He called it his last supper.
On the evening of 21 0ctober 1966, Martin Aleida arrived at a house in Central Jakarta with 50 sticks of satay, to be shared with five friends. He had spent the previous week plastering walls and fitting pipes to light a house. His wages went partly to this satay, bought at the Pasar Baru shopping area.
At that last supper in Mangga Besar, there was no drop of wine or bread, only leftovers. What was present was Putu Oka and the people he gave safe-housing to and the 50 bamboo sticks that remained of the satay.
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