BERHALA ISLAND
EPISODE 99: MEETING PEOPLE

    Podin is outrageous. He could leave the helpless little boy lying by the sea, as if stranded on the sand, and occasionally hit by waves that reached the body of the poor little boy. Surely Podin was irritated, because his attempt to get the treasure from the palace of Pulau Pahala failed. The plan was to present the child as an offering, in order to obtain the wealth flowing from the blood of the boy who cut his neck. But everything failed. Yeah, because the boy's broken. The boy who was immoral. The boy who was said to be no longer holy. The boy who was dirty with liquor and drugs, also freedom in associating with the opposite sex.

    Podin felt very disappointed because of his failure. Podin felt very annoyed with the boy. Of course Because of his annoyance that , then when he wanted to go home and see the boy who was struck on the beach, Podin did not want to take care of the boy anymore. Podin just left, and immediately turned on his car engine and left regardless of the child he brought from Jakarta again.

    Who said that fate would come inviting, as experienced by the poor boy. The child with the word as the word is already full of sin, will certainly suffer bad luck, surely when left by Podin he will die in that place. At least it will be rolled up by the waves of the ocean and taken to the middle of the ocean, or eaten by wild animals.

    However, it turns out that luck still sided with the boy left behind by the Podin. The boy was still on the beach. At that time, after the break of dawn, when the sunlight began to shine on the earth, spread its warmth to every person who longed for the love of the sun. Along with the arrival of morning dew, suddenly there was a middle-aged man who came to the place, the seashore bulkhead that often visited by Podin. The man will look for grass for his cattle. But when he was around the bush, he saw a small body that was rolled up on the beach. Yes, the man who was going to look for the grass also undoes his intention to mow the grass in front of him. Then he approached the body of the little boy who was lying on the beach. Then the man tried to observe the boy who rolled. His hand also tried to topple the apes boy, and it turned out that the boy was indeed helpless at all.

    "Astaghfirullah .... Astaghfirullahaladzim ..." said the man who said the word istigfar, asking for forgiveness of sins and asking for his deeds to be done.

    When the middle-aged man checked on the boy, he saw that the boy was still breathing. He thought the boy had fallen asleep on the beach. But he was sure, it was impossible for this child to sleep on the beach. This must be the boy who was experiencing the fate of apes. The boy who was playing on the beach and was dragged by the waves, was carried into the middle of the ocean. The boy was returned to the beach again. But this kid is very lucky. The boy was convinced that the boy was still breathing.

    Then the middle-aged man also undoes his intention to mengabit grass, not so looking for animal feed. He picked up the rolled-up boy, carried him in a bin and carried him to a safe place, far from the sweep of the ocean waves. The boy was placed a little far from the edge of the beach, laid with a grass pedestal to be soft, which on the top was given a banana leaf base. Then he tried to wake the little boy.

    Not only that. The man who had helped the unlucky boy, tried to tilt the boy's body. Who knew the boy had already drunk or had seawater infused in his stomach. And it turned out to be true. When the boy was shredded, from his mouth immediately spewed out quite a lot of water. Yes, the boy had already drunk enough sea water. The man thought that he must have drowned in the sea, and then the Almighty gave strength and saved the unlucky boy.

    Then, the grass-seeking man again lifted the boy's body, rubbing it. And the water came out again. This time it was not just water coming out of his mouth. But also food from his stomach. Yeah, this kid's already spewing out his entire stomach. And then, the boy choked.

    "August ...."

     Yeah, the boy started to feel pain. The boy was conscious. The boy began to open his eyes. But it looks confused.

    "To ...long ..., i. ..." the boy started to get the words out, moaning for help.

    "Yes .... Relax, Son .... You have me help .... Now, you will I help to me carry .... Just relax .... While you will I bring to the house of the people, so that you can be cared for by the people of the village" said the middle-aged man, who then raised the body of the little boy. The little boy had been leaned in, then the man walked while carrying the helpless boy, who would be taken to the houses of the people in his village.

    "Permiooos ..." said the man when he reached the house of the residents closest to the beach.

    "Eh .., Abah Jalal .... What is this, Bah ...? Whose son is this, Bah?" asked the woman who opened the door of her house, and knew that she was Abah Jalal, her neighbor. But of course the woman was shocked, because the man called Abah Jalal came with a child.

    "Yes, this .... Want to ask for help .... Here, I found the boy lying on the beach. Possibly dragged by the waves. But I don't know exactly, what is important is that we help this child first, so that this child can be safe, so that this child can be fully aware" said the man called Abah Jalal.

    "Yes, Bah .... Keep this how? What do we want with this kid?" said the middle-aged woman who had helped put the child, and asked Abah Jalal to put the child who suffered bad luck, on a bench made of bamboo and cover the mat woven pandan leaves.

    "I'll take care of this kid first. Let him be comfortable on this bench first. Please make warm tea water, sugar. Let this child fill his empty stomach. Because this kid had been vomiting a lot, and I'm sure his stomach was empty. This child has brought out a lot of sea water .... He must have been drinking a lot of sea water. It means he's drowned in the sea. Lucky still alive and can vomit out the stomach contents of everything. Yes, please immediately make warm water to fill the stomach of this child" said Abah Jalal who asked for help from the woman who owned the house.

    "Yes, Bah .." answered the woman, and she went into her kitchen. Of course to make and drink warm tea that is given sugar as energy. And a little later, the woman came back out, carrying a glass of warm tea.

    "This is the drink, Bah .." said the woman, giving the tea drink in a glass.

    "Yes .... Thank you ..." said Abah Jalal who immediately received the glass containing the woman's tea. Then it was given to the little boy who was still very weak and helpless.

    With the help of Abah Jalal, the boy began to gulp warm tea water in his glass. At first I could only drink a little. But after several drinks, he began to have energy. After he was conscious and strong, the child immediately drank the tea water served.

    "This .... This .... This kid must be hungry .... Surely this child has run out of energy" said Abah Jalal who witnessed the drinking of the child. A glass of warm tea was immediately gulped.

    "Do I need to find porridge, Bah?" the woman asked the man who was still massaging the boy's feet and hands.

    Yes, it is because when this child came out of the Island of Berhala, he was dragged by a boat, and of course the child was in the waters. It must be that his clothes and pants are all soaked. Even he was also lying on the sand of the beach, which certainly many times this boy was hit by the sea waves, and also buffeted by the sea water. His body must have suffered all the pain. The woman then changed the wet clothes, replaced with the clothes of her youngest child.

    "Already, Bah .... This I have given my amak clothes ..." said the woman who had crucified the unlucky boy.

    "Well, now ..., do you have eucalyptus oil? Or if you do not have eucalyptus oil, yes balm or rub oil. Rubbing on the boy's back, the same stomach .... Let this kid get the wind out. This boy must have caught a cold, because he's been cold all night. At least surely this kid slept all night on the wet sand of the beach, and of course it caused a cold." said Abah Jalal who asked the owner of the house to give rub oil sorted on the back and stomach of the boy whose fate is poor.

    "Already, Bah .... Now I want to find porridge for this child, mumpung is still morning, mumpung has not run out" said the woman who went straight out of the house while carrying a plate to buy porridge. And of course, his young son followed his mother.

    And a little later, the woman's house was crowded by the neighbors who came, who wanted to see the child who was said to be lying on the beach, which was found by Abah Jalal. Old, young, male, female, even children, instantly swarmed the unlucky boy. And they, of course, want to know what the child is like, who the child is, where the child is from, where the house is.

    Yes, the people of the village certainly want to know also the origin of the child, at least later they can report the fate of the child to his family relatives or parents. And of course, they also want to know how the story is so that the child can be sprawled on the beach that the person never visited.

    After the child was fully conscious, after finishing the porridge of one plate, the child was already powered up, the child was already able to move, the child was already able to talk, he said, so the men who were surrounding began to question the boy. The atmosphere has become very crowded.

    "Quiet .... Relax .... Don't take questions like that .... Later this child even became confused ..." said Abah Jalal calm the neighbors are stormy.

    "Yes, Bah ..." replied the people.

    "Right .... What is your name ...? Where is your home ...?" abah Jalal asked the child he had just helped.

    "I ..., Momon .... My house in Jakarta ..." replied the boy.

    "Huh ...?! From Jakarta ...?! Very far ...?!" people began to fall asleep when they heard the boy's confession, heard the name he called, and heard his origin from Jakarta. Surprisingly, there was a child from Jakarta stranded on the beach of his village.

    "You can ...?! Until you got stranded on the beach here ...?" abah Jalal asked.

    "I was thrown, fell in the sea .." replied the boy.

    "Huh ...?! Throw people ...?!" the people became wide-eyed, astonished at the treatment of the person who threw the boy.

    "It's very nice of the guy who threw it ...."

    "Exposure ...."

    "Well ..., really, deh ...."

    "Yes, already, Momon .... While recovering your health, for a while you stayed at Grandpa's house .." Abah Jalal told the little boy.

    "Yes, Grandpa ..." said the boy who had begun to calm down.

    "Tomorrow if you are healthy, strong, recovered .., we will take you to Jakarta" said Abah Jalal again, who offered to help the boy recover his health.

    "Thank you, Miss .." replied the child who was just a street beggar.