BERHALA ISLAND
EPISODE 112: GRANDFATHER'S WISH

    We leave Podin for a moment. Now we see for a moment how the life of Isti, the first wife of Podin who lived in the village along with his three small children. Women who have to work alone to meet daily life, and also meet family needs. In addition, Isti also had to send his children. And of course, two also require a lot of costs. At least Isti as a woman, who must also be the head of the family, and must meet all the needs of her family. Even for social activities in the village.

    Yes, indeed the name lives in the village, everything must follow the order and customs that exist in the village. As well as experienced by Isti, who had to participate in the tour of mothers, the Arisan PKK, the current Dasa Wisma, even had to pay social money for a life together in his village. Not to mention if there are contributions of village activities, such as village clean, filial work, and village facilities development which of course also must be supported by citizen contributions. And usually the citizens will be withdrawn money for the development needs. And of course, Isti who is a woman and has to bear all the burdens of her family, certainly feels heavy with the dependents of her life needs.

    Lucky Isti is not like Podin. Isti unlike the time he was rich, lived in a luxurious house with Podin. Lucky Isti was expelled by her husband, so she had to want to return to life to work. But of course it is not the only time that Isti life is difficult. Even before Podin was rich and had a lot of money, they were still living poor, almost every day Isti had to owe in the stall. Debt on groceries, especially to meet the daily eating needs for his family. Yes, at that time, if Isti went to the stall, always attacked by babble by his neighbors, always in ridicule by mothers, especially by the shop owners who are always owed by Isti.

    Especially if you look at his old house, a house that is not worth inhabited by humans, a house that is like a petting cage. But because it was so poor, so Isti with his family willingly occupy the ugly club. And of course, the gubug was also the result of the consecrated work of residents in his village. And of course, the building was also due to the mercy of Mr. Lurah and the residents who saw the family of Podin at that time was really very poor and very not located. Even just eating is always less. Although Isti was still able to take cassava and sweet potato plants in the fields around his house, but he could not use it every day.

    Indeed, at that time the family of Podin with his wife with four children, really suffered greatly due to poverty. But after Podin got a lot of money, and he became rich, then immediately changed his nature and character and habits. For Podin, how much money anything is not a problem. Because He really became a rich man who earned wealth without having to work, without having to bother. Yes, Podin earned his fortune by finding a cure.

    But in fact, Isti and her children were actually expelled by Podin, because her husband was tempted by women from Jakarta, women karaoke guide, which he eventually married in series. Maya, a woman who is thick with makeup and perfume, which resulted in Podin crazy about the woman. And finally, Podin could leave his wife with his children, even expelled without being given anything.

    Indeed, for Isti, her husband's treatment was very cruel. Podin could not help but abandon his wife and children, without being given anything. Let alone a place to live, even money to move houses or for contracts is not given a penny.

    But good luck sided with Isti. lucky he met the old grandfather who was once considered a beggar in his shop. And it turns out the old man was very kind. The old man felt very sorry to see the fate of Isti along with his abandoned children. Even by the former villagers, Isti and his children were also rejected. His neighbors who were not willing to accept the arrival of Isti back to his village.

    Indeed, after Podin and his family became rich, they seemed to no longer want to know their neighbors, no longer want to hang out with their neighbors, even leaving the village without saying goodbye. It is only natural that they will not accept Isti's arrival. His former neighbors, sneered at all. Of course because Isti is considered arrogant and has forgotten his neighbors.

    Of course at that time Isti's heart was very, very crumpled. Isti suffered greatly. And of course he was confused where to stay, because it had been rejected by his neighbors. Even his house, which used to be like a goat cage, has been torn down and burned by residents.

    But then suddenly the old man, the man whom he considered a beggar, just appeared without being known by Isti or his children. At the time Isti needed help from someone, and it turned out that the old man who later helped Isti with his children, helped provide shelter, gave a house for them to ride, and then he helped, providing lodging for them to occupy. Even to open his business Isti.

    It was very strange, an old grandfather who was considered a beggar, it turned out that he was indeed very kind. Helping people who are in trouble, people who are homeless. And of course Isti with his children would like to live in the house of the grandfather, and even consider the house as his own home. A pretty good house for a building in the village. And of course Isti and his children are happy to be able to live in the old grandfather's house.

    Life is not easy in beautiful dreams. Life is a lot of twists. Life is like a wheel, sometimes on top and sometimes under. Life was full of struggles, as was the case with Isti along with his children, who at that time lived in the house of the beggar Grandfather for free.

    But social life is not a free life. Social life is not a good life. Social life together with the neighbors around the house, along with other village communities, is certainly full of the demands of the needs in building togetherness. Because living in that village, the village where Isti lived, at that time will build a road. Coincidentally the road that was built passed in the yard of the house of the Grandfather, the house occupied by Isti and his children.

    At that time, from the village government, asked Isti to give up some of his yard land to widen road construction. Surely it's been closed. All the villagers who crossed the road, had agreed, had agreed, sincerely and willingly sacrificed a little yard for the widening of the road. But for Isti, of course he could not answer, because the house he occupied, the yard he lived in was not his. It belonged to the good-natured grandfather, the beggar who helped him. Isti could not answer, had to say what, because it was not his property and not his right.

    "Sorry, Isti's Mother .... We from the village apparatus get a mandate from Mr. Lurah to convey to Isti, that part of the construction of the road widening project will be about the yard of Isti Mother. Therefore, we ask the willingness and sincerity of Isti to donate some of the yard on the roadside, for the development of village road widening. Let the road ahead be the main road in our village, which will certainly be better and will be wider." said one officer from the village who conveyed the plan of the road construction project.

    "Thank you, Mr .... We have also heard the plan from villagers. But sorry .... This yard is not my land, this is not my home .... I'm just here to occupy. I have no power here, no authority. I don't know anything, and of course I can't give the verdict, sir" Isti told the village dispatcher who came to his house.

    "But can Bu Isti convey this matter to the owner of this house? Because frankly, I never met the owner of this house. So we thought, this is a house owned by Bu Isti, this house has been given to Bu Isti, or has been purchased by Bu Isti" said the village device who spoke with Isti.

    "God, Sir .... Where do I buy this house .... I am a poor man, sir. Here I just hitchhiked, here this I just borrowed a place. Here I am only as a person who at any time can be told to leave by those who have this house." replied Isti who was certainly confused by what the village device officers said.

    "Sorry, Miss Isti ....  If you can tell, did the person who owned this house never come home? And if you'll know, who exactly owns this house?" ask the village device, which actually does not know who the owner of the house really is.

    "Sorry, Mr .... I don't know his name either .... All I know is that he is an old man, dressed in very simple clothes, who looks like a beggar. I used to have a home, have been to my house, and he was kind to my children. Even children have been bought toys. But as soon as the grandfather took me and told me to occupy this house, he immediately left. Once here, the time to send my son" said Isti who is certainly also confused when asked about the owner of the house.

    "Oh .., so .... I think the one who owns this house is still a relative with Bu Isti." said the village device that suspected that the house belonged to his brother Isti.

    "Yes, already, Miss Isti .... Then, please later if for example who has this house come here, please dpskannya to the grandfather of the owner of this yard, if we are from the village, please, ask for a bit of front land that will be used for widening the road" the village device told Isti.

    "Yes, Sir .... Later if the grandfather comes to this house, we will convey it." replied Isti who was willing to convey to the grandfather of the owner of the house occupied it.

    "Thank you, Mother Isti .... Hopefully later the owner of this house will come here, and of course I ask for help to Mother, in order to convey the problem of widening the road in our village. Because all residents have agreed, and live later in the yard in the house occupied by Bu Isti which of course, inevitably will also be hit a little for widening the road. Then please, please leave. Hopefully Isti can convey to the owner of this house and immediately approved" said the village device which then he said goodbye and left Isti's house.

    Of course Isti is confused. A woman who lives in the place of a person, who she does not know her identity, without knowing her name, and without knowing where she is now. Surely his mind became dizzy with the request of the village device. It was very unlikely that he would do to release the land belonging to people just like that. Of course Isti can not give a decision just like that, without the knowledge of the landowner, without being known by the owner. Surely Isti could no longer say anything. And he could only hope, the kind grandfather who always helped him, allowing his land to be used as a road, for the widening of the road construction, at least the land was cleared by its owner. Even so, Isti still will not be able to give an answer.

    That afternoon, the sun had not sunk. When Isti who was still confused by the request of the village device, sat on a long wooden bench, on the terrace of the house, while guarding his merchandise stall. Suddenly, there was an old man in his court, and he went straight to Isti's seat. Isti surprised. Yeah, it's the old man, the grandfather who owns the house. Out of nowhere he came from, the grandfather came to see him.

    "Why do you daydream, Isti ...?" asked the old man, who greeted Isti who sat down daydreaming.

    "Eh ..., Grandpa .... Sorry, Cake, being confused .... It just so happened that Grandpa came. I'm thinking about Grandpa, where is it?" said Isti who certainly sparkled happy to see the Grandpa owner of the house coming. Isti certainly did not expect at all. It's a miracle, a strange thing. When Isti thought about the grandfather, when Isti wanted the grandfather to come, suddenly the old man came to meet Isti.

    "What's up ...? What's the matter again?" ask the grandfather who was sitting on a long wooden chair on the porch of the house occupied by Isti.

    "Hehehe, Grandpa came ...."

    "Grandpa ..., Grandpa ..., Grandpa comes ...."

    His children Isti also met the Grandpa, and of course immediately saluted while kissing the hand of the grandfather.

    "Good children ..." said the grandfather, stroking Isti's children's heads.

    "Grandfather, there was an officer from Kelurahan coming. He said that if the road ahead will be built, it will be widened. But the village's device says that widening the road will require a little land belonging to Grandpa. How, Kek ...? I'm stumped. I can't answer, because it's not mine" said Isti who certainly immediately conveyed what the village device officer said.

    "You don't fret .... Don't worry .... Don't fidget .... The treasure of wealth is only the possession of the Almighty .... Even this life of ours, is also a gift from the Power. So if at any time our wealth and life are taken back by the Powerful, it is the authority of the Almighty. We as humans can only move. We as creatures of His creation can only accept sincerely, willingly, and with gratitude." said the grandfather who immediately gave advice to Isti. Surely this grandfather taught sincerity, taught to be able to accept the reality of life, taught whatever we have is not really ours. But it is all but the care of the Almighty.

    "So ..., Grandpa allows?" ask Isti who wants to hear the words of the grandfather to allow his land to be used for widening the road.

    "Don't land to be used for road widening .... The life that is asked for the benefit of the people alone, I will certainly give." said the grandfather who clearly allows.

    "Thank you, Cake .... In this case, I am not confused anymore" said Isti who immediately smiled with relief.

    "So people don't get greedy .... But it must be wise. For the benefit of the people, for the benefit of society, do not let us evade. Give that. Later your recovery will always flow and get louder. So people don't just think belonging. But try to give. What is the meaning of a myriad of treasures, if it has no benefit for benefit." said the grandfather added.

    "Shortly, Cake .... I made a minym first ..." said Isti who got up and headed for the kitchen.

    But when he came back out with a tray filled with a glass of warm tea, it turned out that the grandfather who had been sitting in a chair with him, was no longer there. It disappeared.

    "Grandfather ...!! Cake ...!! Grandpa ...!!" Isti shouted to Grandfather, but the old man was no longer visible.