Bali nightmare returns to haunt victims' widows
Bali nightmare returns to haunt victims' widows
M. Jegathesan, Agence France-Presse/Pemogan, Bali
Eight women from this impoverished village became widows in an
instant three years ago when bombers struck in the heart of Bali.
With no skills or money, the future was bleak.
Despite their grief, they managed to build new lives for
themselves and their children through a remarkable business
venture. But with the latest bombings they fear disaster once
again.
Warti, was just 23 with a four-year-old boy when her husband
Fathurrahman was caught up in the explosions in Kuta, his body
torn apart as he sat in his delivery van near the targeted Sari
Club.
"I just cried and cried. My husband's death was unexpected.
But I just refused to give up or return to my parents' home," she
told AFP.
Warti, a Muslim from the country's main island of Java, said
the greatest difficulty was money. "Even though I received some
aid from the government, I had to find some new means to secure
the future of my son and myself."
Not far away, surrounded by tall coconut trees and paddy
fields, sat a small single-story concrete bungalow. Inside,
colored T-shirts, dresses, sarongs and cloth bag hung in neat
rows.
A signboard read: "Adopt-A-Co-op, We are widows of Bali
bombing."
"Yes, we changed our lives. From housewives, we learnt new
tailoring skills and embraced the lucrative clothes business in
Bali," Warti said with a smile.
Warti said that during the darkest hours of their lives, an
Australian man named David Wedd, who was moved to do something to
help the Balinese, approached them and urged them to start up the
business.
Six of the women took up the challenge.
"It was a great leap forward. We were given the cloth and
sewing equipment and we learnt new skills. Not only we were able
to find a source of income, it helped us to relieve the stress,"
she said.
"But just as we began to recuperate and our business was
growing, militants strike again. These crazy people have returned
to haunt us. We can feel the same pain and misery we experienced
three years ago," she said.
Warti said her son saw Saturday night's explosion on
television and screamed "Mama, father also died in an explosion
like this". "I immediately hugged him and started crying," she
said.
In Saturday's blasts, at least 19 people were killed when
three suicide bombers blew up three restaurants full of tourists
and locals in the Kuta tourist strip and the Jimbaran beachside
area.
The attack has reopened the deep wounds left from the 2002
bombings in which 202 people perished, just as Bali was beginning
to recover its confidence, and its crucial tourism industry which
employs one in three locals.
Warti said she hoped the police would quickly catch those
responsible for the latest atrocity and that they would be
sentenced to death.
"I am angry. I am depressed. What is going to happen to us
now. Will the tourists come, especially from Australia? They are
crucial for our business," she said.
Another widow, 34-year-old Endang Isnanik, lost her taxi
driver husband Aris Munanda, who was waiting for passengers
outside the Sari Club.
"He was a good husband and a good father. We all miss him
dearly," she said, one of the Muslims in this village where there
are also many Hindus, and people of both faiths live peacefully
side by side.
Isnanik said the bombings brought back painful memories, as
well as the fears of destitution for herself and her two
children.
"If Australian tourists in particular do not come, which I
fear will happen especially after Australia issued a travel
warning, our trade will suffer."
Hayati Eka, a 35-year-old Muslim woman with two children, said
her fireman husband Imawan was returning home from work when
tragedy struck.
"I can't express my feeling during the darkest moment in my
life. My husband's sudden death shocked me. I had to become
father, income earner and a mother," she said.
"But I refused to give up and embraced this business activity
to keep my mind healthy because by meeting other widows here we
exchanged views and shared our problems," she said.
Hayati said the women had planned to open a shop to sell their
wares this month but that may now be put on hold.
"We depend on tourists. We have no other source of income,"
she said.
"We used to plan for the future, but now no more. Life for us
is one day at a time."