
Andreas Wiratama, a successful man at a young age. He is only 28 years old but has been able to set up his own business in the field of shipping services. In an era where everything is online, the business established by this man of stature is growing quite rapidly. In many areas there are branch children.
That day, he set out from his town to a small town to survey the location he wanted to make a new branch office. Together with the office driver he went to the airport. Because it is located outside the city.
When his foot stepped on the airport his cell phone rang. Yudis Pratama's name is on the phone screen. He immediately shifted the green icon to lift the call from his friend who is now serving in the area he will come.
" Yes, Hallo, how's bro ?" andreas asked without waiting for his best friend to say hello.
" Are you on the road ?" ask Judis across the street.
" Here, the road is gone. It's again at the airport. So you're gonna pick me up ?" continued Andreas still with his long steps with one hand dragging the suitcase. The other hand holds the HP.
" So, I have otewe. It's a long way from the airport."
" Okay" Andreas turned off the phone. Andreas's headed for the waiting area. Before long the incoming call for the plane he was riding echoed. Still with sunglasses perched on his nose. And hats cover the head. Andreas stepped in.
Andreas's look that day was quite attention-grabbing, especially women. Their eyes instantly scanned the perfect appearance of Andreas, long jeans with a leather jacket clad in his athletic body. Step firmly full of confidence anesthetize every eye that looks.
Flights from the city of Andreas to the destination do not take long. It was not until an hour later that Andreas was out of the airport.
Another handsome man approached. Warmly welcome to Andreas.
" Welcome, bro !" welcome a man who is no less handsome than Andreas. The two embrace each other. Pat one back there another.
" Long time no see, how are you?, the more handsome Lo" said Andreas to his best friend named Judis .
" Good, Lo how ?, like the more successful, the more cool lo" continued Yudis while patting Andreas's shoulder firmly.
The conversation was intimate and warm. Until Judis led Andreas into a white car parked not far from there. Because, indeed, Judas did not pick Andreas up at the airport.
'' How many years have we not seen ?'' andreas asked after sitting quietly beside Judis who was driving the car.
''There are five years, from when I started working here, I have never met Lo. The reason is that the back is also just a stretch of doang. A long time ago Lo who was not at home'' said Judis who still focused on the street in front of him.
The length of their separation makes them have a lot of stories. Sometimes it seemed that the crisp laughter of the two filled the car that was traveling at that medium speed.
It was a long drive from the airport to Judis' house. But they both did not run out of story material. Until they pass through the expanse of green rice in the growing rice that thrives in the rice fields that spread wide.
" Welcome to my house, Bro !'' yudis said as he got down from the car followed by Andreas who looked around the house of the friend.
" Come on in !'' take Judis and follow Andreas into the house.
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That morning, Andreas was about to review the location directly. Where will he build a branch office in the area. Unfortunately the guy who was supposed to drive him. It gets a disaster. One of his family members died. Finally he decided to go alone. Although he had no shadow about the place he wanted to visit. Judis, a friend, cannot leave his job.
Armed with reckless Andreas driving a car that he had rented. He asked the person when confused as to which area he was headed. Got to a fork, and he was confused about where to go. Damn, there's no one around.
According to his own feeling, he took the path, which turned out to take him up into a mountain. He just wished he could ask someone. But it was far enough he drove not to meet his people there.
Amidst the confusion, Andreas' cell phone rang. A name is on the phone screen. Make Andreas then raise the call.
" Yes, Haloo said Andreas, and no answer has been heard across there. Andreas was shocked to find a way before him. The road suddenly descends steeply.and turns quite sharply, and the cliffs are steep.
Accidentally his phone fell, then he tried to control the speed of his car. But unable to control a car that has lost control. And it was as if the car was flying into the abyss. Andreas' screams rang out loud until finally no sound could be heard. Which turned out under there a stream with a rushing stream welcomed under his body.
His head hit a rock, because he was thrown from the car. Andreas' consciousness disappeared, his body was carried away by a deep river current.
That is why Andrew came to the river where he was found by Alfiani and the children. And now he is asleep in unconsciousness. Respiratory devices appear attached to the nose of a man who now looks pale. His head was on a white bandage. And an infusion hose stuck in his hand.
" Keep this how Riz ?'' asked the man in his forties to Fariz as they waited for Andreas who was being treated by a doctor.
" Let him be my family's responsibility sir, until he comes to his senses. And we can take it home." said Fariz wisely. The other two men who were there looked at each other then both nodded.
"Sir Lik, please here first, I want to pray Maghrib. Later replacements, fear later doctors looking for a guardian of the person" said Fariz who has not carried out his three rakaat obligations.
" Oh yes Riz, please pray first" said one of them. Fariz said goodbye to carry out his duties.
It's in that room. The doctor has finished installing various tools. The man's situation was already quite alarming. The wound on his forehead was quite severe. I don't know what kind of miracle happened to that man. Because at a glance at the situation he feels difficult to believe if he is able to survive.
He was dragged by the stream in the river probably quite far away from his skin that looked pale white. Not to mention the wound on his forehead, but still death was about destiny. And the man was not predestined to die in the fatal accident he faced.