Father : You are just joking, aren’t you?
Buto Ijo : No…No… I’m serious. If you don’t believe me it doesn’t matter.
Mother : All right…. My husband, let’s see what he can do to help us.
Buto Ijo : [Gives the seeds] Look, here are some cucumber seeds. Plant these seeds, then you’ll get a daughter.
Father : Do you mean it? It’s so easy.
Buto Ijo : Yes, I mean it. But remember, on her seventeenth birthday, I’ll come back to take the girl.
Mother : Oh, husband… please I want a child! Let’s try it!
Father : But… Oh well, I’ll take his offer.
Mother : [Bows down] Oh, thank you, husband! Thank you a lot, Buto Ijo!
Buto Ijo : Whoa…ha…ha…ha. See you again seventeen years from now, humans. And remember your promise. [Goes away]