book launch event of

Setiap Gedung Punya Cerita

by Raia Risjad.

If it's so important, why are you late?

I already asked the pilot to speed up,

but he said,

"Just go ahead and jump out."

Raia, do you remember

what you asked me that night

at the wedding party?

Do you still remember?

"What do you want?"

I want you, Raia.

Can I have your autograph?

So annoying!

So here we go again

I kissed that girl again...

Please wash your mouth, sir.

Does it need to be removed, Doc?

No need. We'll try

to save the tooth first.

Besides, not all pain

can be relieved by pulling it out.

He might make a good writer.

Your eyes are blue

So good to be true...

Not all empty spaces

need to be filled to be meaningful.

Because new stories

might erase cherished memories, you know.

But every new story

has its own special meaning.

Okay. What more stories

does this movie theater have?

So, this building was constructed in 1932.

But it wasn't until 1949

that it became a movie theater.

Okay. The more you know.

Thank you, Mr. River.

You can call me Mr. Sungai.

Okay, Mr. Sungai.

- Ouch.

- Does it hurt? Where?

It's early, too early

It comes too early

It's easy to remember

But so hard to forget

Oh, here we go again

I kissed that girl again

Then suddenly it must come to an end

Stop smiling

You know you're so annoying

Your cheeks, your lips, your hips

How it's so tempting

If she really finds out

I'll be dead man walking

If she really finds out

I'll be dead man walking

If she really finds out

I'll be dead man walking

Bought two candied apples 'cause

We're still rather shy to share

Our fingers almost touching

While we pretend like we don't care

We go on the merry-go-round

As the autumn sky turns dark

You offer me your jacket

Now there goes my heart

This fair's just passing through

But I hope you won't too

'Cause honestly, I'm falling for you

It's only our third date

Maybe I'm getting ahead