Well, believe it or not, on April 15, 2007, I was told to be in that
condition.What a shocking news isn’t it? Here’s the story.
On April 15, 2007, around 3PM, I got this phone call from my old friend
in College. I thought he just wanted to chat with me, since we haven’t
talked for a while. But, since I was in the church, I didn’t answer the
phone. Five minutes after it, there was another phone call from one of
my college friend. Well, I rejected it again. And, there is another one
the next 5 minutes after that. Hmm, I was start worrying something may
happen to my parents. They lived overseas in Indonesia, and I am in
United States now, so my friends could receive some news about them and
they want to tell me about it.
I decided to answer the next phone call within 15 minutes after the last
call. I was shocked by the question that my friend asked me. “You are
fine, aren’t you? Are you still alive? I heard that you got hit by a
drunken driver, go to hospital, in coma condition, no chance to live
anymore since only my heart and lung that are working, and your mom is
here in US already.” I have nothing to answer. I was pause for about
10-15 seconds. I told her, “No. I am fine. I am in San Fransisco now
attending a Bible School. What are you talking about?” She told me
everything about the story that she heard on that day. I was really
surprising me. How could such a bad news be around?
Since then, I received non-stop calls for the next 2 hours. I have to
explain everything, to correct the news. All of my friends from West
Coast to East Coast called me. My greatest fear is that I’m affraid that
my parents knew about this. They would be shocked so bad, so immediately
I called my mom to explain everything. Unfortunately, one of my friends
had called one of the church member where my family goes to. Hearing
such a bad news, they contact my father (he has not known about this
yet) she told all ministers in my church, and pray for me. And that
church member called my dad immediately and tell the story. My father
frantically called me asking, “How are you doing? Are you fine?” – with
anxious voice. Finally, I have explained everything to him, and he was
relieved. (Both my my parents gave me this safety
After further investigation, what happened is that there is a person
called “Steven Santosa” died due to car accident by drunk driver in
Virginia (I am in San Jose, CA). He is not me, and I’m not him, but
people mistakenly thought that it was me. Plus, when they tried to call
me, I did not answer the phone, which ensured them that “Steven was in
an accident” because his cellphone died from the accident. That’s where
all the news start.
I have to clarify this thing through every single call that I received.
Finally, I made things straight, and tell people that I wasn’t in a car
accident, that I’m fine here. Good thing is that it’s over now.
I became a celebrity for one day though.
Thank God that he is GOOD and still letting me alive.
Rm 8 : 28; Is 55 : 8-13