Dangerous drink

Dangerous drink

From Republika

I am a student of a prestigious university in Indonesia.
Before election day I traveled to Purbalingga -- my home town --
to vote. I had to make a special effort to get a seat on the
Anggrek Cempaka bus at the crowded Pulogadung terminal at 7:30
p.m. Two women, who were to get off at Cirebon, were seated on my
left. One of them, who said she worked at a textile factory in
the Podomoro area, had a child.

After talking for a few minutes she offered me a boxed drink
called "Esco". At first I refused her offer, but under the
pretext that it was a sin to refuse somebody's kindness, she made
me accept it and insisted that I should drink it. Not more than
10 minutes later, I fell unconscious until the bus reached its
destination, Purwokerto. When I regained consciousness I found
myself lying on a wooden bed at the bus company's quarters.

The following day at about 5:00 p.m., a member of the bus crew
took me to Purbalingga, although I was still drowsy. I remember
meeting an old friend of mine, and he said my relatives would
come and fetch me. When I woke up the following morning, I still
felt dizzy. What was obvious in this incidence was that my
jacket, handbag, shoes and wallet had gone. So I had lost
everything but the clothes I was wearing. My doctor told me I was
under the influence of drugs.

I would like to thank Anggrek Cempaka's crew and those who
helped me. Folks, beware of the new modus operandi used by
unsuspected criminals.

AGUS

Bogor, West Java