It looks like your original question has been answered. You found the place to pay your fine. Where was it, again?
I found your original scan of the ticket because I was curious to see what it looked like. Anyway, here is a re-sized version in case anybody's still interested.
(And for that other poster who reckoned it would be number 0000001, it's 0500308.)
Moving along...
"It's pretty much impossible to get an Indonesian car drivers license doing it the legal way in Denpasar."
The salient adjective here is "legal". Just like it's a fine line between pleasure and pain, what's legal and illegal in this country is more or less notional, (as in vague, nebulous or created on-the-spot-at-the-time).
Unless you get caught doing something, or allegedly doing something. Then you're in "trouble", (how serious is often "negotiable", unless somebody was killed or injured).
I went to renew my local car driver's licence a couple of weeks ago. I arrived reasonably early and the front gates were shut (couldn't drive in like I've usually done). Parked on the street outside and wandered in.
I ignored the "visitors must report here" booth - a few cops there sitting around and smoking (I
almost asked them about the "Anti-smoking laws" that were put in place from January 1, 2014, but thought better of it).
I've heard and read some stories recently about how the licensing police have now "cracked down". You supposedly get plonked in front of a computer, (running an illegal copy of Windows XP), and try to answer a string of questions that flash by so fast you can't read them (even if your native language is Indonesian). Basically, nobody passes - but you can try again next week, the week after, etc, indefinitely.
The only "practical test" I've ever done was way back in the 1970s for a motorbike licence. In those days, you were shown a bunch of photos of mangled accident victims, then ushered out the front to do your "test".
This involved riding through a course of plastic hats, one way and back again, without knocking any of them down. I will never forget seeing an Australian girl trying it, knocking down several hats and guess what happened?
The police moved the hats further apart.
My recent licence-renewal day was a bad day. On my way to where you usually go, I met a "friendly policeman", who asked me all the usual questions. (Where you from, where you live, how long, etc.)
I told him I wanted to renew my licence, have a KITAS (retirement), copy of my passport, police report. He then wanted to know if I'd like to buy land in his village or rent a house there for 15 million rupiah/year.
He then hand-phoned somebody and I was told that today's process was finished (closed).
But - he would help me. (Maybe after I agreed that he could visit me sometime with his family when they go to Sanur on a Sunday.)
Off we go to the main processing area. I am introduced to a rather savage-looking female cop who agrees to help me. I ask how much is it going to cost? She wants Rp 500,000.
But I usually pay between Rp 200-300,000. She wouldn't budge. Getting to that place, for me, is a pain in the arse.
There was no way in the world I was going to come back the next day, or after the weekend, to save myself $20, or so.
Now, what happened next was quite impressive, (although sickening at the same time). I was treated like a VIP. Didn't have to line up for anything (like the photo/fingerprint stuff).
I was suddenly priority one. Everything was done in "lightning time" (for Indonesia), and off I went with my new licence.
I guess the point here is that even if you want to go by the rules, it's not always the best way (unless you have endless patience).
I have never wanted to beat-the-system, as such. However, my new licence took a total of 45 minutes to complete.