01x02 - Jibam

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You're asking for it.

Hey! The face is off-limits.

Okay.

I told you that the face is off-limits.

Enough. Don't touch the face.

-Then?
-He couldn't bear it.

Then Kahar kneed his head.

Are you okay?

-Punch him!
-Get him!

Are you okay?

Yes!

The warden is here.

-He is going up.
-Warden?

Hey.

What is wrong with you?

The...

-The warden...
-Warden?

-You're lucky.
-Round block.

Get out of here!

CERTIFICATE OF APPRECIATION

Ayam.

No, come on.

Why are you so upset with me?

You were the one
who asked me to settle with Kahar.

I did it.

That jerk won't mess up with us anymore.

What else is bothering you?

Answer me, Ayam.

Ayam.

Ayam!

My dad just bought these glasses.

The old one is only
for my long-sightedness.

I've been wearing them since I was a kid.

Three years ago,
I started having short-sightedness.

In those three years,
I couldn't see anything distant.

It got worse and my power increased.

But when he found out I got accepted here,

my dad was so happy
that he got me these bifocal glasses.

He even had to withdraw money
from his EPF savings.

All that just to support me coming here
and buying all my needs.

My mom helped too.

She sold all her jewelry to the pawn shop.

Considering all their hardships
and difficulties to send me here,

if not, I would have called them
to take me home.

Kelantan is a long way from here.

-You're so strong.
-You're powerful.

There's no need to be shocked.

I'm a gentleman and a man of his word.

This is too much!

Fakhri.

What is the matter with you?

Your friend has crossed the line.

I warned you, but you ignored me.

I told you not to interact with him.
Yet you still get involved.

That's why he's targeting you.

He's targeting me?

Targeting me? Let me show him my target.

Where are you going now?

Are you going to have a battle?

Are you going to fight him?

This school has rules and laws.

There are only two options.

You either settle or join the election.

But you have settled it with him.
What else do you want?

So I need to join the election?

Fakhri. That's not what I meant.

Fakhri.

Damn it.

MR. YUSOF, PRINCIPAL

Come in.

UNGKU DERAMAT COLLEGE

Recently, I received
a report from someone.

I will not mention any names.

It's about ragging and fighting
that happened in the school.

As usual, I will investigate
thoroughly and fairly.

These names that I will call,

please see me in my office

after this assembly.

Abdul Kahar bin Abu Yamin.

Hakeem Rizal bin Hilmi.

Zahrin Abas bin Zabir.

Abdul Ikhsan bin Ajis.

Azam bin Anyau.

Nor Fakhri bin Firdaus Ismet.

Thank you.

What did you guys talk about?

I thought you hated him.

Don't be jealous
just because I ignored you.

It's nothing.

They suspect someone reported
about the case in our dorm.

They knew I wouldn't do it.
So it's either you or...

Hey.

Don't simply accuse me.

Hey, why are you so anxious?

Calm down. They're not suspecting you.

All right, now tell me what happened.

-I don't know what happened, sir.
-As soon as we arrived at our dorm...

Our stuff was everywhere.

Things were broken.

Ikhsan was already on the floor.

His glasses broke too.

We don't know who did it.

But I was told that you were there.

You saw the Form 5 students led by Kahar.

But I was in the dorm at that time.

-I...
-Zahrin...

-And Hakeem...
-We were all in the dorm.

If you don't believe us,

you can ask Fahmi.

You can ask Ariz.

And Naim.

They can all be our witnesses.

MR. YUSOF, PRINCIPAL

Kahar, this isn't your first time
in this office.

Like it or not,

I am not comfortable
whenever your name is associated

with cases like this.

I don't like to call your dad
to come here.

Whether you were in it or not,
I suggest you be careful.

I heard you were called too.

Kahar mentioned my name.
He wanted me to cover for him.

Oh dear, Naim.

I have no choice.

I'm sorry.

There is no one
who can confirm the report.

But what I can do for now is

I can tell the corporation
that you will be there

to pick up some things to replace
everything that was broken

and I will settle all the bills.

Other than that,

as long as we have no proof and witness,

I can't simply put the blame on people.

This school has rules.

I agree.

This school has too many rules.

-Fakhri!
-I don't want to!

Mom doesn't love me like she loves you.

Come and hit me back!

Naim, are you okay?

What are you thinking about?

I'm okay.

What's the matter?

It's just that

ever since Fakhri joined this school,

it has been messing up my mind.

Did you tell your mom that Fakhri is here?

Fakhri told me not to.

Fakhri?

What does he know?

And what do you know?

Look.

I know

the way we were raised and survived here

is similar out there.

But we still cannot deny

that 16 is way too young.

We don't have to act like adults.

There are many things
that we still need to rely on our parents.

Hey.

Call your mom.

The number you have dialed
cannot be reached.

The number you have dialed
cannot be reached.

WELCOME, UNGKU DERAMAT COLLEGE

KUDRAT EMERGENCY HOTLINE
FOR GUARDIANS

Hello.

Hello, Mom.

Mom,

I have something to tell you.

Hello. Good evening, sir.

I am looking for my son.

My name is Firdaus Ismet.

Mr. Firdaus Ismet.

Yes, I recognize the name.

Fakhri is here.

Fakhri is in KUDRAT.

Your son is Naim, right?

Naim?

Dad, why did you call the emergency line?

-I lost my phone.
-Fakhri!

-It's not that I'm hiding it from you.
-What else are you hiding from me?

Tell me now.

Why didn't you tell me
that your brother, Naim, is there too?

Naim.

Hey, Kahar.

Where's my Padek?

Right, your Padek. Hold on.

Never mind. That can wait.

Let's talk about this.

-We found out who reported it.
-So?

So tell everyone in your batch
to cut him off.

One more thing.

I'm sure you know what to do.

Then?

Do you want me to do it now?

That's not what I meant.

Give me my Padek first.

Right. Your Padek.

Let me go and get it.

Naim?

Supplier?

Mia.

Do you want it?

Of course.

I'm sorry.

What are you staring at?

I didn't know you were a...

Girl?

So girls can't buy it?

-Can't girls smoke or sell it?
-Of course you can.

No one said you can't. I'm sorry, miss.

Don't call me miss.
I just finished my SPM.

-You're a Form 4 student, right?
-Yes, I am.

Okay, miss...

Mia. Thank you.

Where are you going?

Back to the dorm.

Let's smoke one.

Why are you staring at me?

Ayam,

can I borrow your phone for a minute?

I walked the whole school,
but all the public phones were broken.

Can I borrow yours?

Never mind.

You shouldn't have reported it, Ikhsan.

Do you think it's fun
for me to ignore you?

What do you think you're doing?

Eating.

Didn't you get the memo?

I don't care.

You didn't say anything to the principal.

Now you're acting like you're on my side.

Ikhsan.

TATTLER, JIBAM, FATSO

Ikhsan.

Ikhsan.

What do you want?

I took it from the workshop.

My dad used to have
this kind of problem too.

The loan sharks.

He taught me this.

-That's enough.
-Ikhsan.

It's okay. Let me do it.

If it weren't for me,
this wouldn't happen.

No,

you have done everything right.

But this place is...

Shitty?

Right?

I'm sorry I couldn't
back you up with the report.

I promised my dad that
I would stay here until I finished SPM.

That's why I was scared to intervene.

It's not an excuse, but...

So what if you back me up?

You will suffer too.

So what are you going to do now?

I don't know. I can't report again.

Look at what happened.

Wake up!

Everyone, wake up!

Do the ostrich pose now.

Kahar, come on. We have a license.

Hey.

Jibam.

You don't have to do it.

You'll report again, right?

Let others do it.

They were the ones at fault.

Their fault is to be Jibam's roommates.

My gosh. You are stubborn.

Never mind.

Everyone, Njet-Steng now!

You're strong.

Everyone, do a plank!

Hey, what's your problem? That's enough.

Let's stay like this
for half an hour, all right?

It will take time,
but they will forget about it.

Didn't you see how the others
stared at me last night?

Just ignore them.

-Peace be upon you.
-Peace be upon you too.

Do you want to be cut off too?

If yes, I'd be glad to do it.

It's okay.

I don't need your help.

Okay.

You were asking for it.

What are you doing?

Don't disturb me.

He's not even my friend.

I don't know what his problem is.

Next week, Azam.

Why, Azam?

Are we speaking in English or Malay?

Even the ministry can't decide

between English and Malay.

Actually,

I'm not willing to cut open the mice.

We'll do it when the rat is still alive.

What if the mice have families?
Maybe their parents are waiting.

We can't just k*ll them.

Aren't they pitiful?
They have feelings too.

Animals don't have feelings, idiot.

Were there any variables

that they could have changed?

Are you sure you're going to stop trying?

Just hold on a little more.

I'm not leaving because of my misfortunes.

But I can't let others take
the consequences of my misfortunes.

I'm sure you understand.

I do.

I really do understand.

Have you called your dad?

I'll go to the office and call him
first thing tomorrow.

I don't get

why people are so scared of Kahar.

How does this shitty system
like the High Council remain this long?

There can't be no one
who was brave enough to protest.

Here.

Use my phone.

Don't use the office's phone.

Can you follow me?

Why did you bring us here?

I heard you guys talking
about the High Council system.

For us to know how the system can survive,

we need to find out
how it was invented, correct?

It was the year 1968.

KUDRAT was barely a boy,
not even five years old.

At that time,
all kinds of kids entered this place.

Most of them were from small villages.

All of them
started having different cliques.

They're trying to be
the leader of the pack.

That was the start
of huge fights in this place.

The fights only stopped
after the passing of these three,

Abdul Ghafar bin Aziz, Rafizi bin Rashid,

and Mazli bin Maznan.

Regretting what happened,
all the leaders of each pack discussed.

They wanted to stop
the fights from happening.

That's when the High Council
was established.

It's an entity that monitors students
assisted by a few leaders

and led by the highest leader
in the hierarchy.

But the very first High Council
was realistic. I like them.

They know they can't stop
this behavior forever.

They know that sooner or later,
any of these boys might rebel.

That's when they created the rules

of settlement, election,
and controlled fights.

That's how they look
for the alpha for each year.

Just give them a show.

At least they can relieve their stress.

Or as they call it, catharsis.

And that's how the High Council
can survive this long.

They believe without the High Council,
we would have k*lled each other.

Just like Abdul Ghafar bin Aziz,

Rafizi bin Rashid, and Mazli bin Maznan.

Also like the mice in Mr. Sin's lesson.

So do you believe everything?

That's a tricky question.

You know what,
just like the very first High Council,

I'm a realist.

As much as I hate
the current High Council,

I believe in the system.

The cycle will only stop
when the world ends.

Yes. Unless there's a leader
who uses his authority correctly.

He can end this
once and for all permanently.

People join the election to be powerful
and to do whatever they want.

Only the crazies would step down
when they have the power.

Am I right?

Now I feel sad looking at him.

How long should we live like this?

Two more years. Just hold out.

You said only the leader can dismiss
the High Council, right?

What should I do to join the election?

You promised me that whatever happens...

I'll always be with you.

Let's get out of here.
Let's go back to Dad's house.

Dad asked us to stay here.

You haven't changed since then.

All you do is fight.

So your mom wants you to come
to her place this school break?

Wait.

Isn't your mom...