ENTERING the yard of Istana Putih (White Palace), 70-year old Daeng Muhammad Abdurrahman (DMA) Kaharuddin lowered the window of his car to look round. He let his gaze roam around the vast palace grounds. The palace had once boasted of relatively modern home features. Not far from the palace , a river stream divides the city of Sumbawa. A small bridge connects the square to a local entertainment center, some sort of a colonial societeit (clubhous