Dialog Malin Kundang 4 Orang »

Enough! My mother would be refined, not some village beggar. Tembaga, throw her some coins. Let that shut her up.

(tears falling) I gave birth to you in a storm, Malin. I carried you on my back to find food. I starved so you could eat. Is this how you repay me? dialog malin kundang 4 orang

(hesitating) Captain… her face. The scar on her hand from the fishing hook. I remember you told me about it when we were drunk one night. She is your— Enough

Silence! Do you want to lose your job? I said I don’t know her. Enough! My mother would be refined

(shrieking) I don’t want to die! It’s his fault, not mine!