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Kicked out of the village.
My partner and I had reached the point where we’d decided to take our relationship to the next level and move in together. Wayan (not her real name) owned a little house about fifteen minutes outside Ubud in the rice fields which offered us a lovely quiet home to live simple lives and enjoy our hobbies and interests while getting to know each other further before hopefully getting married at the end of the year.
A week after moving in we went to see the Banjar so I might introduce myself, give copies of my passport, visa and a small gift I’d brought from Australia (who can deny anyone who offers a small stuffed koala as a gift?). We found the head of our village to be a very decent and welcoming man offering refreshments and seemingly genuinely interested in us and our lives.(I understand it's also his job) He assured us there wouldn’t be any issue with me staying in Wayan’s house even though we weren’t married as long as we planned to be married in the not too distant future, everything would be just fine. His wife LOVED the stuffed koala.
One month went by without any issues with Wayan and I settling into a delightful existence in the rice fields until one day my partner was visited by a man from the local “social/community police†(the Indonesian name eludes me.What are they called?) while I was out and asked many questions about myself including how long I planned to stay, where I was from, what was my purpose being here as well as a raft of other questions. Two weeks later, again while I was out, the Banjar head sent his brother to inform my partner I was no longer able to live in her house unless we were married. I should have to leave immediately!!
Suffice to say we were disappointed as we’d spoken at length with the Banjar in regard to me staying in the village a month earlier. We were also disappointed the village head didn’t ask us to meet with him again personally so he might explain the reasons for the change of heart. Tempted as I was, I felt just going to his house demanding answers would cause him to lose face as well as potentially causing my partner further issues at a later date. Apparently the village does have the right to evict my partner as she’s not from the area.
So, I left.
I suspect once it had become common knowledge we weren’t married, enough villagers voiced their disapproval to the point of the Banjar having to act. Why some chap from the “social police†came asking questions I’m not sure, maybe it’s standard procedure. (Others may be able to enlighten me here)
As it transpired, Wayan and I weren't destined for marriage, so maybe it was just as well.
My partner and I had reached the point where we’d decided to take our relationship to the next level and move in together. Wayan (not her real name) owned a little house about fifteen minutes outside Ubud in the rice fields which offered us a lovely quiet home to live simple lives and enjoy our hobbies and interests while getting to know each other further before hopefully getting married at the end of the year.
A week after moving in we went to see the Banjar so I might introduce myself, give copies of my passport, visa and a small gift I’d brought from Australia (who can deny anyone who offers a small stuffed koala as a gift?). We found the head of our village to be a very decent and welcoming man offering refreshments and seemingly genuinely interested in us and our lives.(I understand it's also his job) He assured us there wouldn’t be any issue with me staying in Wayan’s house even though we weren’t married as long as we planned to be married in the not too distant future, everything would be just fine. His wife LOVED the stuffed koala.
One month went by without any issues with Wayan and I settling into a delightful existence in the rice fields until one day my partner was visited by a man from the local “social/community police†(the Indonesian name eludes me.What are they called?) while I was out and asked many questions about myself including how long I planned to stay, where I was from, what was my purpose being here as well as a raft of other questions. Two weeks later, again while I was out, the Banjar head sent his brother to inform my partner I was no longer able to live in her house unless we were married. I should have to leave immediately!!
Suffice to say we were disappointed as we’d spoken at length with the Banjar in regard to me staying in the village a month earlier. We were also disappointed the village head didn’t ask us to meet with him again personally so he might explain the reasons for the change of heart. Tempted as I was, I felt just going to his house demanding answers would cause him to lose face as well as potentially causing my partner further issues at a later date. Apparently the village does have the right to evict my partner as she’s not from the area.
So, I left.
I suspect once it had become common knowledge we weren’t married, enough villagers voiced their disapproval to the point of the Banjar having to act. Why some chap from the “social police†came asking questions I’m not sure, maybe it’s standard procedure. (Others may be able to enlighten me here)
As it transpired, Wayan and I weren't destined for marriage, so maybe it was just as well.

.. our plans fell thru & we are now out of their hypocritical little world