100 Days of Being a Widow
Future Mother to Aisyah (Foreign Hero) Part 1
Name's Sarah. He was 19 years old when he had to fight to be an illegal TKI in the country of Neiran Malaysia. He left his native land and only daughter, Syifa, who was only one year old at the time.
In the boat of the fish that transports it, it repeatedly has to pump ************, because of the milk that continues to flow rapidly. The child's longing continues to be felt, while the child is often sickly.
"You're the only one who's gone to Malaysia. Women are needed more. Let's get money fast. Poor son, can be malnourished later if you don't have money, let me take care of your son!"
Still ranted by him, the words of the husband who forced him to work as a migrant worker. Betting fate, chasing luck only for the sake of a better life. Sarah was reluctant to obey her husband. She said she always wanted to be with her husband and children. She hoped that her husband would participate, because from birth to marriage, it was the first time for Sarah to travel thousands of kilometers from her home.
"Why don't you just work, let me take care of our son!"
Said Sarah in a loud tone, because she felt that she had always been made the backbone by her husband.
Sarah was forced to work as a laundry worker, then a housemaid in a housing complex.
Sarah, who is only a First High School graduate, cannot rely on her visa to get a decent job. While the husband, only worked odd jobs, which sometimes more idle at home, or hanging out with his friends.
While Sarah, since getting married at the age of 16 and giving birth to a baby at the age of 18, was forced to work anything, just to meet the needs of the kitchen and her child.
There was nothing Sarah could do but accept her fate, exhausting quarrels only resulted in prolonged pain. Getting married at a young age has become her own choice. He does not want to be a burden on parents with the cost of education. However, in reality, he bore a new burden, from the family he was trying to build.
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It takes three days to get to the destination country from Batam island. Not without reason, they do not have official documents to enter other countries, so they have to transit several times on the island to avoid the water police on duty. They can walk at night. The ship they were riding was also a fishing boat, so the illegal passengers, forced to be covered with tarps. Stuffy, hot and low in oxygen.
Arriving in Malaysia. Sarah and 20 women who had the same fate as her were housed in a warehouse. It does not feel worthy to be called a house, because they do not have facilities like a house. There are 50 women who became other illegal TKI. Betting live, waiting to be picked up by an employer who needs it.
Sarah slept on a small mat and lined up. Often heard quarrels from some people just trivial things, such as snatch of latrine and also scramble for food rations. Understandably 70 people are used in a room of 10 x 10 meters with a number of latrines only 3. They have a schedule to alternate cooking and cleaning the place. Not infrequently they hold hunger, because of the lack of food supply.
Two months since being in an illegal PJTKI shelter, Saran finally got an employer. She will work as a domestic helper in a family with an Indian family.
The first days of work, Sarah made a lot of mistakes. If so, Sarah will receive scolding and tantrums from her employer.
A month he went without any holidays. He had to accept the pain. The hope was that he got the master of the Malay clump, but in fact, he got an employer who came from the Indian clump and was rude.
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One day, Sarah gets a job to clean the front yard. He uses it to get to know the surrounding environment, and find a way out to escape.
The first hour, he was still noticed by the employer. Sarah keeps carving out time so she can stay out of the house longer. He then asked his employer to find a tool so that he could clean the trench in front of the house.
The aroma of the trench that gives off an unpleasant smell, making the master move to leave Sarah alone outside. Sarah who has since noticed around, managed to see two artisans who were renovating the house using Javanese language that Sarah understood.
Sarah called the two men and gave them the codes. Apparently they are still a group, namely East Java. The two men are brothers who come from Madiun East Java.
Sarah asked the two to help her get out of her house. Sarah was not strong with all the treatment she was given.
Sarah was honest that she did not use a passport or permit to enter Malaysia and work.
The two men finally agreed to help Sarah out of the house. They told Sarah to prepare. The day after, they'll pick up Sarah on a motorcycle without a license plate and set up a disguise. They will also prepare Sarah a temporary residence.
The crowd will help each other!
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Just on the promised day, Sarah, who deliberately piled the garbage, asked permission to the employer to throw the garbage out of the house. Sarah also killed two mice, so the smell of the garbage was getting smelly. The employer, unsuspecting, told Sarah to throw the garbage some distance from their house, which is in a garbage bin at the end of the housing complex. It was a golden opportunity for Sarah.
Sarah clad a few pieces of clothing and put together with the trash, as if the clothes were trash!
With the help of the Kaka sisters Sarah can then escape without being pursued by the employer.
Stories like Sarah, is a story that often happens to illegal TKI. They are taken, hired, treated arbitrarily by the employer who brought them. If they were lost, no one would look for them. The master will also look for new victims to be used as his slave.
Sarah realizes that she has become a victim of human travicking, or human trafficking. For months of work, he did not get a wage from his employer. He always heard his boss say,
मैंने तुम्हें खरीदा है
mainne tumhen khareeda hai
which means I bought you!
Sarah was bought by her master!
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Sarah felt lucky to get out of her employer. Otherwise, perhaps he would have died because of the cruelty of his master.
Sarah was then accommodated in a boarding house in the Johor area. All his needs are borne by Antan and Hamid, the brothers who help him. Antan and Hamid have lived and resided for a long time in Malaysia. About 10 years. Both are married and have children in Malaysia. Just like Sarah, they used to enter illegally. Both became wholesale labor building for a boss of Chinese descent.
A week at the boarding house, Sarah finally ventured to get out of the house and find a job. With the help of neighbors who are also the same status as TKI, Sarah finally got a job as a cook for a typical Malay restaurant.
This restaurant serves a variety of typical Malay dishes, including Alam Balik, Nasi Kerabu, Ayam Percik, Nasi Lemak, and Roti Jhon, which is a long sandwich that is equipped with smoked meat, eggs, and roti Jhon, mayonnaise, tomato sauce, cheese, lettuce, and chili sauce.
It only took a month for Sarah to learn to cultivate the typical Malaysian menu concoction. The rest, he was able to process various kinds of menus alone!
The workings of Sarah are good and Oalahan food that fits the Malay tongue, making Sarah trusted by her boss to be the head of the kitchen.
The income earned by Sarah is quite large even he has been able to return the assistance provided by Hamid to pay rent and daily meals when Sarah just ran away from her old employer's house.
Sarah enjoyed her work. He is eager to save in order to return to Indonesia officially. The circumstances on the fishing boat that transported it, left it traumatized and reluctant to return by illegal means.
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That's why, Sarah is not tempted when TKI friends invite her to vacation and shopping. For him it was too wasteful of money.
In just two years, Sarah was able to take care of her legality and returned to Indonesia.
The longing has peaked. He really wants to see the face of his son who is now definitely 3 years old. She bought several pieces of clothing to give to her son, her husband and Sarah's parents. He also saved a few dollars to be used as business capital. It will. sell typical Malay food in the village later. Although the results are not much, as long as he can see the growth and development of his son.
Through her neighbor in Kampung, Sarah informs her family that she will be home soon. The father was heard crying and happy. His father would pick him up at the airport, but Sarah refused, not wanting to trouble him.
Sarah asked a lot of TKI who had previously returned to Indonesia and returned to Malaysia. He asked how to boarding at the airport and vehicles to go to his home area in Malang. Fortunately, the TKI there have considered Sarah like their own brother. So there are friends who contact travel in Malang to pick up Sarah at the airport, and some even take Sarah to the airport to boarding.
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Sarah flew for the first time to return to Indonesia.
Her heart was pounding, she missed her husband. Someone who approached him since Sarah was still sitting in class 8 Junior High. The man named Anjar is very romantic. He always picked Sarah up and gave Sarah a gift. Anjar is just a Primary School graduate. At that time, Anjar had worked as a sand hauler. Anjar ventured to propose to Sarah when Sarah was in 9th grade. The wedding took place a year after Sarah graduated from Junior High.
Although the sweetness of the wedding he could only feel a year, because after that, Anjar turned into a lazy male figure, a hobby of hanging out and many styles. I don't know, instead Anjar demanded Sarah help him work, making it illegal TKI. Sarah desperately hopes Anjar can change, for the survival of their household.
The travel car that Sarah boarded has arrived at a semi-permanent walled reot house. This house is Sarah's house. The house that overshadowed her and made her a mother of a child named Aisha.
Sarah got out of the car. Sarah's father was waiting for her there. Then he approached Sarah and hugged her for a long time. The cry of a father's longing for his son can no longer be contained.
Behind the father, there was Anjar who was holding a 3-year-old child. She hugged Sarah tightly. But the little boy cried and withdrew from Sarah. The little boy did not realize that what Sarah was missing was him.
Sarah was crying and hugging the boy. However, the child actually hid behind the arms of the in-laws. Sarah, who had not let go of her fatigue, wept and shed her feelings on an old chair that became the single most precious treasure in the house.
"Rest first. Your son just needs time. She will be close to you!"
Saying to Sarah. Sarah followed her husband's will. He went into the room and put his clothes on the bed. Anjar followed him from behind. Closing and then locking the door.
"Why don't you come in?!"
Ask Sarah who hopes to be close to her son soon. Wishing tonight was the night for the first time since two years of not sleeping with her son. However, the husband apparently wanted to master it first. Anjar said for a long time not having sex with his wife.
Sarah obeyed. Anjar stripped Sarah's clothes harshly. From behind the dim light she questioned about her husband who had never had sex during his separation from her. What Anjar did was no longer the same!
By dawn, Sarah had gotten used to waking up and preparing a menu of dishes. Really he saw from the all-round there is no food to cook.
"Sarah, I asked for money to buy a motorcycle. Looks like we need a motorcycle to easily take you to the market and take our son for a walk!"
Say Anjar without further ado. Sarah's heart intention was the same to buy a motorcycle so that mobility is easier. Understandably I, they live in a village very far from the highway. City transportation facilities are very rare in that place.
That same day, Sarah bought a motorcycle with cash. Anjar looks excited and tries to travel around the village with his motorcycle.
Sarah didn't want to stay silent for too long. He renovated a bit of his house by making a terrace and some wooden chairs.
He also began to open his business in the field of culinary Malay cuisine. Every morning, Anjar would take Sarah shopping. Then, Anjar asked permission to work as a taxi driver to take mothers to the market or children who go to school. Some asked to be taken to the factory. Not bad, his income can be to meet snacks and cigarettes for himself.
While Sarah's money, used for the needs of food and business stallnya.
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The first week of selling, the stall feels empty of buyers. Only a few people who order coffee and sit for a long time using the WiFi facilities provided by Sarah.
Month walk. Finance is getting thinner. Anjar uses more motorcycles just to hang out with his friends. He began to modify the motorcycle to be unkempt.
The fights started happening again. Not long ago Anjar told Sarah to go back overseas to collect more money.
"You are delicious in Malaysia. Just send money so that our children can live happily like other children. Don't think about going home before you have a lot of savings!"
Said Anjar during a fight.
"You demand me to make a living for the child and the family. So what for you as the head of the household, if I have to slam bones away from the family?. The result is that you use, even the motorcycle I buy, instead you use it for yourself. I drove Aisyah to school just have to walk!!!"
Said Sarah who was unable to stem her emotions.
"So you don't want me to use that bike!!!!"
Anjar then took the purchased motorcycle and slammed it in front of Sarah. The rearview mirror of the motor was broken!!
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Things seem to be inexorable. Sarah's capital is exhausted. Savings thinning. He had just enjoyed his time with his heart. He brought Aisyah to school in PAUD and became a full-fledged mother with her.
Can't be maintained anymore. Morat Marit economy and husband that can never change, make Sarah inevitably have to take a tough decision. For the sake of the survival of a family, he was forced to return to Malaysia for the second time.
Aisyah took Sarah off with a bitter cry. The boy refused to let go of Sarah's hand. He tried to defend his mother. However, the burden of life lived in the hometown makes Sarah put aside her feelings.
Sarah stepped away and left life as a wife and mother. Back to risking life, for the sake of a glimmer of hope....
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Seriate....
