Stories From Borneo (2)
Saturday, May 13th, 2006Wednesday, May 10, 2006, after all my job was done, i bought my airplane ticket, but since i bought it at the noon then i have to bought the next day ticket, and i have to return to the travel agent tomorrow morning at 6:00am WITA, because the mass transport (angkot) were only came at 6:00am WITA and 8:00am WITA everyday.
It was my habit to go at least half hour before the time to my destination and i forgot that this town was not as crowded as Surabaya especially in the morning, so because i have to arrived at the travel agent at 6:00am WITA, then i told the "ojek" driver to take me at 5:15am WITA. My calculation was: i’ll wake up at 5:00am WITA, take a bath and dressed for 15 minutes, leave at 5:20am WITA and arrived at the travel agent at 5:45am WITA, so i’ll have 15 minutes spare time.
But calculation was only a plan. Thursday, May 11, 2006, the driver came to my rent house at 5:00am WITA, so i have to take a bath and dressed in a hurry, then i leave at 5:15am WITA and it was only took 10 minutes from my rent house to the travel agent, so i arrived at 5:25am WITA. 20 minutes earlier.
The road was very dark, not much road lamp and not much vehicle passed. The monument’s torch lighted very bright in the dark. In short, it was very dark, quiet and a little bit scary =X, and it was the time for the moslem people to do their dawn praying (sholat subuh). To kill my fear, i started to pray (as a christian, i don’t want to lost my diligent from the moslem. No offence =p).
After i finished pray, i took a walk on the travel agent’s terrace, but because it was very dark, i didn’t saw that there’s a manhole for oiling the car, and also, the manhole was closed by two car. I stepped through, and i slipped. It was very fast that i didn’t remember anything. The only thing i remember was my jaw crashed very hard to the side of the hole and i shouted: "JESUS".
Well, there’s a power in the name of JESUS. After i shouted His name, i can quickly grab the side of the hole and balanced my body so i can landed firmly on the ground, and most of it, i didn’t fainted. (Normally, people will be fainted when they hurt very hard especially in the head).
Thanks God.
But, after i got out from the hole, i felt something was dropped from my body. Yes, you’re right it was my blood. I quickly went to the back of the travel agent and knocked at an opened door i saw first, and a man showed up. I’m sure it’s not openend by coincidence, but it was God who opened it.
He helped me so i can wash my body and my dirty clothes, and he also gave me some medicine and close my wounds using "betadine" and lint, not to forget, his wife also gave me a glass of tea. He (the owner) suggest me to sew my wounds in the hospital (well, actualy it’s only polyclinic) because it was very hard, but i refused it. As a sympathy, he gave me a special prize to carter his car to Banjarmasin….surprise!!! He was the owner of the travel agent, and also the owner of the hole where i slipped =p. But i know all of this was arranged by God, because He loves me =).
Oh yeah, to mention how hard my wounds were, i can touch my skull bone when i washed it….yuch! =p. I got hurt in my jaw and my left foot, under my knee.
Because i were use a car instead of mass transport, then i can arrived at Banjarmasin for only 5 hours…wow! It was 12:00pm WITA when i arrived at the Samsudin Noor Airport and my plane was still departed at 15:35pm WITA, so that’s mean i had to waited for 3 and half hours =(. But thanks God, i didn’t felt any pain in my wounds and i can endure it until i arrived at Surabaya, even though i was bleeding all over my travel.
After i arrived at Juanda at 17:00pm WITA (16:00pm WIB), my father and mother took me and ran me to the emergency unit (UGD). The hospital male nurse was shocked when i told him that i got hurt at 5:30am WITA (4:30am WIB), so it was more than 12 hours =p.
They gave me local anaesthetize and sew my wounds in the jaw and foot. Totally it was 7 stitchs in my foot, but the doctor won’t tell me the stitchs i had in my jaw, he only said that i my wound was about 3cm wide. yuch =p.
I feel better now, in fact i can post this blog. I’m sure that God had his plan through me after this occurence.
That’s all for now, GBU. D.R.

