The Destiny of Widya's Love
18 Steward survived

Steward finally survived aided and helped by the fishermen who were pulling his sailboat to the mainland because of a day of sea. Steward fainted for two days. Then it was realized that it was not at sea anymore, spontaneously Steward said Alhamdulillah Ya Allah.

“ooh son, you're done?” Ask Mr. Anto

“Oo..Did you save me?” ask Steward.

“Yaa, I Along with other fishing friends, happened to be just coming home from sailing,” replied Mr. Anto.

“Thank you Pak” Steward said.

“How long have I fainted, Sir?” Ask Steward.

“You have fainted for three days son,” replied Mr. Anto.

“I have to go home now, my family must be worried,” said Steward while standing upright. Then sit back because the head is still dizzy and the legs feel still very painful.

“Eh.. Don't you kid, you haven't healed very much, your feet are injured,” said Mr. Anto immediately grabbed Steward.

“Santi.. ndok, please make warm tea first yes for the Om all bring porridge that you made earlier yes,” said Mr. Anto.

“Iya Sir.” Santi said to his Father.

“This sir. the porridge and this is the warm tea,” Santi gave one bowl of porridge sprinkled with potluck and a glass of warm tea to Pak Anto.

“Thank you yes Nduk,” Say Mr. Anto.

“Ayoo Nak, At first eat the porridge, let the spit recover,” Mr. Anto said.

“Okay Sir, Actually I am now where ya Pak?” Ask Steward while eating his porridge.

“You are now on Daddy's beach in Cilacap area. Indeed, here the wave flow is large, but yes it was quiet, fortunately Santi who was playing sand with his friends saw you, and shouted at us who were pulling the boat to land, he said,” Mr. Anto explained.

“You're lucky son, somehow we just happened to land near you fainted it. Usually our boat we landed in the north on this beach. Coincidentally, the Santi also wants to play sand, even though he does not like being invited to the beach playing sand. This time he said he really wanted to go to the beach, he said someone was wanted there."

“Pak, what is the distance from here to Wonosobo area?” Ask Steward.

“Wah..Just so far son, about about three days drive a car,” Pak Anto replied.

“Oo..Sorry, my name is Steward,”Jawab Mr. Anto.

“Always this Steward nak which person anyway and where to go?” Ask Mr. Anto again.

“I am Dutch sir, my trip camping group is in Wonosobo, I want to let them know if I am safe,” Steward said.

“Have a number to call, let me call them,” Pak Anto offers help.

“Oiya.yaa... will drift yes, must have been destroyed also the paper,” said Mr. Anto continued.

“But you still want the name of the trip office, and the address?” Ask Mr. Anto.

“Still sir.. because I'm looking for the office sir,”Jawab Steward.

“What is the name of his office, let me search on google,” Pak Anto said.

Then Steward mentioned the name of the trip office in the city of Semarang.

“Ooo... his office in Semarang city yes, if to Semarang only takes four hours and a half journey from here, nak Steward,” said Mr. Anto explained.

“For a while yes, I call to his office first,” said Mr. Anto continued

Steward only listened to the conversation between Mr. Anto and his interlocutor on the phone, a Long conversation that Steward did not understand. Shortly after, the phone was closed.

“Oh, son said tomorrow morning, the rescue team will come to pick up son Steward,” Mr. Anto explained.

“Aalhamdulillah's. Thank you Mr. Anto,” Steward said.

“Wah..You're a convert to Steward?” ask Mr. Anto.

“Alhamdulilah Mr. Anto, I just converted for four months, and still need to learn,” said Steward explained.

“Ndak nothing, son Steward. Thank God that you have been guided by Allah, perhaps Allah has led us to come to save you on the beach, son.” said Mr. Anto amazed at the praise of Allah.

“Alhamdulillah” Reply Steward.