BERHALA ISLAND
EPISODE 127: MORE SNEAKY

    That morning, Podin went to the market. He was sitting near a garbage dump at the market. Podin observed and looked for people who used to clean up the trash there. But maybe Podin too early or maybe it was bad luck, so there, the cleaner in the landfill was no longer there. Could not have come yet. Because if you see the condition of the garbage that is still scattered, it must not have been cleaned by the garbageman. Podin approached the stall there, he asked the owner of the stall near the landfill.

    "Mom, has the person who used to clean up in the landfill here already come? The guy in charge of cleaning this dumpster?" podin asked the trader at the very end of the market, who was close to the dumpster. Surely Podin thinks that the merchant knows when the time to clean the garbage will sort out the garbage and throw it into the tub, and clean the environment. At least usually while waiting for the arrival of a garbage truck that will carry the garbage and be taken to the landfill.

    "Oo ..., Akang Kadi who cleans there ...? If Akang Kadi usually cleans up in the afternoon, sir. Usually later, after the market people have finished, all clean the market. Usually pick up the garbage from the market, the new truck comes, keep the garbage cleaned, put in the truck. Then lifted by the truck that will throw into the landfill." replied the merchant mothers who were on the edge, close to the landfill.

    Podin was relieved. Surely he will be able to meet with people who take care of the cleanliness of the garbage in the market. And of course Podin can ask the problem of the crate that about a month ago was dumped by his wife in that place, to the garbage man. And of course, he was still waiting long enough, could leave the place and the sore would come to the place again to meet the cleaner in the trash.

    "Oh, yes, Ma'am .... Thank you, Ma'am .... What time is it, Mom?" ask Podin again to the saleswoman at the store.

    "At least around four o'clock, or maybe sometimes depleted ashar. Yeah, between three and four. Usually he cleans here, and gets picked up by the truck." replied the merchant.

    "Thank you, ma'am" said Podin, who can certainly estimate the time, later he will meet the person he was looking for, the garbage man in the market.

    "What's wrong, sir? Looking for someone who cleans up rubbish? Do you want something, huh? Gonna give you a parcel, huh?" ask the merchant, who certainly guessed at Podin who was looking for the garbage man. Indeed, there are usually many good people, many people who like charity, many people who like to give, looking for the garbage man to convey something. Yes, some kind of parcel or some kind of gift, or anything that is usually given to officers who are willing to work in places that are avoided by others. Even if it is Friday, their sustenance flows abundantly. He said the people were Friday blessed. Many give food packages, even envelopes of money.

    "It's okay, Mother .... Yes, it's just a ..." so replied Podin which of course he kept secret what would be conveyed to the garbage man.

    Podin immediately said goodbye to leave the place. And of course, later in the afternoon he will come back looking for the garbage collector, the cleaner in the market, and at least, hear the words of the merchant, he said, surely Podin will give something to the janitor. Podin who needs news, will give you a pack of cigarettes and will definitely be added with food and envelopes.

    Because that morning he could not meet the person he was looking for, and was still waiting for a long time, then Podin set foot back home to rest first at his home. Yeah, the house he used to live in with Rina. And now, the house will be sold by Rina. For Podin, hearing news from Bang Jarwo that the house will be sold, it is okay. The origin of the box was found. No problem with the house to be sold to others by his wife, no problem with the money from the sale that will be taken by Rina, no problem with the loss experienced. Indeed, Podin had already given the house to his wife. That's the risk of the man who's given the house to Siri's wife. And everything is above called Rina. It was good luck for Rina. But for Podin, money is small, it's easy to find. The two chests can come back to him. And of course, later every night, the crates will make more money than the selling price of the house. Actually, I want it to feel like Podin is following Rina to her village. But would Rina still want to accept it? Ah, what's important to Podin, right now is to look for the crate first.

    "Mang ..., sorry, Mang .... Want to ask .... Did Amang ever see two crates thrown in the trash?" podin asked the man who was cleaning up garbage in a garbage dump near the market.

    "What pig?" said the man, who asked Podin.

    "The tape looks antique, rather unique .... Yeah, like the crate where the kids put the toys .... Dumped into this dumpster about a month ago, Mang ..." Podin told the man who was cleaning up the trash at a dump near the Market.

    "What kind of peti is it, sir?" ask the garbage man who stopped his job. Then looked at Podin while asking the coffin in question. He scrunched his forehead, looking while remembering.

    "Peti this size .... The color is red, continues on the edges there is a golden yellow line. Like the coffin, Mang ..., which is kayaking in children's film fairy tales" says Podin trying to explain how the shape and size of the crate he means.

    "I don't know, sir" said the garbage man, who turned his back and went back to cleaning up the garbage in the place, to put it in the trash, which will be transported by truck.

    "I have a cigarette for Amang" said Podin who certainly sounded a bit loud to the garbage man, saying that he would give a cigarette to him.

    Of course, the garbage man stopped his job again, turned around and approached Podin. He immediately shook his hand to receive the cigarette that would be given by Podin. And of course, Podin also gave a pack of cigarettes, plus an envelope containing money. Podin knows exactly how metropolitan people are. In that harsh city, no information was free at all. There are not even correct answers if there is no return. Although this is still in the Karawang area, but Karawang suburb of Jakarta, which of course the community has been contaminated by lifestyles and personalities such as metropolitan communities, who all count things with money. Who all count everything with a service.

    Podin was not surprised in that way. Surely Podin was right to give cigarettes along with envelopes containing money to the garbage cleaner, who was cleaning the market garbage pile.

    "Oh ..., the crate is red ...? The shape of the lid is a bit curved, huh?" ask the garbage man, who of course once he got cigarettes and money, he immediately communicated again with Podin. That's what's called information pricing. Every piece of information has a price. Each price will get information.

    "Rubber, Mang .... Yes, indeed the chest was red, kept in the corners, and the edges were lines of golden yellow decoration. It's a kind of golden-yellow layer of metal" Podin told the garbage man.

    And Podin certainly knew what the garbage man meant, when he had given me a cigarette and an envelope. Yes, surely that person knew exactly what the chest was meant by him.

    "What's the matter looking for that crate, sir?" ask the man to investigate Podin. Must be curious about the box.

    "Yes .... In the past, I wanted to buy the box from the one who had it. But because I was too long unable to come and make sure to buy, it turns out that even in the same dump that had. Well, crates like that where anyone would .... For a child, a moment must be boring. It's worth it to be thrown away" said Podin, pretending to explain.

    "Oh, yes .... Yes, Mr .... I've seen .... But now where, huh ...? I don't know, Mr .... Does such a box sell, sir?" ask the garbage man who would be curious about what was said by Podin, who said that the chest would be purchased.

    "Yes .., for ordinary people the box is worth nothing. But, for people who are happy with antiques, unique items, items that have such artistic value, yes will definitely be purchased .... At least for the decoration of the house" said Podin who certainly began to worry that until the garbage man commercialized the information again. So Podin just said, just the value of art to be displayed in his home.

    "Oi .... How much did the box want to buy, sir?" ask the trashman.

    "Neel .... That kayak box where's the price? Yes, at that time I only bid a hundred thousand. But he said, two crates if a hundred thousand is too cheap. Mending was thrown away he said. Then I keep going. And I even had an accident. It's my body still bruised and charred .... Well, yesterday ..., as I passed his house, I went again .... I'll take the crate .... Apparently he said it was thrown out. Dear, a hundred thousand money will I pay, even the goods are thrown away .... That's why I'm looking for this here. I found Amang who works here. Therefore, I asked Amang, if for example Amang knew about the chest. Well, who knows .., later I will buy, Mang .... If Amang knows, I give him a wage. If Amang can find the chest, I will give you percent" said Podin who certainly explained how he would actually buy the crate.

    "If the chest is purchased only at a cheap price, it is true that the person who had it used to say, mending discarded. The kayak coffin period is only paid one hundred thousand. That's his name doesn't appreciate the artwork, sir .... What is the value of art if it is only valued at a hundred thousand. The crate is the same as the painting, sir .... Lah, that's selling paintings in front of the market only, one can sell a million .... At least the coffin has greater artistic value, sir .... It should have been a bigger price too" the garbage man told Podin, who would have tried to raise the price of the box.

    "That's it, Mang .... If Amang knows where the box is, please tell me .... I will give you a wage. If I could buy the crate, yes ..., at least for the decoration in my house, Amang dapet percent" said Podin to the garbage man.

    "Rpa .... This is for example .... If the chest, I can find it, I can find it, and I can bring it here for you, how much do you want to pay?" ask the garbage man, who has started doing business with an effort to find a chest for Podin.

    "Keep ..., what's the money?" ask the man to Podin who would like to make sure the money will be paid to get the chest back.

    "Rubber, Mang .... I would pay that much, of course, if the crate was there" Putin told the man, who was interested in finding the chest that Podin wanted.

    "Pak .., here it is .... I'll find the box for Dad. I want to get paid 1 million. How's it?" said the cleaner.

    "I mean Amang, I spent a million, and Amang will find the crate? Does that include the price? Too expensive?" ask Podin.

    "That's if you want ..." said the man, who began turning back again, as if selling expensive.

    "I have to pay a million?" ask Podin to the man.

    "Rubber, Sir .... If indeed you want to pay for the chest one million, it has been plus with my cost to find it. I'll bring the box to you. Tomorrow morning, you come to this place. I brought the crate" said the garbage man to Podin, assuring him that he would bring it if he paid one million.

    Podin just shut up. Of course he pretended it was hard to pay a million. When in fact, in his heart he felt happy, because he would get his coffin back.

    "Good, Mang .... I love a million, tomorrow morning I will come here. If Amang could bring me the crate, I would pay a million" Podin told the man who was willing to find it.

    "Okay, Sir .... Wait until tomorrow morning, we meet here." replied the garbage man to Podin. And of course the garbage man was excited, because the chest he actually brought home and then he used it for his son's toy place, will now be paid one million. He's very clever pretending he doesn't know about the box. He even wanted to find it first. Though he himself brought it home, when he found the box that looked good it was thrown in the trash. This is high-level trade politics.

    And right, that morning, around seven o'clock, when the market started to get crowded, Podin was already on the edge of the landfill. And of course, many people pass by while throwing garbage packets in plastic bags, which are thrown away just like that in the direction of the trash can. Surely that rubbish is a lot of disappointment. That's what adds to the difficulty of the janitor to pick up the garbage that is scattered.

    And true. Not long after, Podin saw the figure of the man he met yesterday, riding a butut motorcycle. But it looks relaxing and nice to ride. Yes, it was the garbage man who was near the market.

    "Have you waited a long time, sir?" ask the man who stopped the bike, right in front of Podin standing up.

    "Yes, good .... Hows it? Where's the casket?" ask Podin to the man.

    "This, Mr .... What money, sir?" the man showed the crate in the bonnet of his motorbike, and immediately asked Podin for money.

    "Cock just one? Is there two coffins?" Podin was a bit disappointed, because the man was only carrying one crate. The number of boxes should be two.

    "Sorry, Mr .... This is what I am willing to pay. The other asked for a high price .... I don't have any money, sir. And for this one, I have also paid a lot of money to pay for it, sir" the man told Podin, now he pretended he had to pay a lot to carry the box.

    "What is this, anyway? Kan promised yesterday to bring two crates for one million money" said Podin money would be upset.

     "This one gets paid first, sir .... This chest I give to the Father, I change for money as Father promised. He said he'd give me a million if he could bring me this crate" said the man, who had been standing by his motorbike holding the crate to hand over to Podin.

    "Waduh ..., how is this person .... Two crates, one even left. And I have to pay a million. This is not in accordance with the agreement, Mang .." said Podin who was certainly disappointed with what was brought by the man.

    "Well, Father how ...?! This I've been having a hard time looking for, sir .... And who has indeed asked for a high price .... Cook me out of money, you don't want to replace. How is this Father?" said the man whose way of trading exceeds the maklar and scalper.

    "Come, Mang .... There should be two coffins. If it's just one, I'll pay half the price. How's it?" podin said, refuting what the man had asked.

    "Waduh ...?! What is this father ...?! This is not a consistent name dong, sir .... Already, just like this. I'll find another one, but you will pay the asking price you have, and I get one million. Hows it? And I need this box to be paid one million first, I'll find another one later, and also get paid one million more. Hows it? What do you want not? If you don't want to, I'm going to give this crate back to the one who has it." said the garbage man to Podin, of course he was very hard in delivering it, he said, in the hope that Podin will pay for it.

    "Well ..., Mang .... What the hell, Amang this? I made a promise to get those two boxes yesterday. If now I have to pay for every one million chests, then I have to spend two million. It was not a little money to buy this kind of crate, Mang." said Podin who of course also insisted, because he felt muddled by the garbage man.

    "Yes, sir .... If indeed you do not want, if indeed you still do not want to pay two million, and do not want to pay this chest with money one million. Thank you, Mr .... I'm going home. I will return this crate to the one who has it." said the man, who then returned to his dirtiest filter, pretending to be going home to return the crate to the one who had it.

    "C.e .., Mang .... Don't go yet .... We're talking okay .." Podin told the man. Of course I'm worried if I don't get that crate.

    "Speak how else, Mr ...? If indeed you do not want, yes already, I want to go home to return this crate .... If indeed you want, yes .., just paid him a million. It's obvious, isn't it sir?" said the man who of course he is an expert in business, an expert becomes a difficult seller to bargain.

    "Yes, that's ..., Mang .... Here, bring the crate. Now the other chest please take, I wait right now. Take the crate, and I'll pay you another million, if it gets here" Podin told the man.

    "Well, that's ..., sir .... It's just called business" said the garbage man. And of course, the man went straight back to his house, carrying the crate that was still used by his son's toys. But because the child had been bought a snack, the man easily took the crate and brought it to hand over to Podin. Not bad, from the crate he sailed from the trash, sold two million.

    Eventually, Podin got the crate. Despite being told to pay two million, he still smiled gleefully. Because the crate, it will definitely make billions.