BERHALA ISLAND
Episode 2: GOOD GRANDPA

    Limp body of Podin. Home from work as a building porter, he walks gontai. It's not like coming home. Will be intercepted by his wife at the door, then the wife will ask for money. He said there were many needs to be paid immediately. His big son, who is a fourth grade school Elementary school has been constantly asking for picnic costs. Then his wife will also say that the rice that will be cooked is finished. If you don't buy, the kids and he won't eat because there's no rice. If told to owe again to the stall, it will certainly be scolded by the shop owner. Because his debt was not paid yesterday.

    Podin turned his brain, thinking of how to make money to meet the needs of his family. Will he be a beggar? Beggars are easy. Stay sitting on the side of the road while holding his hand, then later the people who pass by will give him a dime. Thank goodness if there is a benevolent benefactor, will usually give an excess amount. Tasty, not tired, not tired, not sweating, money comes by itself. But where would he put his face, if his neighbors knew? Surely they will make fun of him, so Podin beggars. Of course his children and wife will also be embarrassed and ridiculed by his friends. Especially his son who has gone to school, surely later friends in his school will bully, "Children beggar .., aanak beggar ..." so his friends said. So when his son comes home, will cry and report to his mother, if at school has been ridiculed by his friends, if he is a child beggar.

    Or the second alternative, be a pickpocket. Get off the bus, jostle with overcrowded bus passengers, then take the wallets of the passengers. The result must be bigger. In an instant, it will earn a lot of money. No one's neighbors know. Nor will his children be bullied by his friends. But if sempai gets caught, how? If for example, it was immediately busted by time, his body would be battered. Yes, if just battered, if to death how? His secret will also be revealed. Even his family would be more embarrassed. Not only is it embarrassing, but it's also more troublesome.

    Or be a thief, taking things that belong to the rich? Later the stolen proceeds were sold to a carpenter. But it's the same. If it gets caught, it will also be beaten by residents. And if it gets put in jail, of course again his family is getting bothered. Not only would it defame, but it would also trouble his son and wife. Who will work if he goes to jail? Poor kids. Not to mention that he was out of prison, his name was tainted and given a stamp, "former inmates".

    "Uuhhh .... Life is hard .... Haaaahhhh ....!!!" Podin shouted loudly. Want to take off his fatigue.

    "What's up, Den Mas ...? How to scream so loud ..." suddenly there is an old man who deserves to be called as grandfather, walking limped by using a stick in his right hand. This guy is dressed like a pussy. His clothes were shabby and shabby, even looking like a tattle. His head was wearing a caping puddle from woven pandan leaves, such as his former tourist who had been damaged and discarded, then taken by the grandfather to be worn on his head. On his left shoulder was wrapped in a bundle of cloth, whatever its contents, like carrying a package of provisions and clothes that were tied to the shoulders.

    Podin was shocked to be reprimanded by the ragged grandfather. Not knowing where he came from, suddenly the grandfather was already nearby. Maybe because of his chaotic mind, then the Podin was not paying attention to the surrounding.

    "Sorry, Kek .... My heart is upset ..." answered Podin who felt guilty already screaming, disturbing others. Though according to him earlier, the road back to his house was deserted no one. That is why he took out his annoyance by shouting loudly.

    "What's the matter with you, how come his heart is upset ...?" ask the grandfather again.

    "Anu ..., Kek .. regretted the fate ..." replied Podin who was certainly ashamed to reveal it, saying, because looking at the old man next to him looks worse than his fate when compared to him. At most the old geezer was just a beggar.

    "What fate ...?" ask the grandfather again.

    Actually, Podin was not up to the heart to say it. Afraid of offending the old man who looked poorer than he was. It's not good to say that he's poor. Even so far his friends if approached have immediately left him, for fear of being blinded. But Podin still wants to say, at least can vent. To release the fatigue in his mind.

    "The fate of our poor lives continues, Kek .." replied the Podin, who would also like to know the reaction of the grandfather if he said poor. Worried about offending the old brother who seemed to suffer more than him.

    "You said you were poor? Take a look at my clothes .... Worse than you're wearing, right?" said the grandfather.

    "Rubber, Kek .... But our debt is already very much .... My son and wife are waiting at home hoping I come home with money .... They haven't eaten all day, because nothing has been cooked." replied Podin who certainly with a face that was parched, given the state of the child and his wife at home.

    "You're a slacker .... Not diligent .... Hence poor ..." said the grandfather hit the grounds of Podin.

    In his mind, Podin must also say that grandfather was also a slacker. The proof is that he is poor. But of course, Podin did not dare to say that.

    "I've been working a bone slam, Kek .... I am just a building. Despite the hard work, my pay is just a little .... So we still have a lot of debt for the needs of family life." replied Podin explained his work.

    "Life is full of debt .... Until your whole life if you are always in debt, yes, you will never get pleasure .... You will not be a rich man .." said the grandfather who had clenched Podin.

    In the mind of Podin, how did the grandfather say that? But he himself is not a rich man. Poor fellows tell about diligence, living without debt, telling about being rich. It was as if the old man was just spouting words of camouflage. Or maybe also convey the outpouring of his frustration as long as he lives poor. His job was also begging. So I can talk to others. Too. If the talk like that rich man, maybe Podin immediately believe. But what do the words of the poor mean to him? It's called "sook". But Podin still let the old man speak as he pleased.

    "Grand .., don't lecture me like that .... If Grandpa pityes me, don't just words of advice .... Today I don't need advice, but it takes money .... I need to support my family .... I need money to buy rice, to shop for groceries, so my wife can cook. So that my child does not starve .." said Podin who was tired of hearing the advice of the grandfather. Poor fellow kok advised, that's what in the mind of Podin.

    "Ooo .... So you need money .... How many?" ask the grandfather who would have surprised Podin.

    Surely Podin was confused. Cook the old man with ragged clothes like that to question the needs of Podin. Between wanting to answer, and wanting to leave the grandfather, because the sun has come down to the horizon.

    But the grandfather lowered his bundle of cloth hanging on his left shoulder. Then open the bundle. He took a fold of cloth, then opened it. It turned out that in the folds of cloth stored in the bundle, there was a considerable amount of money. The old grandfather took enough. Without counting. It was handed over to Podin.

    "This .... Just accept. Consider this a gift from me. Wear it for shopping, so your child can eat" said the grandfather while giving money to Podin.

    Podin. It turned out that the old man who he considered poor had a lot of money. Even now, Podin has been given the money, without counting. And the number for Podin is certainly very large. Never had he seen the hundreds of thousands of bills. At least it's a million more. In his life, only this time his hand held that much money. The pay for his work alone is not half. That's all still cut cash bonds by Mr. Mandor. Hence, Podin's trembling hands received the money.

    "This is real, Kek ...?! This money was given to me ...?!" Podin who is confused and hesitant, certainly wants certainty.

    "Yes, right .... Just wear it to meet your life needs. If it's less, you can meet me and ask again. I will add." said the grandfather who had returned to put a bundle of cloth on his shoulder.

    "That's right, Kek ...?!" asked Podin who was immediately frenetic to hear the offer. Surely later if there is a shortage, Podin will be happy to see the grandfather. Just saying you need money, given it right away. So yummy. No trouble working, no need to be tired, no need to sweat, there is a good grandfather ready to give money. Surely all his debts and his wife's debts in the stalls will be repaid all.

    "Certain ..., where should I meet Grandpa? Where is Grandpa's place?" ask Podin who is certainly very happy, and will always come to the grandfather's house to ask for money if there is a need.

    "You just walk this path .... Just keep going south. Later on the beach there is a small cave alone. You can ask the fishermen. The fisherman with the little boat in the hut will take you to see me" said the grandfather, who had been walking fast.

    It must have been very strange, his hand alone held the walking stick, but the old man could walk faster than an ordinary person. Like half a run. The old man was lost from the eyes of Podin. Understandably, it is getting dark.

    With excitement, and of course his heart was very happy, Podin went home. In his hand he held the money. His wife would definitely welcome him with a happy smile. Can pay debts to neighbors, in stalls, and can shop to meet the needs of his family's life. Podin stepped towards his house.

    "Your ...!! Open the door ...!" shouted Podin from outside the house, which was dark and quite far from the neighbors.

    "Yes .... A moment ..." his wife's voice rushes to open the door from the board.

    "Mr. comes home ...!" the words of his children were also heard in the ears of Podin. Her heart, hearing the voice of her children. Signs they are all healthy.

    "Need until night, sir ...?!" greet his wife when she opens the door.

    "Yes .... I have to make money ..." said Podin rather relaxed. Of course because he has brought a lot of money.

    "Where is the money ...? Got what not ...?" ask his wife who asked directly. Podin's wife was not actually a female double eye, but because of the needs of the family that demanded she always asked for money to her husband.

    "This .... Hopefully enough ..." said Podin handed the money to his wife.

    "Oh my goodness ..., so much, sir ...?!" said his wife who certainly immediately smiled excitedly received a lot of money.

    "Yes .... The debts in the stall immediately you pay off .... Keep the money to pay for his son's picnic, please immediately be given, so that his son is not billed continuously by his teacher ..." said Podin who told his wife to arrange the money.

    "Yes, Sir .... I will count .... I split first .." said his wife who immediately sorted out the money. Of course divided to pay off his debts in neighboring stalls. And also to pay for his son's picnic at school.

    Podin sits on a chair made of scrap wood. There is on the edge of the cot that is used to sleep together the whole family. Crafted from a large enough wood, the top of which is given a used mattress, has a person who is unused and discarded, taken by Podin, then the part that is covered. He uses it to sleep his children. There are some used mattresses that are originally placed on the cot, so that the child can sleep soundly. Of course the part of a small child, the smell is pesing because it is often exposed to the baby's toothpick.

    Holding a glass filled with clear water, he observed three of his children who were already on the bed. Of course with a look that looks sad, watching his children who languish. While his eldest son, still sitting in a small chair with a short table which was also made by Podin from the boards of the rest of the building. The boy was still learning under the dim light of the only one hanging in the middle of the house. Can not much, later spend strum. Understandably, the electricity is still flowing from its neighbors. Podin Nelangsa watched his son learn it. Pity to study in a place that is not bright.

    "Sir .., Ma'am Guru asked the fare of his tour ..." suddenly the greatest son said to his father.

    "Yes .... It was brought by Mother. Tomorrow it will be paid, yes .." replied Podin who was sorry for the fate of his son.

    "Yes, Sir .... Thank you ..." replied his son, who would be happy to join a picnic with his friends.

    "So you got firewood?" asked father.

    "Yes, Sir .... Got a lot .... Just returned home from school to be loved by people, ask to pick up used wood that is not used." replied his son who would always help his family. The greatest child should be an example of his younger siblings.

    "Help your sister?" ask his father again.

    "Yes .... Even Ibuk also ..." said his son.

    "Yes already .... There, when it's finished learning, continue to sleep" said Podin who told his son to go to sleep immediately.

    "Pak .., the money fits .... Just to pay the debt is the same as paying for the picnic Eko .... It's leftovers, just for tomorrow's shopping .." Isti told her husband.

    "Yes ..., grateful .... The important thing is to eat ..." said Podin to his wife.

    "But the day after tomorrow, we will also need more money, to shop ..." said his wife who would always ask for money on Podin.

    "May we have more sustenance tomorrow .... I will find ..." said Podin, who of course immediately remembered the good grandfather who had given him money.